Gypsy Nights Page 5

  It couldn’t be.

  Another sharp pain twisted at her gut, a hunger rivaled by no other ripped through her body. She clenched her teeth in an attempt to stave off the desire to feed. She could hear William’s heart beating, his rich blood pumping through his veins. So close, so easy to taste, to touch.

  She dug her fingernails into her into the palm of her. The added pain did little to help ground her. The power within her wanted to press her mouth to his wrist and sample his sweet offering.

  No.

  Thankfully, William pulled his wrist away slowly. Her resolve was all but gone. Whatever was happening to her, was taking control fast.

  William forced a smile onto his face. "There’s more than one way for a vampire to get what it needs…a vampire can feed off sex and lust as well as blood."

  The mere mention of sex sent her body into a burning rage. No amount of self-mutilation could stop help bring her back now. Her gaze narrowed. She looked out from her eyes, yet was separate from it all. William inched closer and the controlling power in her set its sights on him. The curve of his jaw, and the way his tan skin held the tiniest bit of a five o’clock shadow caught held her attention. Moister collected between her legs at the thought of having William’s hands run all over her body, fondling her breasts, inching over her mound, slipping in and out of her slit. She reached for him and he nearly fell off the bed trying to get away from her.

  "William," she said, slowly, her voice not her own. "Let me touch you. Let me run my mouth over you and taste every inch of you. You know you want me to. I can see it in your eye."

  "Gitana, no, I can give you my blood--not sex. Sebastian’s one of my closest friends and I...."

  Reaching down, she planted her hand firmly between his legs, cupping his bulge. It hardened. A clever grin spread across her face. "Je veux faire l’amour avec toi." The words ran off her tongue yet she understood not what she said.

  "It’s Sebastian’s demon coming through. You said that you want to make love to me," William tensed up. "Please, Gitana. Try to fight it. This can’t happen."

  The tugging in her gut encouraged her to rub the long line of his clothed erection. With her free hand, she removed his glasses, her lust filled gaze meeting his head on. Gitana cupped William in her hand, working it up and down him and licked his cheek. She’d never needed sex so bad in her life. William could deny wanting to sleep with her all night. His hard cock told her the truth.

  * * * *

  Sebastian climbed out of the shower, pulled a pair of black jeans on, and towel dried his hair. He was still a little taken aback by the events of the day. Waking up surrounded by dead bodies used to be his favorite pastime. It was no longer so. He’d taken the time to dispose of the bodies, sickened by his own lack of control. His only hope was that none all of the men were evildoers. Thinking that way didn’t lesson the shock of it all. He’d have spent more time searching for clues to what had happened at the warehouse, but he wanted to get back to see Gitana. He was addicted to her. For him, she was as vital as blood, maybe more so. He would have gone straight to her, and made love to her, but he’d been covered in so much blood that he was afraid he’d scare her.

  Tipping his head to the side, he ran a hand through his wet hair and reached for his cologne.

  Sebastian…Sebastian…its William, come quick, Gitana needs you. He heard one of his oldest friends say in his mind.

  Time seemed to stand still, and his gut tightened--Gitana needed him. The vampire within took hold, allowing him to defy gravity. A normal person would have been able to cover the distance between his house and Gitana’s in ten minutes it took him mere seconds. He thrust her shop door open and sniffed the air. Blood, fear, rage, sex--all assailed his supernatural senses. He licked his fangs and took a moment to breathe deeply. Now was not the time to lose hold on his demon.

  "William?"

  Sebastian… in the bedroom. Come quick.

  Utilizing his speed, he raced to the bedroom and pushed the door open. It took a moment for the sight before him to register. William was backed up against the wall--his shirt undone, his bare chest showing, while Gitana crawled before him on her hands and knees, tugging at his pants. William had a death grip on his pants and was fighting to keep them up. Sebastian could smell William’s desire to fuck Gitana in the air, and the fact that he wasn’t was the only thing that saved his life. He may be an old friend, but Sebastian would kill any man that touched his Gitana.

  "Sebastian!" William cried out, looking extremely relieved to see him.

  Gitana glanced leisurely back at him and gave him a wicked smile. One that screamed sex and the promise of endless pleasures between the sheets. Gone was the beautiful smile she’d hid so many times before. No, this smile was one he’d seen on female vampires. It was a smile that said that they needed sex to quench their thirst, and that they would take it at any price.

  He shook his head. "Non, this cannot be. I never brought her over. I never drew blood from her." As he said it, he remembered the cut on her hand. He’d lick it clean before making love to her. A vampire knew better than to draw blood from person of magic and then deposit their seed in them. He’d done this to her. By drawing her blood and then coming in her, he’d forced an exchanged of essences--of life forces.

  He dropped to his knees. "NO!"

  William fought Gitana off and came to his side. "I don’t think you did this intentionally. I think it was meant to happen. Hell, the last case of a vampire turning someone like this was recorded over two thousand years ago. I don’t think she’ll change all the way, and she almost vomited when I offered her blood, so that’s good. Her hunger comes in the form of sex. She’s new to this and she can’t control it, that’s why I called you. I didn’t want to have to...."

  Sebastian looked up into his friend’s eyes and nodded. "Merci, you are a good friend."

  William sighed and looking forlorn. "No…I’m not a good friend, Sebastian. I was sent here to kill Gitana, and I lured you away with the intent of doing it. It was me who called your demon out and led you to slaughter the others."

  Sebastian was too stunned to do anything. He fell back onto the floor and put his head down. His oldest and dearest friend had betrayed him. "Pourquoi--why would you do such a thing?"

  "The Council fears this union. They never thought you’d find her again. In fact, they have spent years feeding you false leads to keep you away from her. They even sent a replacement here to try to fool everyone into thinking that the prophecy had been filled, but Gitana saw through him. And when they divorced the Council put extra men in the area to watch her."

  "Je ne comprends pas." It made no sense. To go against the Council’s wishes meant death. "Why are you telling me this? Why didn’t you...?" Sebastian couldn’t bring himself to ask William why he hadn’t carried out his orders. If he had completed his mission, Gitana would be dead right now.

  William touched his shoulder. "You are the closest friend I’ve ever had, and when I watched Gitana tending to her flowers, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t take her away from you. I can see why you love her. She’s beautiful, sexy, smart and most of all powerful."

  Sebastian’s gaze went to Gitana and couldn’t believe his eyes. She was sitting on the floor naked, tracing the edges of her breasts with one hand, while pleasuring herself with the other. He hardened instantly and he wanted to take her then and there, but they had company. Any other time, he would have stroked his cock and watched her finger herself, not now, not with an audience. "Gitana!"

  William gasped. "It’s not her. Somehow, the two of you morphed powers. I think she has vampire tendencies now and you...."

  Sebastian touched his chest. "My coeur--heart beats again."

  William’s mouth fell open. "Then it’s true, you are her mullo! Together the two of you will create a life that will forever change the destiny of mankind."

  Gitana cried out and clawed at her face. Red welts appeared and Sebastian raced to her side. Grabbing both her wri
sts, he looked up at William. "I am not sure one man can satisfy her need for sex. I may need you to...you may have to stay and…" He couldn’t ask another man to touch his Gitana. The thought of someone else’s hands on her body infuriated him.

  William touched his shoulder gently. "See what you can do, never underestimate the power of love, Sebastian. If you need me, I’ll be here. I’ve given my word that I will protect the two of you and I’ll be staying. Call me and I will come."

  Sebastian didn’t even wait for William to leave the room. He planted his lips firmly on Gitana’s and pushed his tongue into her mouth. She bit at his lip and made his cock throb with anticipation. His fingers moved down her tight belly and found their way into her cum-soaked recesses.

  "Fuck me, Sebastian."

  He wasn’t so sure that he liked hearing his sweet Gitana talk this way, but he had no problem obliging. He slid down her body. He wanted to taste her before he made love to her. She grabbed his wet hair and yanked his head up. Her eyes swam with flecks of blue and black. They were his eyes, and these were his vampire needs.

  She pushed him backwards and he landed flat on the floor. Having his own power turned on him caught him off guard, and he felt Gitana’s hands as they slid into his jeans. She peeled them from his body and crawled up his legs. A shiver ran through him as she nuzzled her face in the dark patch of hair at the base of his cock. She took one of his balls into her mouth and rolled it around gently. He tried to coax her up. She needed pleasure right now, definitely more than he did, but she wouldn’t budge. She licked the length of him and took the head of his cock into her mouth. Her hot mouth swallowed him down, and he could feel himself touching the back of her throat. She varied her speed and movements, massaging his balls with her hand as she went. He thought that he’d lose it and release his seed into her throat if she didn’t stop soon. As tempting as letting her suck him off was, he needed to see to her needs.

  "Gitana," was all he managed to get out.

  She increased her pace, her head bobbing as she took him deep in her throat. His body prepared for release, his balls drew up and his muscles tightened. "Gitana, if you do not let me give you pleasure then I will need to call William in to give it to you. Is that what you want? Would you rather have another man fuck you, or do you want me?"

  She pulled away from his wet shaft and looked up at him with swirling eyes. She started to shake her head yes, but stopped. "Bastian?"

  He put his arms out to her and she moved her body up and over his. "I want you so badly, what’s happening to me?" She asked, straddling his waist, and sliding her body onto his. She took him into her wet opening, sheathing him, making it almost impossible not to come.

  She let out a tiny gasp and continued moving her body down on him, effectively taking his entire shaft into her. He gathered her long black hair back and held it out of her face so he could watch her make love to him. It was beautiful, she was beautiful, and she belonged only to him.

  "You are mine, Gitana, mine. Do you understand?"

  For a moment, she just stared down at him as she rode him. He feared that she’d refuse his claim on her, and he couldn’t let that happen. Pulling on her hair, he tipped her head back gently, driving his hips up as he went, and making her cry out.

  "You," he thrust upwards again, driving his cock into her deeper, "are mine! You are mine, Gitana."

  "Yours," she whispered.

  He watched as her breasts jiggled in his face. He captured a nipple in his mouth, careful not to knick it with his fangs, and sucked gently. She rode him with the need of a hundred women, and that was putting it mildly. He knew better than anyone did just how powerful the hunger could be. Her channel tightened on him, contracting and loosening with such intensity, he had no choice but to let his come fill her womb.

  Gitana screamed out and collapsed on his chest. Her body twitched slightly as she stroked his skin. "Will the hunger ever go away?"

  He brushed her long hair back and caressed her soft cheek. Lying to her would be the best option. It wouldn’t do her any good to know that the hunger would only grow if she didn’t tend to it regularly. As long as he had breath in his body, and if she still wanted him, he would stand by her side and be there to feed the demon he’d passed on to her. If blamed him for what she’d become then he would see to it that William watched over her. No man would ever harm her.

  Chapter 11

  "How are you doing, old friend?"

  Sebastian looked up to see William standing over him. He glanced down at the bed to be sure that Gitana still slept. She looked so peaceful, so clam. He couldn’t bear the fact that he’d passed on part of his demon to her. He touched his chest and closed his eyes when he felt the rhythmic thumping of his once dead heart.

  "She gave me so much, yet I have passed on nothing of use to her," Sebastian said, his voice full of sorrow.

  "Come." William touched his shoulder lightly. "Let’s talk in the other room. I do not want to wake her up either. I don’t think I could say no if she begged me to touch her again. She’s a temptress all unto herself. Your power only intensified that."

  If it had been any man, other than William, saying these things, Sebastian would have killed him on the spot. He knew William, and he knew that he was a true friend. He would do only what he had to and never with the intent to do harm. He’d proven his loyalty when he’d refused to kill Gitana for the Council. William could never go back to his position there. They would burn him alive now that he’d disobeyed them.

  Sebastian followed William out into the kitchen. William motioned toward a bowl of fruit. "You should eat."

  "Merci, but I prefer to eat only after I have taken blood."

  William turned and gave him an odd look. "Many things have changed for the both of you. I believe that you may be able to substitute many of your blood feedings with food now, and I believe that your sensitivity to light will decrease with time as well."

  "The mid-day sunlight no longer burns as it once did or leaves me as drained," he said softly.

  The possibility of becoming more human had never crossed his mind. He would gladly give it all up to see Gitana free of his vampiric ways. Picking up an apple, he took a bite. Normally, he would have to wash it down with water. Today it slid down his throat easily. His eyes widened as he looked at his longtime friend.

  "They will not stop until they destroy us."

  "No, they’ll stop if they destroy her. They need you alive, Sebastian. You are a force to be reckoned with and they need you on their side in the fight against evil," William said, taking a seat at the table.

  "I will kill every last one of them if they dare lay a hand on Gitana. She is my mate and will be my wife, by law as soon as I can make it official." Sebastian tossed the fruit aside. Thinking of losing Gitana made him lose his appetite.

  "I know that you will. They underestimate you, Sebastian. I fear that they have also underestimated Gitana’s powers as well. They’ve no idea that she’s a master of the craft, and if they find out, they will send legions to see her dead."

  "Where should I take her? Where will she be safe?"

  William laughed methodically. "The only place safe from the council’s reach is Hell itself, and I don’t think you want to take her there, especially not now."

  "Meaning?"

  William cocked an eyebrow and shook his head. "You’re a brilliant man, yet sometimes your ignorance amazes me. I believe that she’s carrying your child or will be within days at the rate you two are going."

  My child? Gitana might be pregnant? Non, it cannot be so.

  Shocked, Sebastian moved towards the window to look out at the night sky, and collect his thoughts. Two days ago, he’d been elated finally finding Gitana after all these years. Now, his heart beat, he’d found his true mate and he might be a father. It was more than he’d ever hoped for and more than he deserved.

  "Sebastian, we need to go and speak with the council. They need to understand that you and Gitana mean them no harm."r />
  "I will not take her to them to be slaughtered," Sebastian said, surprised that William had even suggested such a thing.

  "I’m not saying that we should take Gitana with us. You and I should go and plead your case. They may listen to reason if it’s coming from us both."

  "I cannot leave Gitana here alone. You saw her in there. Her sexual hunger would consume her and any around her. Besides, the ‘decoy’ your brilliant council sent is an insane alpha werewolf that has taken to stalking her." Sebastian narrowed his gaze on William. "Marvelous choice by the way."

  "I only just found about Aaron and Gitana. They told me the details surrounding all of this when they assigned the duty of killing her to me. Prior to that, they kept me totally in the dark. They know that you’re my friend."

  Sebastian shook his head. "They know this, yet they sent you to destroy the woman I love. Do you think they suspected you would not harm her--that instead, you would confide in me?"

  William cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses. "I had given that some consideration myself, but why send me with the task to kill her then? Why all the secrecy?" William shrugged. "I’m afraid, old friend, that even I can’t decipher their reasoning this time. I believe that we should go to them and ask them ourselves."

  "Will they answer to you or is my presence required?"

  William gave him a knowing look. "Sebastian, they only just now told me that Gitana truly exists. Do you think for a moment that they would feel obligated to tell me anything further? They respect you--some even fear you. They will answer to you."

  "Then I shall go," Sebastian said, his chest heavy.

  "But you yourself said that we would be leading Gitana to her death," William protested.

  "I shall pay the council a visit, and you shall stay and keep watch over her."

  "Sebastian, no!" William rose to his feet. "What am I supposed to do about her newfound hunger? I could barely keep her contained for you to come from the neighboring house. What would you have me do with her while you’re gone for days? Want me to tie her to a chair? She’ll eat me alive, you know, and I don’t mean in the cannibalistic way, either."