CHAPTER FOUR
“He’ll be off work for a week or so, but he’ll recover.”
“Any scars?”
“No, no scars.”
"Too bad, scars add character, and Jackson could certainly use a little.” Finnian walked over to where his assistant, Karl, stood and took the folder from him.
They operated off the books whenever possible, especially when investigating another coven.
The fewer points of discovery, the better their chances at staying hidden.
He flipped through the pages, taking in the information quickly and methodically.
"Roman Sidorov left the Blood Rose with Alex Stewart.” Karl nodded yes but did not comment.
“Jackson was responsible for the attack on Alex, some stupid fit of jealousy. I’m dealing with children fucking children.
” He slapped the file down onto his desk and ran his hand through his hair.
"My relationship with Jackson Freed is well known, so I must retaliate, but then I want that pain in my ass gone. I don't care how you do it, but I want him out of this town.” Finnian stood staring into nothing, his face hard and cold. "Easy fucks are never worth the trouble they bring.”
“There appears to be a connection of sorts between Sidorov and Alex Stewart.” That caught Finnian’s attention. “I’m familiar with Roman; he's one of the Master's guards, and there isn't a gentle bone in his body. For him to be giving this human so much attention is out of character."
“That’s very interesting.” He took a seat behind his desk and leaned back. “Find out their relationship.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Roman was most likely his attacker if he discovered that Jackson had hurt Alex." He smiled ruefully. "Either one will do, Roman or Alex, one will have to pay for the disrespect," Finnian said dismissively. "The sooner it is dealt with, the better."
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Roman was impressed with Alex's attitude and resilience. As a human, he was well settled and clear-minded. He knew himself and trusted himself, which was important. The awareness was edging up on him, and Roman could see his interest and understanding growing with each passing hour.
It was late in the afternoon, and they stood together on the balcony overlooking the park.
Roman had made several moves to gain closeness, but nothing seemed to move Alex to completely let his guard down, not yet anyway.
The look in his eyes when they crawled over Roman was hungry and eager, but he held himself back.
Roman needed to breach that reserve and get this bond growing.
“I should go home.” He said as they finished a cocktail and desert that Roman had delivered to the room. The day had been lovely, and he did not want it to end without putting his mark on Alex.
“You should stay.”
“I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”
“That will never happen.” Roman moved closer and put his arm back around Alex’s shoulders, pulling him up close and kissing the side of his neck.
"I find you very attractive, Roman, and I'm not afraid to tell you." Roman looked down into his beautiful face and marveled that such a kind and intelligent man was chosen for him.
"I find you very attractive as well," Roman replied, feeling the distance between them contract and their lives coming together even in just those few honest words.
He watched his beloved assessing and taking measure and loving everything he was seeing.
His heart was reaching for this new attachment, eager and impatient.
Alex’s brown hair hung in curls around his face and made him look almost like a cherub, but the square jaw and Greek nose brought out his manliness and cut a handsome vision.
His eyes were the prize, large brown eyes that looked deep and saw everything.
Roman would never tire of looking into their depths.
He watched Alex’s eyes search his face over and over.
He was looking, deciding, analyzing, and then he spoke, not in anger or upset, just curiosity.
"I have a lot of things rushing through my mind right now.
" He paused briefly and took a thoughtful breath, slow and soft.
"What do you mean by vampire, and why do you call him master?
It's more than just a title; it means something important. "
The awareness was opening his mind and giving him new and strange information. It would be slow in the beginning, but soon would become an onslaught of secrets and a new reality that would shock him. This was the first crack in his old understanding of the world.
He placed his hand on Alex's back and guided him off the balcony. He wrapped his arms around him and pressed their bodies together, drinking in the scent and the feel of his beloved. It was heady and full and gave him hope for a life that was full and complete. He had to answer the question.
“There is much more to the world than what you think you know.” That was a good start.
“You’ve lived and worked in this town for several years; you must have had experiences that have left you questioning accepted reality.
Life here on this earth has always been shared.
” It was vague but hinted at what was to come.
"I hear you, and I think I know where this is going.
" He spoke haltingly; he was unsure. "I think I will leave it there for now until I have given it more thought. I'm not in a headspace right now to take on such a deep conversation as I know this will be.” He dropped his forehead to Roman’s shoulder.
"Things are happening, my thoughts are expanding, I suppose, and I’m suddenly seeing things a little differently, and I need time to sort it out.
With that said, I retract my original question and will revisit it later, maybe tomorrow.
" He said, and then added. "Don't think I'm crazy, I really think this is supposed to happen, I just don't understand it yet.
" He looked up at Roman briefly and then looked away.
"I don't think you're crazy," Roman said and ran his fingers through Alex's soft, wavy hair. "This is all natural, and I'll explain it when you're ready. Just let me say, there was a reason I found you last night. Fate played a large part."
“Fated connection.” He mumbled.
“Yes.”
Roman felt Alex’s hands drifting lower until they were cupping his ass. It was a bold move, and Roman loved the confidence. Roman lifted Alex's face up to his and took his lips in a heated kiss, devouring those plump red lips that had been teasing him since their first meeting.
Alex participated in opening to Roman’s forceful, exploring tongue. Roman's right hand slipped inside the loose collar of the linen pajama top and gently touched the smooth, warm flesh beneath.
Alex was showing few signs of his previous attack apart from a few slight bruises that were well on their way to disappearing.
Alex's hands continued to massage Roman's ass and thighs.
His touch was quite hypnotic as their bodies moved together, pressing and exploring.
Alex's hard cock was pulsing against Roman's thigh, so he moved slightly so he could ride it with ease.
The sensations roaring through him were considerable and heavy.
Roman broke the kiss and dropped to one knee, and Alex understood immediately.
He slid his thumbs under the waistband of his pajamas and hurriedly pushed them down his legs.
He grabbed his cock as he did so and gave it a few rapid strokes.
His need and desperation were on full display, and it was gorgeous.
Roman looked up at him as he moved Alex's hand aside and replaced it with his own. He took control of his hard and leaking cock and placed a light kiss on the head before taking it fully down his throat. Alex jerked and gasped, but kept his hands and his sides in tight fists, and his face twisted in a cross between pain and delight. He suddenly reached out to hold onto Roman’s shoulders.
His fingers digging in with every spike of pleasure.
Alex swayed, and Roman steadied him with a firm hand on his hip.
He was letting himself feel and fly, and it was exhilarating to have such control over his beloved.
He had many lovers in his lifetime, but none carried the importance of this one man or the need to bring him all that he deserved and all that Roman wished to give.
He worked the length of him over and over until Alex's moans were sharp and loud.
Alex was nearly there; his body shook with the need to come, and Roman did not let up or release.
He held him and worked him, taking him down over and over fast and firm.
The feel of his flesh and the taste of his essence were pushing Roman to take everything.
His fingers dug in hard, giving Roman just the right amount of pain to hold off his own orgasm as Alex came, filling his mouth with his seed, groaning and panting out Roman’s name as he found himself in the grips of what looked like euphoria. The man was beautiful when he came.
“Roman, Roman, Roman." He panted with each breath, and the sound inspired and titillated.
Roman took him down his throat one more time, sucking and forcing the last of what he had to give before letting his sensitized cock slip from between his lips.
There came a gasp and an amazing, satisfied sigh.
"I can't move." He said on a soft giggle with his eyes still closed, and Roman marveled at the effect that expression had on him.
His cock, already hard as steel, was now throbbing with the pain and ache to take this man and do it immediately.
His vampire surged to the surface, and he did not hold back.
Roman stood and swung Alex around, pushing him to face the wall. He pressed him flat, palming his sweet, round ass and trailing his fingers down, stopping when he found his tight opening. The muscle quivered under his touch, and Alex sighed once again, salacious and needy, just as he liked it.