37. Quickie, Stage Left
Quickie, Stage Left
Zeke
While Rez does her thing in the separate toilet area, I lean against the sink and take in a deep breath. Her pheromones are still like a drug to me, yet there’s something extra now that’s mixed in with her peaches and fine wine scent. She’s changed, and I don’t mean the braids that are in her hair.
Granted, she was gone for a while, but I never thought she would undergo such a transformation in that time.
She is brimming with power now. Before we started the Gauntlet, she pretty much felt like she did when she first fell in my lap that magical first day at school.
There was no power signature on her. Damn, has anyone gone through something like this during the Gauntlet before?
I can physically feel power radiating off of her and pushing against me while I hold her.
Then again, that could be something to do with my Horseman powers, also.
It’s hard enough to get through the Gauntlet with your own powers and the knowledge you learn from school, but gaining new powers during the Gauntlet?
And not knowing how to use those new powers, that’s like a death wish, if you don’t know how to use them properly under the guidance of instructors and the safety of the school grounds.
No—I can’t think that way, besides, she has all of us, and we won’t let her fail.
“You know you didn’t have to stay in here while I was actually using the restroom,” Rez giggles, pulling me out of my head as she comes out of the bathroom to the sink I have running to warm it for her.
“True, but then I would miss out on this opportunity,” I say, leaning down and nibbling on her throat right behind her ear, knowing this is a direct line to her clit. Her breath hitches, and her heartbeat skips a beat before speeding up slightly.
“Zeke.” My name is a whisper on her lips, and it’s already making my dick hard.
“Hmm.” I slip her earlobe between my teeth and slightly pull before licking lightly.
“We only have like twenty minutes before breakfast,” she reminds me as I kiss along her neck.
I meet her lust-filled eyes in the mirror, “Then let me get to work.” I let her catch a flash of fang in the reflection right before I spin her around, pop her pants open, pull them down, and lift her ass onto the counter with me down between her legs.
She blinks rapidly, trying to catch up, but I’m already inhaling her sweet scent of peaches, wine, and the new scent of warm vanilla before licking up her slit. Fuck. Just like I remember.
A moan slips from her lips as my tongue dives deeper, and she bucks up against my mouth. I insert two fingers into her wet cunt and lick around her clit, while I slowly finger fuck her, coaxing moans out of my mate.
“Fuck, Zeke,” she moans, and my dick twitches uncomfortably against my pants. Shit, I should have taken him out before getting on my knees. “I want you,” she says, grabbing my hair.
“Okay,” I chuckle, standing up. I don’t even get a chance to wipe her juices off my lips before she’s slamming her mouth to mine.
Damn, I love when she’s feisty. She pulls herself closer to me, so I make quick work to free myself as she reaches for my cock.
I step on her pants, removing them completely as she yanks her legs out of the holes.
I’m already hard as fuck, so I lift her slightly so she can impale herself on me, but she’s so fucking tight we both moan as I have to work myself into her slowly.
“Zeke… I want you,” she groans.
“I know you’re all for the vampire lore of staking, but if you try to impale yourself too hard, you could break my dick as well,” I tell her as I slowly ease her all the way down my shaft until we both let out a sigh of relief. “Okay, now you can have all the fun you want.”
She gives me a wicked smile and makes a twirling motion with her finger.
“Trade me places, lean on the counter, and hold me up,” she tells me.
Whatever baby wants, I’m happy to give her, so I do as she tells me, keeping her impaled on my dick where she belongs.
With me against the counter, she uses the edge as a platform to brace against, and suddenly I’m blessed as she lifts her body and slams back down on my shaft, bouncing me deeper with each lift of her hips.
“Oh, I like this.” I don’t really have to hold her ass, but allow one of my hands to wander along her leg and around to her clit. She throws her head back, elongating her neck, and I feel my incisors elongating at the prospect of drinking her blood again.
“Bite me. Take my blood,” Rez pants.
“Wh—”
She leans forward and bites my earlobe before whispering in my ear, “We both know it will feel good, and you need it anyway.” She moans before licking my ear, causing chills to run down my spine, and it’s my undoing.
Her flesh parts like butter as my razor-sharp fangs slowly sink in, reaching the heart of Rez’s veins.
The coppery taste floods my senses as I take my first two pulls.
The long-drawn-out moan of euphoria brings a smile to my lips as I feel Rez clench around me.
I take another long pull and add pressure to her clit, and feel her explode around me as she moans my name.
“Zeke!”
The taste of her blood flowing down my throat, my name on her lips, and her squeezing around me is too much, and I find my release right after her.
“Fuck!” I groan, leaning into her slightly.
“You can say that again,” she chuckles, giving me a squeeze around the neck.
“Let me clean you up.” I spin her around, putting her back on the counter. “Sorry, I’m not like Levi and can snap my fingers, so I’ll have to do it the old-fashioned way,” I joke, leaning into her neck and leaving my healing saliva.
I pull back and see a haunted look on her face.
“It’s not like he would do it if I asked anyway,” she admits.
“He’s pulling away from me, and I can see the taint on our mate bond now, with the magic I have now.
It’s a sickly gray instead of the pure white the rest of us have,” her voice wavers slightly.
“He didn’t even say welcome back.” Now that she mentions it, he didn’t.
He was the only one, and apparently, she noticed it too.
That’s something out of character for him, and we need to look into it.
Well, I can’t have that look on her face after I just fucked her. “His loss. My way is better anyway.” I pop a fang when she gives me a disbelieving look, and then her jaw drops when I drop back to my knees.
Knox
We’re a few minutes late for breakfast, but no one is upset with how Zeke comes out with the widest smile on his face, and Rez glowing like the queen she is. Hell, even Zissa keeps her mouth shut once she sees the couple come out of the bathroom.
Then again, that could be because of the smell of sex clinging to them. Either way, that sadness that was once attached to Rez is gone, so I’m content.
During breakfast, we take turns catching her up on what happened here with the ambush and Ryker’s new Horseman powers, which isn’t much compared to her adventure.
She keeps her word and fills us in more on her time with the Fates.
The entire table almost collapses in relief when we hear that the Fates had an antidote for God’s Trumpet.
From the look on Rez’s face while she explains the taste of it, I hope I never need it.
I think the most shocking thing is the fact that she got to visit with her dead birth mother, Liliwen.
I know how crazy that sounds, given I’m a shifter with four animals instead of the typical three, and I’m the next War reincarnated, but damn, even I find that hard to believe.
Between her time with the Fates, Cain, and defeating some Harpies, no wonder we found her passed out behind the sanctuary.
She tries her best to answer how she ended up back there, but it seems she doesn’t know the answer either.
Once the Fates opened a portal and sent her through it, she remembers seeing multiple visions of places and memories that weren’t hers until she had a splitting headache and collapsed.
The next thing she remembers is waking up in my warm arms. So as far as the Gauntlet goes, we all saw some battle in Hell. I’m just grateful she had Bas with her.
“I knew I liked that Thunder Stag.”
“Oh, come on,” Rez mocks me. “You didn’t want me near him when you first saw him,” she easily calls me out.
“He’s definitely one of a kind, Kitten. You don’t understand how notorious they are for their malicious and dangerous behavior. They are not known to have a soft spot for anyone, let alone to form a strong bond with someone,” I admit.
“Well, it’s a good thing she does. He saved her. Like a knight in the night.” Moni swoons, and Chester catches her.
“Damn, I’m sorry, Goddess, that you had to go through all of that and on your own. Talk about trauma.” Ryker shakes his head, stabbing some fruit.
Rez chuckles. “Yeah, do we have any good therapists here in Purgatory? If not, I might be able to get an appointment with my old one on Earth after all of this. That is, if she doesn’t commit me to a mental facility.” She quickly sobers up. “I might see you guys in a few decades if that happens.”
“No way, if that happens, we’ll go with you,” Moni says, standing up tall and putting her fist to her chest.
“Moni? What are you doing?” Rez asks, trying not to snicker.
“Trauma bonding. Isn’t this how we do it?” she asks, seriously looking at the group.
“Sweetie, we’re already trauma-bonded. It’s when you experience the same trauma with someone, like us, going through the Road of Worth. Not everyone can say they did that together, so that’s our trauma bond,” Chester tries to explain.
“Or just putting up with DeadWood,” Lynx mutters.
“Keep talking, Puss n’ Boots. I’ll turn you into a coat,” Knots retorts.
“See. Trauma bonding, it’s everywhere,” JP says with a smile.
“Oh. I understand. Being a family is trauma bonding. Got it!” She gives us a thumbs up.
Yep, sis. This family is definitely a trauma bonding experience, alright.