14. Chapter 14
Demiwalkspastme as I enter the kitchen, saying she needs rest and time to let the pain meds Bane found kick in. She”s slept already, but I can”t blame her. After I made her come in the hallway, I headed to Bane’s room to let him know about the pain med situation. He said he’d sort it and I went straight to my bedroom.
When Demi came, I found my own release in my pants and desperately needed to change. Even as I”d shook my wet jeans off, I found my cock hard again and jacked off with thoughts of her tight pussy squeezing my fingers whilst Bane watched us.
When I get back into the kitchen, I notice Jax is clearing away the dishes. His shoulders are hunched as he works. Bane lingers by the breakfast bar. It”s as good a time as any to work out exactly what we are going to do.
”So, what”s the deal, boss?” I say as I drop down into a chair at the dining table. Laying my hands on the stained wood, my nails scratch into the surface as I think of the wolves and what they did to Demi and her friend again.
”We know they want Demetria. Fromwhat she”s said, the leader of this nomad pack wants her as his mate. And it sounds like he”s going to stop at nothing to get her.”
”We keep her here, we protect her.” Bane shifts on his feet. I wonder if a part of him wants to go to Demi.
”We can”t keep her here forever though, Bane. She”s already made that clear.” Jax finishes drying his hands on the dishcloth and leans back against the counter.
”We could always fuck her till all she can think about is our cocks. I mean, mine alone should be enough for her to never want to leave.” I grin and Bane snarls at me. ”What?” I shrug.
”Enough, Diego. We don”t need your stupid jokes.”
”Who said it was a joke?” I mutter. Another snarl rumbles from Bane. I don”t know what his deal is. He wants to fuck her as much as I do, he came just watching me finger fuck her.
”For now, she stays here. We make her as comfortable as we can, and we make sure one of us is with her at all times. Bane, I want you to call more guys in to work the doors, and make sure we station someone at the stairs to the apartment.” Jax is always the one to give the orders.
”When she”s done resting, I”ll find out where she lives. The least we can do is get some of her clothes. What about her job, though? Doesn”t sound like she will be up for missing work.” I really don”t want her to go, but we need a backup plan in case she refuses to take some time off.
”Good thinking. We’ll deal with the work situation later. For now, I”m going to head down to the club and check everything is okay. We’ve already had Harley covering for Diego since we’ve all done a disappearing act since Thursday night.”
“She deserves a pay rise. Though not having to see your ugly face at the beginning of her shift might be all the compensation she needs, Jax.” I smirk as he whips his head around to pin me with a glare.
Bane sulks as he makes his way to the door. He was probably hoping Jax would get him to stay upstairs with Demi, but I pulled the short straw on that one. I snigger and Bane glares at me over his shoulder. He exits the apartment and heads back down to the club to call in a few more guys. Jax walks past me but stops to rest a hand on my shoulder. I look up at him, an eyebrow raised in silent question.
”Try to keep your hands to yourself, Diego. Jack off all you like, but no more repeats of the hallway.” I give him a curt nod and he pulls his hand away, leaving in the same direction as Bane.
He”s delirious if he thinks I”m not going to touch Demi. She calls to me and it”s a song I can”t resist. Jumping up, I make my way to her bedroom. It feels like I”m being a creeper just lurking outside, but it feels wrong to be away from her.
Reaching for the door handle, I let out a soft laugh as I remember that Bane broke it off last night when Demi was having a nightmare. I wonder if Jax has mentioned anything to him about it.
Cracking the door, I look in through the gap. The lamp on the side table is still lit, giving the room a soft glow. She”s laying on her side, the comforter wrapped around her. One of her long, pale legs is on top, the bottom of the pair of boxers Jax loaned her peeking out. Her black hair is fanned out across the pillow and the sweatpants she was wearing have been dropped haphazardly on the floor beside the bed.
She looks so peaceful in sleep. A part of me wants to enter the room and lie beside her, to feel her body close to mine. Shaking my head, I try to push those thoughts away. I stalk away from the bedroom and head back to the living area.
Looking out of the window, I can see the street where the front entrance of the club sits. Dusk is falling fast. The barriers for the line thread around the side of the building. Humans and vampires alike come in their hundreds, wanting to enjoy the mischief they can get up to behind its doors.
We”re one of the few clubs in the area that allow the consumption of human blood directly from the vein on site. So far, everything has run smoothly. We have security inside the building who watch for any patrons that are trying to push the rules. We”ve only had a couple of instances where we have had to eject a vampire and send the human to the hospital for fluids. Our safety record is something we pride ourselves on.
A figure on the other side of the street draws my attention. He”s slouching under one of the main street lights, shaggy brown hair brushing his shoulders. At first, I think he”s watching the club, maybe a customer who is considering entering. But then I notice his eyes are looking at the window I”m standing behind.
He shouldn”t be able to see me. Jax had one-way glass fitted in all the windows. I can look out, but no one can see in - the window shows a reflection of the outside world. His eyes are definitely looking this way though, like he can see me watching him through the glass.
My cell phone beeps, and I pull it from my pocket, looking down at the screen.
How”s Demi?
It”s a text from Bane. He”s not even been gone for thirty minutes and he”s already checking up on her. Dude”s got it bad.
Sleeping. Chill dude, I got this.
I fire back the text, wondering if I should let him know about the figure I saw. My eyes flicker back up to the window, but the man is gone. I tilt my head to the side, scouting the surrounding area to see if he”s lurking anywhere nearby, but he”s gone.
I”m about to text Bane to tell him to keep an eye out when a whimper catches my attention. With my vampire speed, I”m outside Demi”s door instantly. She”s writhing around the bed, her limbs flailing and tangling in the sheets as she moves. In seconds, I”m crouching beside the bed. My hands grasp Demi”s shoulders. She shrieks, but her eyes are still closed.
”Demi, shh. It”s okay, you”re safe.” Her body thrashes even as I attempt to stop her movements. ”It”s just a bad dream. Wake up.” I shake her slightly.
Her eyes fly open. I can see the faint evidence of tears in the corners and her breath is coming out in pants again as she takes me in.
”Diego...?” She whispers.
”It”s me, Demi, you”re okay.” Moving my hand to her face, I push her hair out of the way.
”He was here. He wanted to take me.” Her voice trembles. ”He got me, took me somewhere. I tried not to cry out.” A single tear rolls down her cheek. ”He likes my fear. But... he... he stripped me. I tried to fight back.”
”I promise you”re okay, he”s not here. I won”t let him take you. None of us will.” My hand drifts to her cheek, and she places her shaking hand over mine.
She seems calmer, and now would be the perfect time to leave. I move my hand away from her face and place a gentle kiss on her knuckles, leaving my hand around hers as I stand. Her crystal blue eyes track my movements, her gaze never leaving me.
”I should go, let you rest.” I go to release her hand, but her fingers wrap around mine.
”Please... don”t go.” She says. I hear her heart rate spike, her vulnerability laid bare by her body’s responses.
”Jax would prefer it if I left you be.”
”I don”t care what he wants, I need you here.” Her grip on my hand tightens, and I look down at our connected hands.
”Okay...” I let go of her hand and slip around to the other side of the bed.
Kicking off my boots, I sit on top of the covers and lay back against the pillows. Demi snuggles down next to me, pulling the sheet back over her shoulder.
”You can get more comfortable if you want. I don”t bite...” she pauses for a split second. ”That”s your job, considering you”re the one with the fangs.” My eyes shift to her face, and I can see the smile on her lips. I let out a soft chuckle.
”I”m not sure you”d want me getting too comfortable, Demi. To do that, I”d need to take off my shirt and jeans, and well… I”m going commando.”
Her eyes widen, and I can see the spark of lust within them. She hums slightly, considering what I”ve said. Moving her hands on top of the covers, she reaches for my shirt. Pulling it up, I lift my back off the bed and drag the fabric over my head, depositing it on the floor.
Her hand drops to my chest, fingers tracing the tattoos on my skin. She brushes them across the swirling black pattern, down my pecs, and further down over my abdominal muscles. I shiver at her touch, my cock twitching inside my jeans. The head pushes against the rough fabric and I groan from the sensation.
Her fingers don”t stop their movement, going all the way to the waistline where my tattoos are cut off by the fabric. Undoing the button, she grasps the zipper and lowers it slowly over my growing bulge. She reaches inside, but before she can connect with my throbbing flesh, I grab her wrist, halting her movement. I need to stop her, even if it pains me to do it.
She looks up at me, questions in her eyes, even as she licks her lips. “Why do I feel so drawn to you?” Her voice is unsure, but only for a fraction of a second.
I don’t understand why either of us is drawn to the other. I”ve never felt this way about anyone before, but with her, my cock is perpetually hard. If I let her touch me right now, I can guarantee I will come straight away. I want so much to sink myself into that wicked mouth of hers. To feel her tongue as she laps at my pre-cum and I pump into her depths until I explode.
”Fine! I”ll join you. But turn off the light, and no touching.”
Demi nods, rolling quickly and dousing the light. As the room is plunged into darkness, I slip out of the bed. Pushing my jeans down my hips and letting them drop to the floor, I step out of them. I turn, lifting the covers, and slip beneath them, lying still on my back.
She shuffles closer to me. Just another inch and her glorious body will be flush with mine, but she keeps her distance.
Stupid Diego, you didn”t want her to touch your cock. Not the rest of you.
Putting my arm under Demi’s head, I pull her closer. She gasps as her soft body connects with mine. Resting a hand on my stomach and her head on my chest. I feel hair tickle the underside of my arm as she wriggles to get herself comfy. Gently, I kiss the top of her head once she stops moving.
The touch of her hand on my skin leaves a trail of fire. I only wanted her to turn the light off so she couldn”t see just how hard I am for her; how much I want her. As her hand edges lower, I take it in my own and stop her from taking this any further.
”Sleep, Demi.”
She lets out a long breath. One of her legs brushes against mine, but it doesn”t take long before her breathing evens out and she slips into sleep. I lay there, holding her close and staring up at the ceiling in the darkness. I don”t know how I got so lucky for her to let me into her bed, but I don”t want to fuck this up.