Claudia's Men (4 page)

Chapter 7

He knew his tactic was unkind. Leaving her for five years hadn't been his choice, rather his only option to let her experience adult hood. He could feel her eyes on him all night, and he knew she felt his gaze even if she did avoid any contact. Taking a glass of champagne from the bartender, he decided women didn’t understand his tactics. Perhaps the time had come to change his approach. With a patience not many knew, he waited for his chance to get her alone. Having chosen her home ground was a reminder of how they touched the last time.

It burned his belly to know the man she'd married had turned out to be the scum of the earth. At first, he thought to intercede then realized it wasn't his place, unless he was willing to offer her something similar. He hadn’t been, and he let the marriage continue to its inevitable failure. Terrence pulled back the smile forming on his lips, knowing she'd still not been freed from the mundane sex life she knew before him. His first touch of her earlier this evening reinforced his knowledge she’d not been awakened in the true primal sense he could bring her to.

As the evening wore on, he waited at the lower terrace where they met last time. He knew she would come because he had read her ambivalence and aggravation the moment he stood behind her. He also read her confusion as he pressed against her, need and wants outweighing the practical.

The rustle of her slips announced her arrival before he actually saw her, though he felt she was nearing.

"I'm sorry you had a miserable marriage, Claudia. You should have known it never would have worked."

"How dare you. What makes you presume to think you know anything about my marriage or that your opinion matters?" She turned from him with annoyance but didn’t leave.

"You're only outraged because you know I'm right.
 
Anybody who truly knew you and cared about you would tell you to get your act together and find the woman you were before you got messed up with that scum."

"My ex-husband and past choices are none of your business."

"Think that if you need to for now."

"For now? What are you talking about? Running into you every five years doesn't give you any rights."

"You’d think so, but you'll understand once you accept our fates."

"Our fates? I doubt we'll run into each other often in the future."

Claudia still had no way of knowing he could read every thought that passed through her mind. The difficulty was not showing his intentions too early, afraid of scaring her before she’d come to accept him.

"That's where you're wrong. I came back to be with you." He knew the reaction coming and braced for her indignant response.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not available and certainly not looking for companionship or a relationship." Her body stiffened with her words, and Terrence looked out over the lake so she wouldn't see his smile.

"Yes, you are, whether you realize it now or not. You never forgot and neither did I. I still can't forget you lying across my lap or your kiss with my cum on your lips.
 
It's all too ingrained inside my brain, and I can't get past you." He knew to keep his distance at the moment, his fangs started to ache, a sure sign they were about to descend. He decided to try a different approach.

"Claudia, I've come back for you. Maybe we’ll flash and burn, maybe it's for the long haul. Either way we're going to find out so I can get on with my life."

"You sound so hostile. You've made a long trip from wherever. Whatever you’ve had on your mind all this time isn’t my concern. I'm not interested."

"I know you shut down inside because your ex wasn't man enough for you and somehow convinced you it was your fault. The light is gone from your eyes. The spark has been stamped out. I can bring that back." He knew his extended pause was making her nervous. He finally smiled, knowing from her thoughts she was softening toward him. "What bothers you most is you know I'm right.
 
I know you think I'm crazy right about now, but I’m not.”

He'd spent a lot of time and money to investigate what happened to her. At first it seemed reasonable to find out if she was okay and then he could move on. But when he found her involved with her ex, he knew their relationship wouldn’t work. Terrance met him surreptitiously one night at his club. His telepathic suggestion to attend was more than the other man could resist and he was careful not to influence his actions. Terrance witnessed his behavior with other women and been disgusted. Hoping Claudia would see through the slimy façade, he’d not intervened. Why hadn't she seen the bastard only used her for her name and money?
 

Her ex turned out to be a prissy man, feminine in his own right. Terrence knew Claudia needed a masculine male, a man who wouldn’t apologize for what he was, the alpha figure. And he knew when she accepted the concept, she'd accept him as her alpha. A woman like Claudia needed a man like him, one who would let her be the woman she could be when free to explore and trust. He would earn her trust with time, and together they would explore life and its riches forever.

Most of all, he missed her solid body in his arms and pulled her tight to his chest. She didn’t attempt to pull away, rather accepted his embrace. Claudia wrapped her arms around his neck and drew his mouth toward hers. Terrance was thrilled with her show of interest, for he hadn’t planted the suggestion, she initiated the contact. He knew he’d not spank her every time they made love, but it left room to be free, to explore and experiment. In these years, he'd never found another woman he wanted to spend eternity with. The women he’d met in passing were fun but disposable. Claudia would be permanent. Now the time was right. He banded his arms around her and tugged her up against his erection. Noise from the party filtered down to them and she pulled away, suddenly anxious as her gaze scanned for interruptions.

Claudia watched him with an astonished glare. "I'd ask what it would take to get you to leave me alone, but I'm sure you tell me." She laughed openly, and he gave her a raised eyebrow look. "Oh, was I supposed to swoon and give praise because you issued an idiotic statement?" She stared him down but got no response. "Try again with another woman. I make all the decisions about my life and will continue to do so on my own. I appreciate your offer, but no thanks. I'm sure some other willing woman would love to be dominated by you."

He tried to hold back his temper, realizing she wanted an improper reaction so she could walk away with a clear conscience. Fear had entered her conscious mind and her reactions. He calmed her thoughts with his silent persuasion directly to her mind.

"Let's just be blunt, Claudia. I don't care about other women, I came back for you. Given time, you'll accept what we can have together, both in front of and behind closed doors.” He took a step toward her, knowing how hard it became for her to hold her ground. He read indecision in her thoughts. She wanted to be with him but was anxious what other people would think. "I want a life partner in all senses of the premise. You and I will have a private connection not all couples find. I know your deepest secret, and it doesn’t bother me you can’t have children.”

She stared at him with her mouth slightly agape.

“I’ve known all this time. I accept you as you are as you’ll accept me as I am. We belong together. I promise our lives will never be boring.”

"You can't build a relationship on sex alone."

"You can if the rest of your lives blend well."

"We had one crazy moment in time during the party with too much alcohol and too little costumes to be sane. We have no basis for a relationship. I know nothing about you."

He laughed aloud, knowing he annoyed her. "Is that how you've rationalized all these years? You know your ex could never satisfy you sexually before you married him. But you married him anyway, hoping to suppress the side of you that wants my palm on your ass. Wants to feel my cock deep in your pussy, longs to feel it stretch your ass.

"The woman who loved my cock with such awe and shared my seed with me is buried inside you. Did your ex ever use his fingers the way I did?" He paused to control his attitude, reminding himself it was his time frame, not hers. She had no idea he would choose tonight to come back and declare his feelings for her. He concentrated his thoughts, trying to keep his fangs from descending. Just because he knew his intentions tonight didn't mean she was ready to hear or accept them.

"None of it matters. It wasn't my hand against your skin, inside your body so he could never compare. You want to be stretched and possessed by me, Claudia. I'm not being rude, just truthful, and if you give yourself time to think it through, you’ll admit I'm right, however begrudgingly it may be."

They were quiet, watching the water before she finally conceded his point. At that moment, the angst he carried with him finally relieved.

"I'll admit some of the things you said are correct, but others aren't."

"Tell me where I'm wrong."

“I admit letting you take control that night was erotic. And no, I've never repeated it with any man. It would never be the same. Even if we did the exact same things now, it wouldn't be the same." Turning to walk away she added, "There's one thing you have to decide. Just how willing are you to be submissive behind closed doors on occasion?"

Terrence saw the look of aggression cross her face with a wicked smile. She knew she'd thrown him. Finally she laughed aloud then turned and left him alone.
 

He had to admit to himself she had surprised him. He hadn’t read those aspirations in her mind. For now, he’d give her a bit of space, until he had a better idea of what she actually had on her mind. Five years was a long time, and his reports on her were basic. The time had come to call her bluff.

Catching up with her at the buffet table, he leaned close, only Claudia hearing his words. "I'm willing to discuss some concessions, if it's what you need to get off.
 
But I have to wonder whether it's a bluff or if you really have the balls, no, that's wrong, the breasts to go through with the domination and truly appreciate its power?"

“You might be surprised. I'm not out to necessarily hurt you, rather to help you see the other side of what you take for granted."

"You call the time and place behind closed doors." He only got a simple nod as she moved away. Food wasn't appealing, it was only a prop. He carried a plate to a table and set it down. Blood raced toward his cock, rock hard at the idea she'd think to possess him. He'd give her the lead, but he knew in the end he'd still be in control.

* * * *

Near the end of the party she approached with an air of confidence he not seen before. "Are you married?"

"No, divorced."

"I want proof of your divorce."

He knew she was stalling but decided to play along if it would make her feel better. He'd get her a copy of the ten-year-old divorce decree after she’d become his kindred.
 

"You can have all the copies you want, Claudia. You're just stalling for time. What will you do when you have them? How will you put me off then?" He knew his cynical laugh grated on her.

"I'm trying to be practical. These days a girl can't be too careful. I know that for certain." She looked him in the eye adding, "Considering I don't even know your name, I would think it wouldn't be a lot to ask to make sure you’re not married or bankrupt. One husband after my money was enough." She moved away with a confident air until his blusterous laugh reached her. She paused but kept walking away from him, her shoulders squared.

Terrance had been wife-free ten years now, since just before he allowed his turn to vampirism. He’d chosen poorly in his first try, she’d been like a life sucking disease. When he divorced her, he healed. Unless you considered vampirism a disease. To many it was. To others it was an acceptance of immorality never expected.

Chapter 8

The party began winding down. Coffee and dessert were being served. The music slowed as the crowd thinned. She waited at the lakefront wondering if he’d come. He’d been right. She was bluffing, but only a bit. Seeing him again brought forth the outrageous fantasies she’d had through the years of being in complete control of him. One side of her liked the image. The other reverted to the submissive. It became a fine line she lived between fantasy and reality. Now reality had come back for her. Claudia wanted to grab it without question but hesitated. She watched the party from the distance, knowing inherently she didn’t belong with these people any longer. It only reinforced her decision to move away and start over where her past failures weren’t thrown at her at every turn.

That was when it struck her. She could have this man if she chose to. And why not, in all categories she knew him better than the man she married. This decision couldn’t be worse. A new found courage swamped her. For the first time in years she felt in control of her future.

“Are we here for a reason?” he asked, coming from the shadows.

She hadn’t realized he was there already. “I’m here because the party started to annoy me.”

“And you’d rather be annoyed by me?”

His deep laugh made her relax against her better judgment. “I’m here wondering what it would feel like to have your cock buried inside me, right now.”

He tilted his head to the left appraising her. “I thought you wanted copies of legal decrees.”

“One part of me does. The other wants to fuck you.”

“Which side will you choose?”

“Are you hard?” she asked, turning with more confidence than she realized she possessed. She took the few steps to eliminate the space between them. Claudia moved directly in front of him, dropping her arm, her hand grasping his crotch, his cock hard in her hand.

“Does that answer your question?”

His voice was low, and she tightened her hand around him. “Yes.”

“Open your pants,” she breathed in his ear, not letting go of her grip. He hesitated for only a second before his hands went to his belt, opening it with little fuss. She let go when he pulled down his zipper, but her hand caught his skin as he peeled back the material.

“I want you to lick my pussy until I come, but first…” She dropped before him, taking him in her mouth in one long pass. In the last years, she’d learned a lot about sex and love. She’d spent too much time wondering what it would be like to suck his cock. She wanted to know how his lips would bring her to orgasm.
 

Claudia drew her tongue along his length, knowing it was crazy to be here doing this when anyone could walk past. She didn’t care and realized it added to the thrill. His cock was hard and hot, his skin straining. His scent was a memory she’d never relinquished. Breathing deeply as she made repeated passes over him Claudia felt as if she’d finally found her mate. Her hands moved to his hips, her fingers holding him to her.

She moved away quickly, taking the material of his pants up his legs with her as she stood to take his mouth to hers. Claudia drew them back to the secluded bench. He followed without question, pausing as she turned before him.

“I’ve waited five years,” she said. Standing with her feet firmly planted, she lifted the material of her skirt above her knees, watching as he dropped before her without prompting. Bunching the rest of the material in his hands, he drew it higher on her naked thighs as he descended.

“No panties, just as I imagined. Only your cheeks need to be burning against the stiffness of the slip to remind you of my touch.”

There was no hesitation from him. He dropped to his knees and his tongue sought her out. She was wet, had been aroused for days it seemed, wondering if she’d see him again. His mouth suckled her clit, his tongue stroking against her lips. The sigh she heard in the night came from deep within her. She felt all the angst of her past float away as he continued to suckle her clit. Her hand dropped down and her fingers filtered through his black hair.

Claudia came when he slipped his index finger inside her, slick from her need and his lips. Clutching his shoulders for support, she allowed herself to revel in the release. Dropping her head back, she saw the full moon shining in the night sky above her as her body quaked around him.

He licked her clean and stood, taking her mouth to his. She accepted his kiss, wanting to share her essence. It was different tasting herself on his lips as opposed to tasting herself from her own finger.

“Fuck me,” she demanded, sighing as she dropped before him, drawing his pants back down his legs. She tasted him lavishly before deciding to take what she wanted.

In an act of confidence she didn’t know she possessed, she dropped over the bench, her own hands drawing the material up over her legs, baring herself to him. When she thought he might not take her invitation, she felt his hands on her hips, tugging her to him as he dropped to his knees. He pushed inside her wet pussy in one smooth motion.

Claudia drew a breath, his invasion complete. He was long and thick inside her, stretching her walls like never before. With each stroke, she moistened more, accepting his cock, pushing back against him, wanting more.

His hand came down against her cheek in a tap. “Who’s in charge, Claudia?”

“You are,” she answered breathlessly, “for now.”

There was no longer need for conversation. His hands continued to spank her buttocks as he continued to slip deep within her, then out.

When she felt close to the edge of coming, he pulled out of her. She began to complain, but he replaced his cock with his tongue, licking along her pussy lips, making her writhe against his mouth. His fingers bit lightly into her hips, holding her where he wanted her, pinching lightly against her newly reddened skin.

“Who’s in charge?” he asked again, rising to slip his cock back between her walls. When she didn’t answer immediately, he lightly resumed spanking her.

“You are, for now,” she repeated. Claudia couldn’t let go of the last thread of control she possessed and knew not to let his actions confuse her resolve. “Make me come,” she said boldly.

“How?” he breathed.

“The way I imagined, with your cock in my ass, my cheeks red from your hands.”

He surged inside her pussy, and she rewarded him by clenching her muscles around him. Her learning process had shocked her at first, and then she’d started to experiment on her own.

She’d even bought a dildo by mail order. That was when her mind started fantasizing about him doing all the things her plastic toy did, only of his action not by her hand.
 

She felt him withdraw, relieved when he licked her completely as his fingers again pinched her heated cheeks. Finally he pushed back in her pussy.

“Tell me how you’ve satisfied yourself all these years.” He held her hips tight to him and made only small motions inside her pussy. “Tell me, Claudia.”

“I bought a dildo,” she breathed out. “I sucked it and imagined it was your cock. I’d slip it inside me and fuck my pussy with it. I imagined it was you fucking me.” She paused, but he prompted her to continue with several slaps to her buttocks.

“Oh, all right.” It was stupid not to be truthful at this point. She’d waited five years for him to fuck her. She didn’t want to play games any longer. In reality, she didn’t know if she’d ever see him again. “At first I’d wet my finger and push it in my anus while I used the fake cock. Soon it wasn’t enough. I started to fuck my own ass with the dildo. Are you happy now? You know just how deviant I became wondering what it would feel like to have your dick up my ass.”

When she thought she could take no more he instinctively raised behind her. His cock slid between her slick pussy lips repeatedly until she felt his grasp change position. His finger invaded her and stretched her in the double penetration she’d craved for so long.

He didn’t prompt her, rather pulled his hand away, and on an outward stroke, pushed his cock back higher making his anal invasion complete.

She held back a gasp and started to let out short breaths, panting to work through the sting. His hands landing on her cheeks distracted her. With his cock gliding inside her, she dropped her hand to her clit, rubbing it in small circles until she plunged two of her own fingers between her vaginal walls.

Terrance gathered her hair in one hand and pulled her upright against his chest. As he fucked her ass from behind his mouth found her neck and sucked.

In a moment of strange clarity she understood what he was doing and let him. She didn’t struggle to get away. Instead she let him sink his teeth into her flesh. A strange warmth overtook her as he sucked her blood. Claudia’s orgasm was stronger than any she’d ever felt in her life. It was a feeling she never wanted to end.

Claudia came almost immediately but kept her body moving against his until she felt him stiffen behind her. He’d finally released his control, his cum seeping from her to mix with her climax. For long seconds they stayed still, Claudia garnering breath until it resembled a somewhat normal pattern. She let her hand drop and felt instantly empty. He stroked her a few short times before withdrawing completely.

His arm grabbed her around her waist and twisted her with his body until he’d managed to sit on the bench with her on his lap, facing him.

“Now who’s in charge?” he asked, his lips to her throat, licking the skin he’d pierced, sending a chill through her.

“You are for tonight,” she answered, laying her head on his shoulder.

“And tomorrow night,” he told her as his fingers found her nipple through the cloth, leaving no questions as she strained forward to fill his palm with her breast.

“I guess we’ll wait and see what happens.”

He took the chain belt from her waist and wrapped it around her throat several times, effectively hiding the marks his fangs left on her neck. He liked the metal clinging to her skin and decided it was another sign of his dominance over her.