The Guilty Innocent (21 page)

I walked into the living room and sat down on one of the comfortable reclining chairs. Elise had taken Sergio into the other bedroom to heal the bullet wound in his thigh. Xavier laid in a fetal position on the sola, whimpering softly as hunger pains ravaged his body. Finally, I could take it no longer, I walked over to Xavier and lightly touched his shoulder.
H
e looked up at me, his grey eyes full of pain. It was then, that
I
noticed he had been shot several times. I could see by the amount of damage done to his bloodstained shirt where the bullet holes had entered his back.

“Oh Xavier!” I said, my hand going to my mouth at my shock as tears fell from my eyes.

“It doesn't hurt, it's okay,” he said.

“No, it's not okay! I don't want to see you suffer any longer!” I stated, he looked at me, eyes questioning. “Drink from me, Xavier. It's okay.” I said, a bold move I know but I would not see him in pain.

He looked at me, his eyes softening. “Are you sure, Natasha? You don't have to do this,” he said softly.

“I know I don't have to...I want to, please.” I said sincerely as I leaned closer to him.

John walked towards us then kneeled down behind me. I could feel his chest against my back. “After her, then I will share,” he said. “It should hold you over until the heat calms down enough for us to hunt undetected.”

I turned and smiled at him. Even though he had fed recently, I knew he would be weak after he shared with Xavier, I just hoped he would not be in pain. Xavier's eyes focused on me again and his hand caressed the side of my face gently.

“I have never met anyone like you before, you are extraordinary,” he said tenderly.

The tears were flowing freely from my eyes, but I was not as sad as I was a moment ago. “Are you going to feed or not?” I asked bravely.

He smiled and sat up on the sofa. He slid off of the cushions and kneeled in front of me. He held my head in both of his hands and he kissed me softly on the lips. Then he tilted his head to the side and I began to tense.

“Relax, my love,” he whispered in my ear.

I trusted Xavier, I knew he would not harm me. I started to relax my body, a second later I felt his fangs pierce my skin and I cried out against the pain. John held me in place so that I could not injure myself by pulling away, which is what I tried to do, it's my instinct to shrink away from anything painful. The excruciating pain of Xavier's bite began to transform into a most delightful pleasure. My body felt as light as a feather as he drank from me. The most unbelievable pleasure coursed through my veins sending ecstatic tingles throughout my limbs. I felt an orgasm build from between my legs. It grew and grew with Xavier's feeding then in the moment that seemed like it would last forever, indescribable pleasure exploded within my entire body and I whimpered in ecstasy. My body jerked as spasms rippled through me. Regrettably, I felt Xavier release me, he pulled away from me licking his lips.

John held me still, then he lifted me into his arms and laid me gently in the chair opposite the sofa. After checking me over, John walked over to Xavier, kneeling down in front of him. He tilted his head back and Xavier wasted no time biting into John's flesh. Sergio walked out of the bedroom carrying a clean set of clothes in his hands, with Elise following, both watched Xavier feed. Sergio sat down in the chair next to mine and immediately began examining me.

“Are you okay?” he asked as he completed his examination.

I nodded. “Yeah, just a little weak,” I said softly.

“That's understandable, you didn't get a chance to chow down on you seafood platter,” Sergio teased lightly.

“Don't remind me,” I chuckled weakly. Up until Sergio brought it up, I had not thought about my missed opportunity to gorge myself on shrimp and lobster.
Thanks a lot, ya bastard!

Sergio rose and walked into the kitchen. I could not take my eyes off of Xavier and John, I had never seen two vampires sharing blood. Both Xavier and John began to have orgasms, their bodies rocking with the climax as Xavier held fast to John's neck. Xavier's moans were muffled by John's flesh as his body remained tensed. John panted heavily as he rode the climax, his grip on Xavier weakened then his hands fell to his sides. Xavier pulled away slowly and looked into John's eyes.

“Look at me, are you okay?” Xavier asked as he ran the tip of his pink tongue over his full bottom lip. John nodded weakly, and Xavier smiled,
then he
leaned forward and kissed John lightly on the lips. “Thank you.”

Xavier rose from his kneeling position and lifted John off the floor, laying him gently on
the
sofa. John's eyes were closed as he recovered from the feeding. Xavier rose and walked towards me, he looked down at me, smiling. His fingertips caressed my cheek lightly. He was beautiful, his skin was warm and flushed.

As I looked up into his face, I knew at that moment that I did love him.

“I love you,” I said without really meaning to say it out loud. Must be the aftereffect from the loss of blood to babble out your inner most thoughts for all to hear. It did not seem to bother Xavier in the least. His smile grew wider as he leaned down to kiss me deeply, his warm tongue caressing mine in a tender passionate kiss. After a few seconds he pulled away. I looked up to see Sergio walking out of the kitchen, frowning.

“We have to get some food in here seriously!” he walked over to the sofa and moved John’s legs out of the way then sat down. John lifted his head, tossing Sergio an irritated look, then laid his head back down.

“Here,” Sergio tossed Xavier some clothes. “Try not to bloody these up.”

Xavier smirked. “I'll do my best.”

Xavier left the room for a few minutes and returned wearing the clean clothes. He sat down on the floor next to me.

“Okay, they have Devin and I want to get him back, what is the plan?” Sergio asked in a no-nonsense tone.

“Let me make a phone call.” Xavier said then he rose and walked towards the telephone. “We'll need weapons, we're fighting with an enemy who knows what we are, there's no telling what type of ammunition they have to use against us.”

Xavier dialed a number then put the receiver to his ear. He waited for a few seconds then he began to speak to the person on the other end, only he spoke Italian. At least, that's what it sounded like to me. I couldn't speak a word of Italian...or any other language besides English for that matter. The sound of Xavier's voice as he spoke in a foreign tongue was so sexy! Sergio and Elise looked at Xavier and I saw Sergio shake his head and laugh. I assumed he and Elise spoke Italian also. I watched Xavier on the telephone, he seemed to disagree with something they were discussing. Then he hung up and looked at us.

“What's going on, you look upset?” I asked.

“I asked for some weapons, but they want something in return,” Xavier paused.

I guess this was the moment when I was supposed to ask, 'what?' so I did. “What?”

“It appears that their Don wants to be turned into a vampire. Can you believe that!?” Xavier asked in disbelief. I was shocked! Any more surprises like this and I might have a heart attack.

“What are you going to do?” I asked.

“Call Darian,” Elise said.

I looked at her and she shrugged her shoulders. I looked back at Xavier and he was nodding his head. He picked up the telephone and dialed the police station, I assumed. When someone answered, Xavier asked for either Warren or Matthew. After a few moments I could hear a male's muffled voice over the receiver.

“Warren?” Xavier asked. “Oh, I'm sorry, hi Matthew this is Xavier. Look, I need a huge favor. Would it be possible for me to speak with Darian, this is important.” Xavier listened to Matthew's response, every few seconds he would say, “uh huh,” or
“I
see.”

“Well that could work, do you mind?” Xavier asked. “Great, thanks.” He hung up the telephone, then dialed another number and waited for an answer. Someone did answer and Xavier seemed pleased. He stood silent for a few minutes, then he began to speak.

“Darian, we have a problem,” Xavier said, then he began to explain to Darian all that had taken place. “Yeah, she's alright, unharmed. But they've kidnapped Devin.” Xavier paused as he listened. “Devin is one of Elise's Pride members, we have to save him, but we need weapons. I've been shot several times already by silver bullets. I've never been more relieved in my whole life by the fact that silver doesn't harm us or I would have been in trouble otherwise,” Xavier said as he began to pace the room.

I don't think he was nervous, he was very calm as he walked back and forth.

“Yeah, I called them, but get this; they want us to turn their Don into a vampire in exchange for the weapons. He said we would not owe him a thing if we do that.
If
we do not grant his request, he won't help us.” Xavier listened lo Darian's response. “Yes Darian, we need them-badly. You know
I
wouldn't have called for your permission otherwise.”

“Darian just asked him if it was necessary for us to have weapons!” Sergio snorted.

“Quiet!” Elise ordered, Sergio frowned but remained quiet.

“Are you sure...very well, be careful Darian. These people want you dead. Watch your back...I love you.” Xavier said the last statement softly. He hung up the telephone and walked over to John who looked up at Xavier with a slightly annoyed expression.

“Tell me I heard wrong?” he asked.

“Nope, you heard right. I have to call the Don back and tell him to bring the weapons, you have to turn him,” Xavier replied, confirming what John did not want to accept.

“Why do I have to do it!?” he asked as he pouted.

“Because Darian said so. That is really your only reason, but I'll give you another for the sake of argument. You are younger and not as strong as I am. If he has to make a mob boss a vampire then he'd rather not give him too much power and strength.” Xavier said as he walked towards the telephone.

John didn't say anything else, he only pouted on the sofa. Xavier called the mobsters back and spoke with them a little then hung up. I looked at John and snickered slightly, it was sort of comical to look at a grown man pout, even though the situation was nowhere near humorous.

“Why don't you want to do it?” I asked, curious as to why he seemed so against it.

“Because, I heard it hurts and it would be my first time. Besides, I'm not too thrilled about my first convert being someone I could care less about.” John said, then he rose and left the room. Xavier stood by the window, his arms crossed over his chest. He watched John walk out of the room and made no effort to stop him.

“Aren't you going to talk to him, he seems really upset?” I asked, looking towards the direction of the door, then back at Xavier. He turned and looked out of the window for a few moments, then he turned to face me again.

“For us, bringing someone over is an extremely intimate process. We do it strictly out of love or in some extreme cases, for survival.” He walked closer to my chair then sat down on the floor in front of me, legs stretched out before him as he leaned back, supported by his hands.

“There are those who will turn a mortal into a vampire for pleasure, or torture. But Darian has taught us differently. It is his strict teachings that a mortal should never be turned unless it is out of love. However, in this case it is for survival.” Xavier informed me. I thought about what Xavier said and I now understood why John was so upset. I glanced down at my clothes, they were disgusting! I decided now was a good time to change, the ones I was wearing were splattered with Xavier's blood. I excused myself and walked into the bedroom and took a thorough shower, then put on a fresh change of clothes. When I emerged, I looked at Xavier sitting on the floor in his lounging position and smiled.

“Xavier, how did you meet Darian?” I asked as I sat down in one of the comfortable chairs.

He laughed outright then smiled at me. Sergio and Elise were watching us, Sergio was still brooding and I did not blame him. But I wanted to take my mind off of everything that had happened. Even though, taking my mind off of things now would not prevent all of the nightmares I was sure to have later.

“What is the fucking plan!?” Sergio growled as he glared at Xavier.

Xavier turned to look at Sergio, he nodded. “Well, the 'fucking plan' is this, we storm the fucks. Sound good to you?” Xavier asked. Sergio smiled, his mood seem to lighten slightly.