Vampire Food 08: He Smelled Like Peach Pie (15 page)

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Russell!
” The comment was made without resentment, and in its purest form, it was true. It also sounded horrible. “Don’t say that.”

“I know it doesn’t reflect on me personally, or on the love you feel for me. It is just the truth. One of us alone is no longer enough.”

Em sighed. He was right, but it wasn’t how she wanted things. “I want to disagree with you, but it would be a pointless argument. I suppose that I gave Rory and Salt sanction to be with Mia, so fair is fair.”

“I know you don’t really want them with Mia, but you do really want to be with Shanagar, right?”

She nodded, shrugging. Her men knew her well and she was attracted to Shanagar.

“Then yes, I’m into this. Wanna play?”

Inwardly, she was torn by this decision, yet her future with Salt and Rory looked so bleak. If she let her mind dwell in longing for them, then she would certainly fall back into that place of emotional nothingness. She didn’t want to return there and take a chance that she might never get back. Her only option was to embrace the moment and follow her desires. What good would it do for her to reject Shanagar, only to ruin any hope that maybe things could be changed? Em would not do that.

With a determination to be as cheerful as possible, Em placed her hands sweetly behind her back and skipped back across the room. “Are you into this, Shanagar?”

“Remove your covering and I will tell you.”

Russell snuck up behind her, grabbing the bottom of her nightgown and tugging it off. Em suddenly felt somewhat timid. Shanagar was judging her body to see if she was acceptable. In a way that was very unnerving. He should know if he wanted to sleep with her, even if she had her clothing still on. “Why did I have to remove my nightgown for you to make a decision?”

“You didn’t. I have wanted to sleep with you since the first time you graced my eyes. Now I really want it. You have a beautiful body.”

The simple compliment made her smile. “Thank you. Do I get to see yours?”

“You were sleeping on top of mine.”

“I’m aware of that, but I haven’t had the visual pleasure.”

He flared out his palm in a gesture of agreement and shifted off the bed. Shanagar had slept with the small blanket between her and his lower body, and now he dropped it on the floor with a flare of the fabric. Em tried to fight the smile that wanted to make her cheeks bloom, but wasn’t quite succeeding. Shanagar also had a beautiful body. He had a well-defined twelve-pack of muscle that flowed down into shapely thighs and well-defined calves. His cock was wonderfully proportioned to the rest of his seven-foot plus frame. “Very nice.”

Russell grabbed her waist, tickling her. “The damn woman is drooling.”

“I am not. I don’t drool. I ogle, just like he was.”

Shanagar chuckled. “You two are quite amusing. I have to think that you are doing both things. Your grinning mouth is quite a telltale sign of your enjoyment. Do I equal out to the two existing men that are not here?”

She understood the question, but didn’t really appreciate it. She was trying not to consider what Rory and Salt were doing. She had to admit that even though Rory was smaller in every way, he had a more admirable shape. She adored his thin-hourglass waist against his broad shoulders. Rory also had nicer thighs. They weren’t any more muscled, but somehow were shapelier. Salt had his own set of admirable qualities. “I would find it difficult to make a direct comparison because the three of you are built so differently. I don’t compare my men. I love their qualities and admire what they were created with.”

Someone knocking on the door shattered the moment. Russell grunted and handed Em her nightgown so she could pull it back on. Shanagar grabbed his pants, tugging them up his legs and sitting down on the sofa. Russell went to answer the door. A young man stood with a small pouch in his hands. “Rory asked me to come up and get a blood sample from Em. Is that okay?”

Em nodded and sat down on the bed. “I have to ask, Saul, how did Rory choose who to send?”

He chuckled. “He didn’t have many options. He specifically asked for someone who could draw blood who didn’t have the hots for you. I think you are beautiful, but I already have two women and wouldn’t have the energy for another one. I volunteered.”

Em laughed at his chagrined expression. She held out her arm, sitting patiently as he scraped her skin and then gathered the fluid that flowed out. He put some of it in a small container with a tight seal and put a few more samples directly between two glass strips that he taped together along the edges. “Do you need a Band-Aid?”

“I think that I can survive without it. Were the hell did you get Band-Aids?”

“Believe it or not, we found a case of them in the storage cave. There is all sorts of shit in there.”

Em smiled. “I guess that Vidar and his minions were hoarders. Hey, Saul, do you have any idea who this room belongs to?”

He nodded slowly, his expression turning sad. “Mag and Harah, they both died in the sun. They were playing Monopoly and were killed pretty much instantly. We watched the video downstairs to see if we could spot what happened to the fucked four. It was horrific.”

“I can’t even imagine. What I saw was bad enough. Did you learn anything useful?”

“The four were seen walking out one of the caves that led to the outside about twenty minutes before the bombs started going off. We think they probably had a remote detonator with them. An outside video caught one of our helicopters leaving and one is missing, so they haven’t come back. They didn’t disable the onboard tracker though. We lost the signal somewhere around Georgia.”

“That’s interesting. Does Rory know?”

“Yes.”

Em raised her eyebrows to him in question. “And? I don’t want to hear that he took off on a personal vendetta without me.”

Saul chuckled and it struck her as odd. “He knows you well. He knew you would ask about the room and also how you would respond to what we discovered. He said to ask Russell about it.”

“I was planning on it. Tell my sweet Rory not to leave without me. I can fly a helicopter just as well as he can.”

“I will pass along the message. Have a nice night.” Saul rose and collecting his things, headed out into the hall. He shut the door quietly behind him and Em closed her eyes, pushing her thoughts to Rory.

He groaned loudly.
“No need to yell. I hear you.”

“Don’t you dare take off without me!”

“I’m not planning on it. It will take a few days to complete the tests on your blood and I want to be here to get the results. Then we will talk with no sexual intent. Okay?”

“Okay. I love you, and tell Salt I love him also.”

“We both love you, too. Go play. Sorry to have you interrupted so rudely.”

Em frowned at the comment.
“Was it intentional?”

“No. That wasn’t meant as sarcasm. I’m honestly sorry.”

He was honestly sorry because he had fucked Mia.
“Let me know what you find out.”

“I will.”
Rory broke off the mental connection and Em sighed.

“That was way TMI.”

Shanagar glared at her. “What’s TMI?”

“‘Too much information.’ Rory slept with Mia earlier before he went down to the labs.”

“Ah, so you need not be asleep to speak with him.”

“It takes a lot of mental energy to mind-speak outside of dreams, but we can do it. We usually keep the conversations short because it is very impersonal if we aren’t in the same room. Not my favorite thing to do.”

His grin was impish.
“But I am in the same room.”

Em frowned. His mouth had not moved and she hadn’t actually heard him speak.
“You can touch my mind?”

“Yes, very easily with little energy. My brain is far more trained than yours.”

“Your brain is 31.68 times older than mine,” she replied aloud.

“Point taken, so you are thirty-two?”

So Shanagar had a set of math skills equal to her own. She had a natural talent for quick basic math, but it would have taken her a few minutes to give the answer he did. Impressive. “I am.” Em slowly stripped off her nightgown, dropping it daintily on the chair that was still at the bottom of the bed. Shanagar responded by standing and removing his pants. She had almost forgotten that Russell was in the room until he stood up and shrugged off his robe. That made her feel instantly guilty, luckily, Russell couldn’t hear her mind, but was Shanagar still listening? Em hoped not.

“Russell, do you know if Becka has any family?”

He was obviously considering her question, his lips pursed for a moment. “I’m not really sure. When I first met her she said that the sonic had killed her clan. I assumed that she meant her family, but not necessarily. I vaguely remember her saying something about a sister, but she didn’t say where she lived.”

“So we know that Becka wants to be with her family. She is down south and she has a sister. Rory wants to get the test results on my life fluid first and then I guess we are heading south for the fall. I always wanted to see an alligator, maybe I’ll get my wish.”

Russell chuckled, but Shanagar didn’t. Em found his lack of amusement worrisome, but she didn’t want to dwell on it. There was time to ask him about it later. She had other things in mind for now.

Em sauntered up to Russell, standing before him. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to his lips, kissing her hard. She relished the attention, her lips and tongue taking his by storm. She could feel the strength in his arms, the muscles bulging with the handhold he had on her hair. Russell was not usually so forceful with her and it was a nice twist that she had not expected.

He released her, pulling back from her completely. “I will not ask you to name your poison, because I know you will be pussyfooting around my feelings. Go fuck him, I’ll join in.”

Em was stunned by his blatant command. It was, however, exactly what she wanted. He was right, she would have hesitated with the fear of hurting him. With a saucy flash of a grin, she leaned and pecked him on the mouth. Russell responded with a chuckle and when she turned to walk to the bed, he slapped her hard across her ass. Em jumped, but the hot feel of his handprint on her was enthralling.

She strolled over to Shanagar and stood before him. He raised his eyebrows to her. “I see the queen enjoys being treated roughly?”

“I have my particular favorites. I won’t tolerate abuse, but…What says the king?”

“The king says that it’s perfectly fine with him. I have learned a few interesting games over the years of my life. This is not the time to get into them though. I would need some preparation and at the moment, just the feel of your…what are the current terms for a woman’s sex organs?”

“I prefer pussy or cunt. Twat will do if you must, but it isn’t my favorite word.”

“Okay. Just the feel of little pussy is very compelling at the moment. Are you any good with your mouth?”

“Very.”

He raised his hand, turning it palm up toward his semi-erect cock. Em sauntered to the bottom of the bed and knelt between his legs. In a flash, he sat up. He grabbed her under her arms, flipping her forcefully end to end and dropping her onto her back. “Now come straddle me. I like that position better. I wanna see and taste what will be consuming my manliness.”

Em liked that idea even better. “They call it a dick or a cock.”

“Thank you.”

She grinned and slid over his chest, with her knees to either side of his head. He used her thighs to move her upward as she lowered her mouth to his impressive cock. She tested the firmness and reaction with the tip of her tongue, swirling it over the bulbous head. The man had a very nice-shaped dick. The head was oddly mushroom-like, with noticeable veins that were like protrusions that swirled over the surface. As she slowly wrapped her lips around it, it jerked to life, rising to the occasion with complete conviction. His ample warrior definitely had a desire to serve the kingdom of King Shanagar. Slowly lowering her head, Em used her tongue to trace the enticing veins.

Shanagar pushed her outer pussy lips wide, the touch of his warm fingers unfamiliar. One of them flowed over the inner wall to the side of her cunt, stroking upward toward her clit and then skimming over it to move back down toward her pussy. It was as if he was getting a feel for her inner skin and it was wonderful. Em hadn’t considered the size of his hands until he spread her with his palms. The skin on both sides from upper tip down to the outer pussy was held open to completely expose her innerness.

She gasped, sucking hard on his cock as he gave her clit a single, hard lick. He used what she thought was his first finger to gently stroke the outer hood of her clit back. Em was overwhelmed for a second by the shifting of the inner muscle. Her men did wonderful things to create sensation in that area, but they rarely tightly tugged back the overlying skin as Shanagar just had.

Continuing her lusty consummation of his beautiful dick, Em kept a good portion of her mind on what he was doing. Keeping the hood open with one finger, he used the one on the opposing hand to gently stroke the tiny, exposed muscle. It caused her pussy to swell with sensation, tiny spasms wracking her. It was glorious attention and when Shanagar added the stroke of his tongue to lap at the outer lips of her pussy, Em’s body jerked with the sensation. She had no idea why what he was doing felt so overly magnificent, but it really did. Shanagar sealed his lips to her flesh, sucking gently as he inserted his tongue. It wiggled and licked at the inner nerves, enraging them as her cunt began to gently pulse with demanding desire. Was he really going to make her climax with his mouth? Em wasn’t sure if she wanted that just yet, but he wasn’t giving her an option, the feel of his actions overwhelming.