ROMANCE: Vampire Romance Collection (Menage BBW Young Adult Paranormal) (Vampire Shapeshifter Romance Short Stories) (2 page)

BOOK: ROMANCE: Vampire Romance Collection (Menage BBW Young Adult Paranormal) (Vampire Shapeshifter Romance Short Stories)
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In her mind’s eye, she saw his face and felt his hot breath on her neck.  He slid down on her, his hands holding her shirt up above her breasts.  He nuzzled her stomach.  His teeth lightly nipped at her belly, and then he kissed her belly button.  She could feel his hot breath against her skin.  She reached up and pulled her shirt completely off.   

“I’ve been thinking of nothing but you, Sage.” Marcus said.  “You are mine.  I need you more than I’ve ever needed anyone.”  He kissed her belly again, slightly lower than before.

“I want you, too, Marcus.” she responded heatedly. 

He moaned a little, but replied, “I don’t think you quite understand.  The need I feel for you is more than just a physical one.  I want you to be mine.  I want to be the only man who can make you come.  I want you to look at me and shudder from imagining the things I do to your body like this.”   He lowered his head to the sweet spot located at the apex of her thighs.  She was already dripping wet with anticipation.  She could feel his breath as his tongue lapped at the top of her crevice.  He teased her.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed his hands rubbing away her tension and his tongue lightly teasing her most delicate places.  His mouth seemed to be everywhere as he kissed, nipped, and licked here and there.  He trailed back up toward her ample breasts.  His lips settled on her right nipple, and she felt a shock run throughout her entire body.  She melted into the bed just a little further, letting him have complete control. 

              He sucked her nipple through his teeth, which made her reach out and pull his head tighter against her body.  She could feel that smirk of his spread into a grin against her breast.  She trembled at his touch.  He bit, tugged, and continued to nip as she strained against him.

              His lips spread her softly as his tongue probed her heat.  She moaned as she suddenly realized she was at the precipice of the most intense orgasm of her life.  Just then, she opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling of her bedroom.  She felt as if her bones had dissolved, and her muscles gently boiled away as she realized it was nothing more than a fantasy.  Still, desire ached within her with the pounding of her heart.  She needed to come, and she needed to come now.  If she did not, she felt as if she would teeter off the edge of insanity.         

She penetrated herself with the full length of her fingers as she imagined him penetrating her.  Her fingers caressed her sweet spot as she imagined how hard Marcus pounded her that night as if he was claiming her—letting her know that she belonged to him.  Never had she liked the idea of being claimed or owned by anyone—until Marcus.  She wanted him to claim her repeatedly.  She wanted to be near him—to have him drive her wild.  She wanted him with a passion she had never felt before.  She craved him like a heroin addict craves the next fix.  As she thought of the low growl that rumbled from within his chest, she cried out as she felt her climax grip her fingers tightly.  She could not move, but she had to. 

              Suddenly, her senses tuned back toward the sounds of the house.  She listened for Angelica’s footsteps, in fear that her outcry had disturbed Angelica or worse—brought attention to the fact Sage had just pleasured herself because she was driven mad by a recent memory.  When she realized she was safe, she exhaled a sigh of relief.  That was a close call, she thought to herself.  Why did I just do that?  I have not done that in years.  There was never a real need.  Sage began to wonder about herself.  She had never been a prudish type, but she has always been too tired at the end of the day to bother with her frustrations from the day by doing anything more than sleeping.  She always kept busy, so she never noticed.  Yet now, there was no denying the need that had been awakened by not one, but two handsome men. 

              She laid her head on her pillow with every intention of going to sleep, but it was not quite working out that way.  It was going to be a long night.

 

***

             

Sage woke up a little later than her normal time, but she went about her usual routine with one exception—she decided she would go to the local mall instead of her usual routine of going to work.  Perhaps she would find something new and interesting to wear. 

She arrived at the mall and went to one of her favorite shops.  After picking out a cute pair of capri pants and a lacey halter top, she ran next door and got a manicure and pedicure then grabbed a quick lunch.  After she was done with her day of retail therapy and mini-spa day, she headed to her car. It was 3:30 already and she needed to bust ass to get home and get ready for her date.

Sage whipped into the driveway of her brick town house, and pulled into the garage. As she walked through her dining room, she saw her message light blinking on the answer machine. She ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time before she rounded the top and into her bedroom. Pressing the play button on the machine, she went over to her dresser to get a clean bra and a clean pair of underwear. As she was removing the tags from a matching set she had picked out a few weeks ago from Victoria Secret as she heard his voice.  Goosebumps covered her skin as she began to shake.  How did he find me? When did he even get out of jail, she wondered.  Suddenly, Sage dropped to the floor, afraid to move, afraid he was watching her.

Jake Matthews--the only man she had ever given her whole heart to, the man whom she lost her virginity too, the man she had planned to a marry, and the man who took every ounce of self-esteem and freedom from her—was on the other end of the phone as the recording played.  She curled into a ball as she replayed what he said in her head. 

“My dearest Sage. It's been too long since I caressed your smooth skin. Did you think I had forgotten how you feel beneath me? Have you forgotten how I feel, as my cock is sliding in and out of your tight pussy, tearing your walls apart?  Don't worry my dear.  I am coming for you and this time I won't let you get away...alive."  His words were followed by a twisted maniacal laughter.  Sick with fear, Sage crawled into her master bathroom and emptied the contents of her stomach into the toilet. She had lost all track of time as she sat their staring at the wall. She began to feel a vibration in her pocket and reach into to retrieve her cell phone. An unknown number came across the screen.  She froze.  Her phone dropped to the floor and cracked the screen.  The phone vibrated a second time, but this time, it was incoming text from the same number. With shaky hands, Sage picked up the phone and read the text.

Marcus: Sage this is Marcus, are you alright? I have been down stairs knocking on the door for the last twenty minutes?

Sage sighed.  Relief washed over her as she realized it was only Marcus, but the relief was short-lived as she suddenly realized she had forgotten about their date entirely. 

Sage: I am sorry, I am in a bit of a mess and in no shape to go out tonight, can we reschedule?

Tears began to fall, as the phone vibrated in her hand again.

Marcus: Of course we can reschedule, but please let me in. If you want to talk, I'll listen, we can order some take-out, or maybe you could just use the company.

Sage didn't know what to say, this man was so sweet and it was almost like her knew she needed someone, and she needed not to be alone.  Besides, she justified the fact that with him, there was no way that Jake would ever think to approach her home or her, for that matter.

Sage: Of course, just give me a few minutes to freshen up and change my clothes.

Sage flushed the toilet, grabbed a wash cloth and washed her face before she grabbed her phone, turned off the light, and exited her bathroom.

 

***

             

Sage quickly changed from her jeans and tank top, to a pair of yoga pants and a fresh t-shirt. She left her hair down, allowing it to fall over her shoulders as she quickly ran a brush through it. She quickly made her way down stairs and to the door. As she opened the door, her voice caught in her throat. Standing before her was Marcus, but instead of being dressed in his normal slacks and button up shirt, he was in jeans and a nice pullover, with sandals on his feet. In his hand, he held a small bouquet of sunflowers, her favorite flower.  How did he know, she wondered.

She quickly stepped back, as she found her voice.

"Hello Marcus, I am terribly sorry for tonight, please come in." she said. 

As Marcus followed her in, she swiftly shut the door and locked it behind him. Marcus gave her a curious look as he spoke, "Hey Sage, I am glad you still let me in. I was beginning to get worried when you didn't answer the door, even more so when you didn't answer the phone.  But when you responded to my text, I figured you could have used some company instead and a quiet evening in.”

"How did you get my number?"she asked, as she eyed him supiciously.

"I called Jodie when you didn't come to the door after fifteen minutes." he said, looking shy and embarrassed.

"Oh, it's been a long afternoon." she replied, her features falling, "Thank you for being so considerate."

Conversation between Marcus and Sage came like second nature as they had ordered Chinese food and shared a glass of wine. Marcus didn't pry for information.  He didn’t want to make her uncomfortable—not now.  Now since he finally had her attention.  Still, he was obviously curious, but restrained himself out of respect.  Yet, somehow, Sage felt comfortable enough to share the events that transpired prior to his arrival over dinner.  She figured that it just might do her some good to talk to someone.  After all, five years was a long time to keep this to herself.  Perhaps it was time to let someone in—even if only a little.  

 

***

             

As dinner arrived, Marcus greeted the delivery man at the door while Sage set out the plates, utensils, wine glasses, and the wine itself.  Marcus quickly paid for their food and returned to the dining table in the eat-in kitchen. They both worked together making their plates and pouring the wine.

As they began to eat, Sage took a big swig of her wine and then looked at Marcus. "Marcus, I feel I need to explain my behavior this afternoon, but before I do, I must warn you that my past isn't as pretty as my present." Sage said as she took a small bite of her food.

"Sage, whatever you need to say, I am here to listen and I promise I won't judge you." Marcus said as he dabbed the corner of his mouth with his napkin and sat back to listen.  Sage began to regale him with the tale of what happened five years ago.  She spoke of Jake and how they first met.  She described how she was young and fell head over heels in love with him—and that he was her first love.                “And then, he asked me to marry him.” she explained.  Silence fell over the room like the night blanketed the Earth after dusk.  As the minutes ticked by, Marcus watched the emotions played across her face.  He saw fear, pain, hurt, regret, loss, but most importantly he saw this beautiful woman, the woman he knew he loved, breaking all over again from the events that haunted her past.

After a few moments, Sage finally told him the rest of the story. “That was when things started to turn ugly.  It was just a slap in the face at first.  We were having a fight over something stupid—the guest list, I think—but then, it became commonplace.  The abuse became regular.  The fights were just about an everyday occurrence.  A black eye here, a busted lip there…but nothing permanent.  Then, the unthinkable happened.  I came down with the flu and was not up to my—as he called it—‘soon-to-be wifely duties.  He blamed me for having a one hundred and three degree temperature saying that I got sick because I didn’t want to have sex with him that night.  He told me that being sick was no excuse to not take care of him.  That night, he climbed on top of me.  No matter how hard I fought…”  Tears began to stream down her face.  Marcus thought of nothing but to comfort her.  However, a rage developed in him that he had never felt before in his almost one thousand years on the planet. 

She continued.  “The next night, I was still sick, but could barely move.  I still had the flu.  He called home from the bar and told me to dress in something sexy and fix myself up.  He said I better have dinner cooking and almost done for him.  I was sick and could not get out of bed.  I put down the phone and fell asleep.  He came in and was furious.  He snatched me out of bed and told me I was stupid for defying him.  I tried to explain that I had fallen asleep because of the medication I was taking, but he didn’t care.  He back handed me across the room, knocking my head into a china hutch.  Before I could recover, he was on me, with a knife in hand.  He cut my cheeks from my ear to my chin on both sides of my face.  Then, he began to slam his fists into my ribs.  After a while, I blacked out.  I woke up twenty-four days later in the intensive care unit in the hospital.  Apparently, I had been in a coma.  The doctors were amazed that I pulled through.  He broke six of my ribs in four places per rib, shattered my jaw, fractured my skull, and fractured my femur.  He quite literally beat me within an inch of my life and left me for dead.  My parents hired the best lawyer, and we pressed charges.  He was put in prison, but apparently he got out. He somehow managed to find my number.  I came home after a shopping trip to the mall for our date and discovered a message on my machine.  I thought maybe that it was from you, but I was so wrong.  Once I heard his voice, my body shut down. I replayed the message over and over in my head before I became sick. Then you called, and the rest is history."

BOOK: ROMANCE: Vampire Romance Collection (Menage BBW Young Adult Paranormal) (Vampire Shapeshifter Romance Short Stories)
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