Saved By Blood (The By Blood Vampire Series Book 3) (19 page)

“But that’s awful!  Are you telling me that’s what it means to be what you are?”

Celia smiled at Megan and Philip could see before she even moved that Celia was going to hurt her.  He wanted to stop it, to get to her, but he just couldn’t move fast enough.  All those years ago, Celia had been five steps ahead of him and it seemed that it was still the case.

In one fluid motion, Celia took Megan into her arms, almost as if to engage her in a lover’s embrace.  But there was no love here, only a little silver knife.  Was it the same one that had been used in his almost murder?  He thought that it might be, that something like that was just her style.  She took it and pressed it against Megan’s neck, her face never losing that sweet, disturbingly angelic look.

“Sweet little dear, of course that’s what it means to be what I am.  How do you think he’s managed to stay alive this long?  Do you think he’s a vegetarian?  Power is messy, it’s a dirty business.  I’d love to say that I could give you more time to think it over, but I’m afraid our lover has taken that away.”

“I don’t need more time,” she choked out in a voice that was so much stronger than it had any right to be, “I don’t want any part of it.  I won’t ever be like you.”

“Well alright,” she said with a sadness that never touched her eyes, “if you’re really sure.  I was so hoping that I could persuade you but in lieu of that I’ll take the next best thing.  You have no idea how powerful your blood is.  This will sustain me for a long, long time.”

The things that came next happened very slowly and very quickly, all at the same time.  Philip saw Megan shut her eyes, saw the solid resolve to go out being the person he thought that she might have just recently decided she wanted to be.  He saw the faintest movement in Celia’s delicate wrist and the gleam of the knife in the air.  It acted like some kind of electricity on him, like some elixir of life, and his feet came unstuck from the molasses they had been encased in.  It was almost as if he could fly, he moved so fast, and in the blink of an eye it was Celia in his grasp instead of Megan in hers. 

“One more lovers’ embrace, is that what you want?  Sweet boy, you always were too emotional.”

Her hand raised into the air, the fingers splayed and shaking, and Philip saw in Megan’s eyes that whatever came next was going to be fatal.

He held Megan’s gaze for a moment that seemed to stop time, begging her with his eyes to forgive him for what he was about to do.  Then his lips drew back and his teeth plunged into her perfect neck, felt the force of her life leave her body and flow into his.

Epilogue

“Mmm.  Morning, mister.  How long did you let me sleep this time?”

Megan rolled over to look at him and Philip was struck by how goddamned beautiful she was, the same way he was struck by it every time he looked at her.  He thought that he could look at her for every day of his immortal life and never grow tired of looking at that perfect face.  At the moment, said perfect face was giving him that ‘I’m not a fan of being woken up’ look, but they both knew that it was a joke.

It was a part of their ritual.  One of those little rituals that he supposed every couple had but knowing that didn’t mean that he was any less thrilled by the rituals they held between them.  It was something he know many men found boring and the only thing in his decades of life that had held his attention for any real length of time.

He thought about how he wouldn’t have been ready for something like this when he had merely been a man, about how grateful he was to have been given this chance at making his immortality really mean something. 

He could have gotten lost in those thoughts and those mesmerizing green eyes and he probably would have, too, if the eyes hadn’t taken on a mischievous look he knew very well as her hand snaked down beneath the covers.

“Oh good,” she said merrily, “you didn’t forget my new rule.”

“How could I?” he laughed, feeling like a teenager again. “It was a very specific kind of a rule.”

“As far as I’m concerned, it’s only fair.  If I have to be woken up it should only be by a very handsome, very naked man.”

“Of course, it’s only fair.”

Her hand continued down, her fingertips tracing the length of his abs and then lingering along the line of his hips.  His breath quickened, his eyes shut, and when her teasing fingers finally closed around a member that was instantly (always, he thought, always and forever) aching for her, he let out an animalistic moan.

“Do you like that?” she whispered in his ear, her sweet breath brushing against his ear and causing all of the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up.

“Don’t tease me, woman,” he growled, “you know I don’t like to wait for things.”

“No, you don’t, do you?  Not at all.”

Her mouth moved from the whispering to his lips, sucking on his bottom lip before slipping her tongue inside of his mouth and licking along the line of his incisors.  Even after almost a year together, he was amazed by how much of a turn-on it was to be able to be all of what he really was with a woman.

He had always been a fan of sex, just like every other male on the planet, but he had never known good sex until he had known sex with Megan.  With all of the secrets, all of the confusion gone, there was no veil or barrier between them. 

He could still remember the way that he had worried that her being of the light and him being of the dark would mean that they wouldn’t be able to be together and he felt that same rush of gratitude for that not being the case.

Caroline had explained it all to the two of them.  Far from being star-crossed lovers, them coming together had been the perfect balance of the forces.  It had been the stars aligning, the balance of power being righted.  However you wanted to explain it, it had been right.

It was why they had been so drawn together from the beginning, why she hadn’t been able to stay away from his home and he hadn’t been able to keep from going after her.   It had given him something he had given up on a long, long time ago.  Real, lasting love. 

“Hey there, mister, am I boring you?  Because I can always take care of myself if I am.”

He looked down upon her perfect naked body, brought back from his remembering to see that her free hand had slipped down between her own thighs.  Her fingers moved expertly in perfect little teasing circles and all the while her eyes never left his.

Shit, if he thought he was turned on before he didn’t even know what word would explain the way he was feeling now.  It was like he would die if he didn’t push himself inside of her and growling in a feral kind of a way he flipped her on top of him.  She straddled him, hovering just above reach and taking one of his hands in her own, placing it on her breasts and moaning when his thumb began to move roughly over nipples hard enough to break glass. 

Her head tossed back and eyes shut tight, hair messy from sleep that had only recently been abandoned.  She looked like a goddess to him and he could wait no more.  He took himself in his hand and guided his throbbing organ inside of her, moaned again as he felt her clench around him.  Her body rocked forward, her breasts grazing his chest, and she started to move her hips slowly, so slowly, her eyes once again upon his face.

“Is this what you want?” she whispered, her voice fierce and so full of power and life.

“You,” he groaned with ferocity to match, “I want you.  For the rest of our days, you.”

She nodded and at the same time, the movement of her hips sped up, his own coming up off the bed to match.  He snaked his hand down between their writhing bodies and found her clit, his fingers moving just as surely there as her own had just a moment ago.

He loved this body so much, had memorized everything about it, and that included the motions that would make her scream.  His fingers worked their magic, her hands coming down on his chest and leaving what she would later notice were impressively long scratches there.  Her breath sped up and he could hear the beating of her heart inside of her chest. 

Once upon a time the smell and sound of her blood would have sent him into a feeding frenzy.  That was no longer the case.  She had helped him to control his hunger and when he needed to feed she was able to manufacture blood for him with her sorcery.  She was a very strong witch indeed, the strongest the world had ever seen, and her powers grew every day. 

Her ancestor schooled her, the one whose spirit lived inside of her.  According to Caroline’s books and Antoine’s memories, it was the good witch who had been known only by the name Songbird when she had been destroyed by the dark contingency of witches at the time of the coven’s split.

The Songbird’s body had perished but her spirit had lived on, dormant and waiting for the witch who would change the tides.  That witch was Megan and now the two of them were merged, giving Megan deep wells of untapped power and the ability to live forever without ever having to harm a soul.  It was her purity that gave her that, something that Philip was still in awe of.

“Oh god.” Megan gasped, her head rocking from side to side and her hands moving behind her to grab his legs for extra leverage. “Philip, it’s coming.  I’m going to come!”

Her body began to shake, to close even tighter around his thrusting member, and he watched her face, waiting for that moment of release.  He saw her eyes roll into the back of her head, heard her let out a scream as her whole body shook helplessly, and with one final thrust he allowed himself his own release. 

He felt the weightlessness that release always gave him with her, like he had momentarily defied gravity.  He saw the little bursting stars behind his closed lids and the two of them rocked that way together until the last aftershock of their pleasure finally subsided. 

Very shortly the two of them would get out of bed.  They would give Caroline a call, see what was new with the order. 

Celia being gone went a long way towards making things safer but she had been far from the only evil thing in the world.  There was still plenty of work for the order to do and Philip and Megan gladly did their part. 

They would do it on this day, too.  But first he would hold her for just a little while longer.  He would hold her and thank whatever gods resided in heaven above for the privilege of having her belong to him and him to her.

THE END

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