What was one more day?
It took all his strength not to press Michaela back against the wall and take her, let everyone in the mansion hear her screaming his name, and that she loved him.Instead, he leaned forward and brushed a light kiss over her lips.“You are my heart.I am glad to walk into forever with you.I love you, little angel.”
She sighed and aligned her tall, lithe body perfectly against his.She shivered at the intimate contact.
He inhaled her intoxicating scent and felt his cock stiffen.He stepped back.“Come, love.I only have so much strength.”
Michaela whimpered.
His cock got harder.
With her hand in his, he led the way through the mansion's main room and corridors until he went down a passageway to the stairs to reach the entrance of the caverns where the ancients rested.This wasn’t the first time he’d brought Michaela this way.Last week, he’d shown her how he travelled to the cave where they met, then brought her to the crypts where his parents rested.
When they reached the caverns, they arrived at the cellars.Some of them held vats of wine, another, which some of the leaders had constructed into a sex dungeon, and two others housed food supplies.
He touched Michaela’s back as they moved to the heavy steel door where Marceline had been with her mate.
A single, firm pound was all he gave the door.
“It’s open,” Marceline called out.
The door groaned when they opened it.The room was clean and set up like a studio, complete with a large bed, a two-person table, a small shelf with books, rugs on the floor, and a spare mat.
They didn’t have to look far when they stepped in to locate Marceline and Kairos because they were on the wide mat in hand-to-hand combat.Marceline was winning, and had better technique from centuries of practice, but Kairos was putting up a good fight with a few quick strikes.
Amaros could tell the newly turned Vampire was pulling his punches because he didn’t want to injure the woman who’d turned him.
Kairos would have to let that go.Vampires didn’t play fight.They went all the way out.
He looks...different.
You can say ‘handsome,’ love.I’m secure in whose cock you ride.
Michaela bumped his shoulder.Behave.I meant, Kairos looks nothing like the thing half-alive on the tarp.
It was true.His transformation to Vampire, which had taken over a week and a half, had done wonders to aid in the man’s healing, but their serum in his blood snuffed out the foreign serums the scientists forced into his body.Kairos could have been an African King, with his rich, ebony complexion and smooth, bald head.He had two inches on Amaros, with broad shoulders and a wide chest.The only oddity were the scales down one of his arms from shoulder to wrist.They were hard, dragon-like scales, not the markings Aodh and Liekki had in human form.
Once Kairos learned to control the dark, bloodlust beast that now resided in him, Kairos would be a force to be reckoned with at Marceline’s side.
They could almost thank the human government for delivering him to her.Almost, but never.
I had my doubts for more than a few days,Amaros admitted.
Sire.
Amaros hadn’t expected to hear from his Prime.Yes, Sherman.
I have one of the territory leaders on the radio for you.He stated it was urgent.
Amaros frowned, wondering why one of the council members would be calling.They had set up designated times weekly to tune into the same channel to discuss and update.They’d spoken only three days prior.
Come in.
“Excuse the intrusion, Marceline.”This was his Vice's space to deal with the situation surrounding Kairos.So, even though the mansion belonged to him, and he was the leader, Amaros never forgot that those Vampires under him had been leaders of their continents before things changed, and he respected that fact and them.
“Is there something wrong?”Marceline shoved Kairos away and walked off the mat as if heading toward them.Instead, she darted towards a side table where weapons lay.She picked up a blade from the table and threw it at Kairos’s head, whose bulky size amazingly did not stop him from being agile and quick.The blade came close to severing his ear, but still missed without a mark.
Kairos winked at Marceline.
