Vamps in the City (5 page)

Paige nodded for her to continue when she looked over. “What about the council?” Paige asked.

“Well we have a council to help fight the bad ones.”

It was an interesting story but Paige wasn’t going to believe it yet. Samantha’s mind could have been made to believe all this, and this place could actually be worse than the men she was telling Paige about.

“Where are we?” Paige asked when Samantha paused in her story.

“Oh, we’re at the compound.”

Compound?
Yep, that didn’t sound good.

“They train all kinds of vampires here and show them how to control their gifts.”

“Gifts?” she snorted.

Samantha shrugged.

A light knock interrupted Paige’s next question. They both looked at the door.

“Everything okay in here?” A man asked sticking his head in.

Samantha’s smile grew. “Yes, Adam. Everything is fine.” She turned to Paige. “This is my guardian, Adam,” she explained.

“Guardian?” Paige asked. It seemed she had so many questions. So much she hadn’t known. Luckily, Samantha acted like she wanted to help.

“Oh yes. Um, how do I explain? A guardian is someone who looks after new vampires without a Master until they feel they can go out on their own.”

Paige looked back at the man. He had longish blond hair and crystal blue eyes. He was young but good looking. Her hunger hit full force and she pulled the cover up higher.

Trying to concentrate, Paige asked another question looking away from the man. “What’s going to happen now?”

Samantha bit her lip. “Your guardian will show you how to use your gifts. How to blend in with humans. Basically, how to survive if you want to go back out there.” Samantha shuddered. “If you
want
to go out anyway. You don’t have to. But I think your guardian should explain that.”

“My guardian?”

“Yes. Don’t you have a guardian?”

Paige didn’t answer. She had no idea.

“Yes, of course she does,” Grant said walking in bringing the other man inside with him.

“Grant!” Samantha jumped up and ran over and hugged him.

A quick pang of jealousy hit Paige, but she didn’t have time to think about it because the hunger hit again and it was almost unbearable.

She could hear Samantha talking away in the background.

“When did you get back?”

He nodded to Paige. “Last night.”

“Oh, I should have known.”
 
Samantha laughed.

Their voices started to drift away as Paige lay in the bed and covered her head. She had never been as hungry as she had found herself in the last few days. And every time she was around Grant, it took everything she had not to attack and bite and take his body.

“Paige?” Grant’s voice reached her and she started to calm.

She heard Adam tell Samantha they should go then a moment later the bed dipped.

The covers were pulled down and she glanced up into Grant’s handsome face.

“What is happening to me? Why can’t I control my hunger here?” she asked. He might not tell her the truth, but it was a chance she was going to have to take.

He sighed and lifted her until she was in his lap. “I messed up.”

His voice was so low she wasn’t sure she heard correctly. “What?”

“After I brought you here, I took your blood,” he went on to explain. Paige nodded. “You took my blood right after. It bonded us.”

“Bonded?” Paige asked. That sounded pretty permanent.

“Yes. We connected much like a Master does with a new vampire. You have no Master. I killed him right after you got away.”

Excitement had Paige sitting up on his lap. “You killed him?” If that was true then she no longer had to hide. She was free of the monster that stalked her dreams.

He nodded. “One of the girls that escaped with you was my sister. I was only about a month behind when you all got away.”

Paige was floored. She had been running for months. Now this changed everything. But what did her connection with Grant mean?

“You said we have a connection like a Master vampire would have,” she reminded him.

“I can feel when you are close. You react to me with hunger when I’m around. As long as we are close, this will always happen,” Grant met her gaze the entire time he talked.

Paige understood what he was saying, and she even got what he hadn’t put into words. “I have to leave,” she whispered.

He closed his eyes and swallowed.

Paige raised a hand and ran it over his cheek. If she remained there at the compound with him, it would be like she was still a prisoner. Her body wouldn’t be hers as long as she was with him. He could command her at any time.

She started to pull away and his arms tightened. “I don’t want you to go,” he told her. “If we hadn’t bonded, I believe you would be my mate.”

Paige believed him. But it wasn’t that simple. She had to go. As much as it broke her heart, she couldn’t stay with him.

“Give me a couple of days to teach you a few things and if you still want to leave, we will set you up with some money.”

Paige moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his waist as she buried her face in his chest. “I’ve never felt this way before. It confuses me,” she admitted in a whisper.

“Sometimes two souls find one another and it was just meant to be. Even though you thought you would never trust someone else again, it was different with me, wasn’t it?”

Paige nodded against his body.

“Our souls are connected,” he murmured.

Paige felt it. The truth behind the words. She cupped his face and lifted enough to place her lips against his. Grant moaned into her mouth.

It was all Grant could do not to throw Paige down on the bed and plunge inside her tight body. Instead he used his hands to learn every inch of her. He removed her clothes slowly, taking time to kiss every newly exposed patch of skin.

He would find a way to keep her close, to ensure she remained with him. He would start with loving her in a way no one else had ever done.

He pressed her gently into the mattress, grinning as she shivered in desire. Her body flush and ripe, ready for him.

He slid down, lavishing her breasts with his tongue. She tasted clean and fresh. A sweet citrus scent that was hers alone.

She arched against the bed, demanding more and Grant was more than happy to comply. Using his fingers to pluck and torment her nipples, he moved his mouth lower.

She spread her legs, opening herself for his shoulders to fit between them. Grant breathed deeply, enjoying the scent of her arousal. Her pussy was already wet as he bent his head and licked at her folds.

Paige cried out, grabbing at his shoulders. Grant liked that reaction so he did it again.

Her unique flavour burst on his tongue and his groan was muffled as he buried his face into her cunt. He ate at her, opening her with his fingers, driving his tongue inside, her hips moving to ride his face.

His cock was hard and ached, still trapped inside the denim of his jeans. He didn’t want to release her long enough to relieve the pressure so he just concentrated on her.

She was moaning, gasping, begging for more, and Grant twisted his fingers and tongue inside her giving her what she wanted.

He found the little nub, the swollen clit that begged to be played with. He tongued her clit and with three fingers inside her, bit down gently, delighting when she screamed and climaxed.

At the edge of his control, he quickly climbed back up her body, sealing his mouth over hers. He shared her taste with her as he fumbled with his zipper. Her hands around the waist of his pants helped push the offensive material away before he grabbed her legs, spread her wide, and thrust inside her.

“Yes,” she cried when he was buried deep.

It was the best feeling in the world. Grant wanted to move slowly, wished he could take her with slow strokes, but the passion in his blood prevented him. It was all wild deep plunges as her body clenched around his cock.

He wasn’t going to last long.

“Mine,” he told her as he continued to ride her. “Mine,”

“Yes,” she answered, lifting her hips meeting each thrust.

“Open your eyes. I want to see you when I fill you with my seed. As I claim you.”

She did and that was all it took. He exploded, slamming into her over and over as she milked his release from his cock. He would have worried he was being too rough if she hadn’t thrown her head back, bowed, and climaxed herself.

Exhausted and sated, he collapsed, barely aware of her hands rubbing circles on his lower back.

Chapter Six

Paige stood facing off against Grant on an old worn blue mat. She wiped her bangs from her sweaty face and growled at him, “Don’t think I’ll let that one go.”

Grant just laughed at her. “I’m counting on it.”

Paige attacked, but like every other time, he easily moved out of her reach. She screamed in frustration as she overshot her punch and met air.

“Come on, baby,” he taunted.

Paige recovered and went after him again. She got close enough to land several punches, but he gave as good as he got.

Breathless, she backed away and bent over. Grant dropped his hands and braced his feet shoulder length apart. “You’ll never beat me in a hand to hand fight. You have to use your gifts, Paige.”

She knew he was right. Really she did. But it was hard to start to depend on a part of her that she had fought for so long.

It hadn’t been hard to learn levitation and had actually been pretty fun, but she was having a harder time with other things. Like blinking time and space and controlling her concentration to trance.

“What do you want me to do?” she snapped.

“If you can’t beat them, you have to get away.”

Damn, it was back to blinking. “Grant,” she whined.

“You need to master it.”

Paige sighed and closed her eyes. She pictured herself behind Grant. She didn’t move.

“You have to try, Paige,” he told her again.

“I am trying,” she almost shouted.

Grant shook his head and Paige felt bad. He was only trying to help.

“I’m trying, I swear,” she repeated softly this time.

Grant walked over to the furthest part of the mat. Paige just stared when he pulled his shirt over his head. “I purposely started this training before you’d fed.”

Paige nodded.

“So how hungry are you?” Grant asked before reaching for the waist of his work out pants.

Paige watched in shock and awe as he pushed the material down.

His entire bare body was there for her eyes. His broad shoulders, firm chest, tight muscle, and that beautiful cock right in front of her.

“Grant?” she questioned as she glanced around. They were the only two in the room but that didn’t mean someone couldn’t walk in at any minute.

“There’s no one here,” he told her.

Paige actually shook with the force of her hunger. Not only for Grant’s body, but his blood. To connect with him again.

“It’s simple,” Grant said, while his hand moved down to play with his hard shaft. “I want you. I want to fuck you right here right now. I want you to take my blood.”

Paige vibrated with need. It didn’t matter who might enter the training room. She wanted to be with Grant too.

“All you have to do blink over here, and I am yours. Any way you want me.”

And of course he expected her to be able to just blink and the problem in her training would be fixed.

“You just have to want it badly enough,” Grant added.

Watching him stroke himself was enough you drive her mad. His cock was a thing of beauty and Paige could almost see herself on her knees in front of him. Could almost taste his seed in her mouth.

As he continued to jack himself off, a small drop of pre cum escaped and Paige groaned, wanting it on her tongue so bad.

“I want you,” she admitted. “I want you more than anything.”

“Yes, baby,” Grant encouraged. “I need you. Please blink over here. Please, Paige, I want to feel you against me.”

Paige was panting, her breath coming out in fast short bursts. Her panties were wet for him, her breasts full and achy.

“Grant…” she whispered. God, how she wanted him.

“I need you, baby,” he repeated.

And in a blink she was there. On her knees in front of him, swallowing his cock, and wrapping her arms around him.

He pumped his hips, demanding she take his full length and Paige was determined to do so. He tasted sweet with just enough spice to ensure she would never get enough. She ran her tongue under the mushroom head of his shaft, teasing and arousing.

Grant’s hands fisted into her hair so he could hold her head still and just thrust. Paige opened her throat and took him as deep as possible.