Part 53 (1/2)
”Oh that's ok, because I don't think you're very good at that either.” I mocked laughing but I was soon shut up by the slap I received to my backside. I screeched out ”AHH!”
”Hey!” I said looking up to see his evil grin and c.o.c.ky eyes. It hadn't really hurt but just shocked me. If truth be told it actually felt quite nice, in a s.e.xual way. Not too hard but firm enough to be told.
”You were saying?” He said like he had won a round and was back in the control he was used to having.
”Haven't you ever heard about Karma?”
”Yes and I believe you just received it, although my guess is that you enjoyed it so maybe it doesn't count, or maybe you just need an increased dose.” He replied dropping his hand by his side and pulling it back as if ready to do it again. I pushed my b.u.m against the wall and held it with both hands saying ”Don't you dare!” At this he roared with laughter, throwing his head back as it came thick and fast. Then like lightening he had both my back cheeks in two hands and raised me up so I slid up the wall to his level.
”I will have my way with you!” He said, his voice guttural and thick with l.u.s.t.
”Not now you won't.” I said being smug, although I wished that he could. My want was burning a hole inside me the size of Texas!
”And why is that my Vixen?” He said, spoken like a true lover.
”Because Karma has come round to bite you in the a.r.s.e.” I put my hands on either side of his face and turned it to whisper the last part in his ear...
”Karma, because you have guests.”
Chapter 54.
New People Bring New Hate.
He groaned unhappily and I laughed in his locked embrace. His hands still had their firm hold on my undercarriage and his need to have me was pressing deep.
”You think being King would mean I could do what I want, when I WANT!” He shouted this last part towards the door and it was one of my first glimpses seeing Draven being spoilt. I couldn't help it...I laughed again.
”And may I enquire what it is you find so amusing?” He sounded p.i.s.sed off but one look at my smiley face, it was hard for him to stay that way.
”You're acting like someone is about to take your favourite toy away and send you to your room,” I said through half bursts of giggles. He gave me a grumble and a dark look before easing into a half smile.
”You are my favourite toy, my doll, and I do not ever want to let you go.”
”But you must.” I said in a sigh.
”Must I?” He raised an eyebrow, one of Draven's regular expressions that made my toes curl.
”Well, like I said, you do have guests.” His hands inadvertently held on to me tighter, making me groan.
”Make more noises like that and I never will.” He warned in my ear and then began kissing my neck to prove his point. I loved how Draven never wanted to leave me. I loved the hold I had over him. This was my power and although compared to Draven's, it was at the lower end of the scale, it was still there and it was still mighty. Or so his growing erection told me!
He worked his way round from my neck and kissed me deep and intense. As if he was on an expedition to discover every last bit of my mouth. He didn't have his hands free as they were still holding me up from behind but I could tell where they wanted to be. I, on the other hand, wrapped my arms up and around his neck, this being easier, as now we were at the same height. I ran my fingers through his hair, which I knew made him crazy. I grabbed handfuls and tugged slightly at my impatience to have more of him, h.e.l.l, I wanted every last bit of him. All there was to give. He moaned in my mouth as he fought with himself to keep control. What was I doing? I knew we needed to be back inside but this game was just too d.a.m.n good to give up playing. It was a bit like taunting a wild beast through the bars of a cage, any minute now they would rip through the steel like hot claws through b.u.t.ter and I wouldn't be able to hold him back. Most of me didn't want to. I would have given anything to shut down that part of me that was screaming reason. I knew I was keeping Draven from something important and I knew I would have loved to have continued to be selfish but that wasn't who I was. So I, very reluctantly, let go of his soft, midnight hair and tried to put an end to his raging desires and mine. No surprises he released a low growl.
”What it is you do to me! You burn my soul and set alight my veins, only to dowse them out in the seas of your reason. If only I had your will, I would be the strongest being alive.” This last bit of his declaration sounded bitter. He let me slide down the length of him and the strain in his suit pants looked almost painful. If only he knew how painful it was for me to see it and to know it would be hours before I could embrace it with my own body of want.
”Well, if you think for one second this is easy for me, then you don't know me at all!” I said in a hoa.r.s.e whisper.
”Good to know.” He replied with a grin before adding, ”Very well then, if I must, then I must.”
”I'll be waiting.” I said raising my eyes as though I was some helpless little puppy he was about to leave. Ok so I wasn't making this very easy on him. He looked down at me and traced the line of my jaw with a feather light touch.
”What did I ever do to deserve such beauty in my life, I will never know but I will be thankful of it for the rest of my days.” He said with closed eyes and I looked down at the complement, flushed and embarra.s.sed.
”You will get used to it one day and see the beauty in yourself, as I do but for now, I will content myself with the delectable rose blush that blooms in place of its pride.” He was smiling and I was turning from rose to a less poetic beetroot. Now he was laughing at the changes in colour, obviously enjoying my responses with a little too much enthusiasm. I pushed him lightly and in a playful manner then giving him a coy smile.
”Draven, I do believe you are stalling.”
”Guilty as charged but given the inducement, do you blame me?” He winked and I giggled like a school girl. He was such a flirt, no flirt wasn't the right word, it wasn't a strong enough word, more like s.e.xually dangerous and downright sinful.
”Right, time to go and play host, Draven.”
”Are you not coming? I could escort you back to our chamber.” He said innocently enough that anyone who didn't know him would have thought these words from a choir boy.
”Oh no, I'm not failing for that one! Put me and you in the same room as a bed and we're bound to fail into it.” I remarked confidently.
”Or be pushed,” he teased.
”Besides, I think I'll stay out here a little longer, I need the air.” He knew my full meaning behind it and laughed heartily.
”Me and you both. Very well, I will go but do not stay out her for too much longer, it is cold.” I nodded and started to remove his jacket but he shook his head.
”No please, keep it, I want to know at least part of me is wrapped around you.” He leaned down, placing the tips of his fingers under my chin and kissed me lightly on the lips as if not daring to go any deeper in case he lost all control.
”When you have finished here, please go straight to our room, many of my new guests do not know of you yet and need to be warned. Will you wait for me?” I nodded making him drop his hold under my chin.
”Good girl. Till later then.” One more quick kiss and he was gone.
I stood on the balcony trying to catch my breath in the cold night. It was so peaceful despite the evening's events. I tried to process everything that had happened and although it was easier to deal with guilt and regret, I found it hard to fully feel those emotions freely. I am glad that I was strong enough not to care for once in my life. I was glad that I had stood up for what I believed in, no matter what the consequences. Well at least one thing was for sure, Jack was no longer fooled and I had a feeling he would make those feelings known to me soon enough. I could almost see the sorrow pouring out of his eyes as he stood holding my limp cousin in his arms. It also looked like he would have liked to have swapped places with Vincent and be the one holding me. Of course all of this meant was that sooner or later I was going to have to have it out with my cousin and when it happened I would just have to pray for control. I couldn't let myself get like that again.
I took a deep breath and felt better when the icy air shocked my body. The night was so crisp and clear, my breath looked like smoke. I shuddered and pulled Draven's jacket closer round my body breathing in his scent. I could have pa.s.sed out taking it so much. It was like nothing I have ever encountered before. So distinct, so manly, I could have bathed in it and found release.
I wasn't sure how long I stood out there, going over and over in my mind the different possibilities tonight had caused. But when I'd had too much of persecuting myself to the point of purgatory, I decided enough was enough. I turned on my heels and made my way back inside.
The doors opened to a buzzing nightlife of such an array of characters that my eyes were like saucers taking everything in. Some so normal looking they could have been people waiting at the bus stop to get home from work. Others looked like they had just walked off a monster movie set! Although I wasn't allowing myself to see their true nature, (as I think I would have been scared s.h.i.+tless) they were still frightening in their own right. Mostly down to the eyes and the clothes they wore.
On one table, they were all wearing long black jackets, like highway robbers from the Wild West. Although they were without the cowboy hats they still managed to keep hold of the pointed, leather toed boots that were tipped with silver. All five of them had beards only in different styles. Some plaited, others twisted into two points. One had it so long that it rested on the table next to his drink. It was quite ironic seeing as none of them had even one single hair on their smooth, bald heads.
Another table was made up of all women, which up until now, had been unusual for the VIP. They were utterly and stomach wrenchingly beautiful. They all wore very dressy evening gowns that made the VIP seem as though it had turned into a cruise liner for the evening. Almost every female had their best dress on, I was sure. Suddenly I felt like running back onto the balcony and dealing with the cold for the night. It would have been easier than standing here feeling like the pauper amongst kings and queens. I looked down at myself and almost felt so plain that I would disappear at any moment. Thankfully, I had taken Draven's jacket off before walking in here or I would have looked like I had stolen it from someone. Despite being ma.s.sive on me, it was obviously something I would have never been able to afford. After all I was still just a waitress. Draven's fortune didn't affect me in the slightest. I wasn't with him for money and the fact that I wouldn't let him buy me anything, was more fun because I got to see his aggravated expression.
I had it folded over my arm and decided to leave it at the bar in case he needed it for any reason. Karmun seemed to have his hands full and I was in two minds whether or not to give him a hand. He had multiple trays all lined up ready to be picked up by the constant stream of waitresses coming to collect. There seemed to be a few more additions for tonight and I felt left out. I mean, I understood that Draven wanted me to be safe, but what would happen? Another Layla incident? I didn't think so.
”Hey honey, I didn't know you were still here?” I don't know why but he sounded both shocked and strained when he said this. It was odd coming from him. I put it down to the extra stress of the night. It wasn't usually this busy up here, which made me realise, downstairs was very quiet compared, which was usually the other way around. I turned round briefly and noticed the lights downstairs were out and there wasn't a body in sight. At that moment an unwelcome shudder crept up my spine like spiders crawling under my skin and skipping along my spine. I shook my head but the fear didn't leave me as realisation hit....I was now the only human in here.
”Yeah, still here but hey you look like you could use a hand, let me...”