Midnight Magic, page 144
The look on Malik’s face mirrored that of Giulia’s.
“Umm, hi,” the woman offered and cleared her throat. “May I get a room ready for your stay?”
“Yes—”
“No,” Malik said at the same time as Brandi. “No, meaning, she’s staying with me.”
“The hell I am,” she spouted.
With a sigh, he turned to Giulia. “Please, give us a few minutes to settle this… disagreement.”
With a nod, the estate manager left the room. The tension could be cut with a knife. It was thick and Brandi honestly didn’t care. She had nothing else left to lose at this point. A part of her thought she should be a bit less vexed toward Malik, but after the way he treated her, she didn’t care.
She crossed the room toward the floor to ceiling windows and doors. Looking out over the blue waters of Italy, she longed to put her feet in the water, just to say she did. In the distance she saw the colorful buildings of those who lived here, as well as a part of Venice. She could see herself living in Italy. It was beautiful.
She flinched when Malik placed his hands on her shoulders. He gently turned her around to face him. Looking into her eyes, Brandi bit down on her cheek.
Don’t look into his eyes.
Don’t you dare.
Fuck, I’m looking into his eyes.
Gods, he’s gorgeous.
Tragically so, because he’s such an asshole.
“Brandi, you deserve so much better than me. Anything I can be could never justify having someone like you by my side.”
“Truer words have never been spoken,” she mumbled. His words also touched her.
Was he serious?
They were alone. He could be lying.
Would he lie to her?
“I want to tell you my story. I just ask you to listen, without judgment. Can you give me that?”
“Do I have a choice?”
He chuckled. “You always have a choice. I’ll bring you home, now, if that’s what you wish.”
She shook her head. “I need to hear why you’re such an ass to me.”
“I deserved that.” He let her go and began to pace the room.
Brandi took a seat on the couch. Noting the white fabric, she thought better to sit on the floor.
Nah, fuck it.
“I’ve lived a long time on this earth. It’s hard for me to remember my human years. I’m originally from Italy. This estate was built over a hundred years ago and most recently was renovated. That’s not my story, just some information about why we’re here.”
She kicked off her shoes and pulled her legs under her body. Folding her hands in her lap, she watched Malik as he continued to pace the floor.
“After I was turned, before I came into the power at the Covenant, I fell in love. She was a mortal woman. Her name was Lena.” He sighed and stopped walking. He stared at the floor for a long moment.
Was he remembering a memory with this Lena?
Who was she to him, exactly?
“I wanted to turn her into a vampire to be with me for all times. It’s what we both wanted, but Lena…” He trailed off and his head tilted down for a moment.
She watched him as he brought his fingers to his eyes.
Was he wiping away tears?
“She was killed before I had a chance to change her. She was taken by the mafia here in Italy. They did unspeakable things to her in an effort to get to me.” He chuckled softly, but not in humor. “And it worked. They got my attention. I invaded their compound and killed everyone in sight. I then hunted for her through the rooms and when I couldn’t find her, I began to give up hope I would have my Lena back. But then, as I opened the final door, her captor was there, holding a knife to his own throat. And my Lena hung from a noose.”
Brandi gasped and held her fingers over her lips.
“I was across the room and on him before he had a chance to use the knife. I ripped out his throat with my fingers that day. I lowered Lena’s body and held her until the rotten smell of her body became too much. They mutilated her body, raped her, did things to her only imagined in the worst of nightmares. She was the love of my life.”
Malik began to pace again, hands behind his back. “I vowed to never love another the way I loved my Lena. She never had a chance to live. She was only twenty years of age, just a mere blip of existence to our world as vampires.”
“Malik,” Brandi whispered. “I’m so sorry for your Lena.” And she was. She longed to hold this man in her arms, the way Tawne held her when she cried from his rejection.
“Lena would have been my wife for my eternity. I loved her so much. We had blood demons en masse. There was no need for concubines, or pairings, or relationships with them. They fed us and in return, we offered them protection. But as their kind began to die out, we realized we needed to change things. Thus, started the pairings of the blood demons to vampires.”
She took this in and wondered how blood demons came about.
Were they creatures from Hell that found their way to earth?
“How did blood demons come about?” she asked.
“An incubus demon would have sex with a mortal woman, resulting in a pregnancy. These pregnancies used to happen quite often, but as the demons stopped mating with human women, the blood demons began to dwindle.”
“Can I ask why it stopped?”
“We honestly don’t know the reasons behind it. It’s just something that happened over the centuries we’ve lived. Blood demons are precious gems to us vampires. When Doctor Blair created the serum for humans to become synthetic blood demons, he changed our world for the better.”
Understanding began to settle in why Malik was the way he was, but it didn’t explain why he held her at arm’s length.
“Why do you not want me as your true companion?”
Malik stopped pacing and held still for a moment. He turned to her and crossed the room. Dropping to his knees, he took her hands in his.
“I’m not a submissive person, Brandi. I never have been. The other night, when we were in my office and I took your cunt into my mouth, that was the first time I’d knelt to a woman since Lena. It shook me in a way I didn’t expect.”
His use of the word cunt caught her off guard and she felt the heat of a blush touch her cheeks. Swallowing back the rush of emotions, she squeezed his hands. “And how do you feel now?”
“I thought by keeping you out of my heart it would prevent any potential pain on my part, but it completely backfired. I know, now, by doing so I would lose you, anyway. And, Brandi, I will submit to you the rest of my days, if you’ll please forgive me and come home to us.”
He unbuttoned his sleeve and rolled it up his arm. Malik did something she never thought she would witness. He opened his vein for her.
“I love you, Brandi. Truly. You are one of the strongest women I’ve ever met. You’ve been through so much and not once did it ever reflect on your personality. You will make great waves in our community and with the charity I’ve opened in your name.”
The blood dripped on the couch and Malik didn’t even blink.
She furrowed her brows. “A charity… in my name?”
“Yes. For orphans who are not adopted. They need a way to make a life for themselves. I want to help them… No, we, Dash, Bishop and I, we all want to help where we can. We have the means and resources to do so.”
Brandi leapt into his arms, not caring that blood would end up on her outfit. Tears slipped from her closed eyes for a different purpose.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “Thank you so much.”
He hesitated to hug her at first, but eventually, Malik returned the affection, tenfold. He stood and pulled her into his arms.
“I love you, Brandi Holmes. Will you please accept my apology for being a genuine piece of shit and return home to us?”
She let go of him and stood, looking into his eyes. She wiped at her face and grinned. “Yes, I’ll come back. I love you, Dash, and Bishop so much. So fucking much.”
He smiled and brought his arm back around. “Drink from me, my love. Take it all in and become our concubine.”
She laughed through her sob and took his arm when he offered it. She held him for a moment and Malik nodded for her to begin. Looking at the crimson as it seeped from his arm, she remembered back to her first feeding from Dash and Bishop. She was repelled from it at first, then the moment the blood touched her tongue, she felt like she couldn’t get enough.
Placing her mouth around his wound, she closed her eyes as the realization of what she was doing sank in.
Malik was giving his life force to her.
Just her.
No one else.
His blood was like a thick, dark chocolate melted with heavy cream, and a dash of something spicy mixed in. It was delicious.
She felt his hand cradle her head and fist his hand in her hair.
Would he pull her away from his gift?
“I need to be inside you,” he growled in her ear. “Release me so I can fuck you here on the couch.”
She let go with a loud gasp and met his gaze.
He pulled her head back and she could still taste him in her mouth. His stared into her eyes for a long moment, then smirked. “My blood on your teeth and tongue is something I’ll never want to forget.” He then crushed his mouth to hers and pulled her against his body.
Brandi longed for this moment with Malik. She knew this life could be hers if she were bold enough to accept it. There was no going back after this and there was nowhere else she’d rather be.
Except to have Dash and Bishop here as well.
When she heard a throat clear, Brandi squealed and pulled away from Malik. Having no idea they had an audience, she stared across the room at the two familiar faces looking back at her.
“You’re here,” she exclaimed as she ran into the arms of Bishop. Next to him was a waiting Dash.
She hugged him next, then turned back to Malik. “Did you plan this?”
He chuckled and tilted his head, holding his hands out. “I took a big leap of faith. Plus, these two would have never forgiven me if I lost you.”
“Damn straight,” Bishop said as he pulled her to him. “I missed you. And I’m glad to see he’s made good on his word.” He wiped at the corner of her cheek. “You’re a messy eater.”
She grinned. “So are you.”
He chuckled and behind her, she felt warm breath on her shoulder. She lifted her gaze to Dash and he winked at her.
She had everything she could ever want. The loves of her life, a home to call her own, and a charity to help those who were not able to help themselves.
Moments later, the four of them were naked and sitting on the couch. Hands were on her body, between her legs, and on her breasts.
Brandi gave herself to her vampires, heart and soul. She never wanted to look back.
“I love you,” Malik whispered in one ear.
“I love you,” Bishop said, before taking her breast into his mouth.
“Te amo,” Dash whispered, before he lowered himself to his knees. He pulled her to the edge of the couch, lifting her legs over his shoulders. He slid his tongue across her clit.
“Fuck,” she whispered and leaned her head back on the couch. “I love every one of you.”
Then the men, all together, licked her neck, her breast, and her inner thigh. All three bit into her flesh and took her love, her blood, everything she was able to give them, including her heart.
Dash released her first, then his mouth was back on her pussy. He devoured her, licking and sucking her from her ass to her clit.
Brandi’s back arched as her orgasm ripped through her body.
Bishop released her next, then whispered in her ear, “I want to fuck that pussy of yours.”
She gasped and opened her eyes to look at him. “I want that, too.”
Malik released her. Then, cupping her cheek, he turned her toward him. His lips were on hers and his tongue sought hers, dancing strokes across her flesh as he seduced her with merely a kiss.
“I want her on my cock,” Bishop growled.
She grinned against Malik’s lips and whispered, “What about you? What do you want?”
“Every part of you that you’ll give me.”
She smiled. “Good answer.” With that, Dash pulled away and licked his mouth, followed by a swipe of his arm.
“Fuck, she’s so fucking sweet.”
“We know,” Bishop and Malik said at the same time.
She moved across the couch, straddling Bishop. She lowered herself onto his dick and he thrust upward into her, drawing a gasp from her.
Warmth trickled down between her butt cheeks and she felt a finger push into her puckered hole. Looking over her shoulder, she noted it was Malik.
He winked at her and Brandi adjusted herself to expose her backside more fully. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he lined his cockhead to her hole, and slowly began to push.
“Shit,” she groaned as Bishop continued to drive into her.
Malik’s dick was in her fully and he slowly started to pull and push, easing her into it. “You’re so tight,” he groaned.
“Come here,” she said to Dash. “Holding her hand open, she reached for him, palming his cock. She stroked him a few times, then a moan rushed from her. “Fuck, I’m going to come soon. Harder, both of you, fuck me harder.”
“Meu Deus,” Dash whispered.
She opened her mouth and pulled him toward her. She sealed her lips around his dick and he cupped her cheeks. Dash began to fuck her mouth, hitting the back of her throat as he did.
One squeezed her nipples as another pinched her clit. The contact on the throbbing head sent her into an orgasm that completely shattered her soul. She screamed as the men continued to make love to her, and from behind, she felt it was Malik who tweaked her clit again. He licked her shoulder and his fangs punctured her skin.
She came again at the sudden rush.
“My turn,” Dash whispered.
“I don’t want to stop,” Malik admitted next to her ear.
“Don’t stop,” she begged. “Don’t you dare.”
Helping her move, without pulling out, it was hard, but she was able to release Bishop and in his place, was Dash.
She settled back and took his cock into her. Both men, pushing in tandem with the other, she rested her forehead to Dash’s.
“Meu amor,” Dash whispered.
“My love,” she returned.
“Brandi,” Bishop called and when she looked his way, he held his arm out for her to feed.
She greedily accepted it, drawing on his gift. The soreness that began to settle immediately dissipated.
“Take mine,” Malik whispered behind her.
She released Bishop and accepted Malik’s arm and fed. She swallowed his blood.
Everything was perfect. Her life had taken a drastic turn that evening Tawne found her about to take her own life over the Paris Road Bridge. She never wanted to go back, but she’d also never forget.
It was time to put her past behind her and move forward with her new family, a word she never thought she would use.
“I love all three of you with my soul,” she called out as another orgasm began to build, rushing through her body.
“Fuck,” Malik growled and he pumped faster into her ass.
Brandi let go completely and her soul split into three equal pieces, given to Bishop, Dash, and Malik. And in return, she held their souls, their hearts, their everything inside her.
For all days.
For eternity.
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