Lucianus I couldn’t believe what she was saying. I was shocked, but I caught sight of that bothersome, lustful idiot who had been chasing her out of the corner of my eye. I could smell his stench lingering on her. The pleading in her eyes was sincere and the fear wasn’t all directed at me. That man had assaulted her in some way. My blood boiled. I wanted to kill him. Hadn’t he realized that he had gotten off lightly when I had not broken his face and caved in his chest in the bar? Did he really think he had the right to touch what I had already claimed as mine?Yet his eyes were focused on us, drifting over her body with a familiar and disgusting leer. He seemed to be just waiting for me to step away before pouncing. Did he know her personally or was he just another crude human searching for prey. I’d kill him as soon as I could. I’d make sure he understood that in this world, he was prey: weak and defenseless, before I sent him to his death. It gave me a deep sense of satisfaction
Trinity His eyes were hungry. I could feel how much he wanted me just by staring into his eyes, but there was nothing else on his face that told me anything about how he was feeling. His expression was cold. The way he loomed over me felt like he was going to possess me like he already did. I felt hot like I didn’t want to escape and couldn’t even if I wanted to. The tingling sensation from earlier had begun to spread and pool between my legs in an almost painful desire. He looked at me like a lamb to be slaughtered, and he was a ravenous wolf. It made my stomach flip with excitement and fear. It had been so long since I’d had sex. It hadn’t always been great, but when it was, it was the best. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed it. I hadn’t realized how much I had been thinking about it lately, either. Maybe it was some weird reaction to the dean’s attack. Maybe it was just the alcohol I had managed to drink, but as I stared up at him, I realized that I might want to sleep wit
TrinityWhen I entered the room, the man from the bar was seated in the room. My face heated as I eyed the breadth of his shoulders and thought about the dream. He was definitely bigger than me. I could bet that he was about as large as the man in my dream. Maybe the dream had been so vague because I hadn’t slept with anyone so large before. I pulled away from that thought and kept my gaze from dropping to his lap. He was wearing a different suit, and I was definitely sure that there was something different about his eyes now that we were in the light. They were strangely warm hazel with flecks of red gold or something. They were beautiful but strange and otherworldly. “This… isn’t what I really meant by calling me if you were in the city,” I said. “How did you find me?”He titled his head. “I wanted to see a psychiatrist. They said you were available, so here I am.”“I’m not… a psychiatrist.”He shrugged. “Every master started as a student, and the clerks in front did not seem to
Lucianus I left her breathless and sated that night, but I was anything but. No matter how deep I buried my cock in her body and made her cry out in pleasure, it wasn’t enough. I couldn’t stand it anymore. Just the taste of her pleasure, even without the blood slave mark, had been enough to make me want more. It was like the forbidden fruit of immortality that could drive someone to madness. My wife was dead, yet I could have her in some small through this woman. Perhaps I should have stayed the course and refused this course of action. It would have been for the best, but it was too late now. I could not kill her; thus, I would have her in every way that I could not have my wife. I would simply have to accept that her death would do nothing but further irritate me in the end. I figured out that Salt Lake City was several hours by human transportation away from the place where we met again, but there was a portal in my world that would take me there in a little under a few moment
Trinity After the man left, I didn’t know what to say, but I was also very curious. What did he mean by all that? More than that, why did I get the sense that there was more to his story than just him mourning the loss of his wife?I felt compelled to see him again, to figure him out, but I wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. Whatever his real problems were, they were way beyond my training at this point. I looked down at the notes and frowned, realizing that his name wasn’t on the page. Something tingled at the back of my mind as if I knew what should be there but couldn’t quite say what it was. Days passed, and it seemed that the police came by to speak to me nearly every day. There were different officers every day, but they all asked most of the same questions. “No, I hadn’t seen him since the trip where he tried to assault me in the bar.” I swallowed, looking at the officers. “No, I don’t know if the bar had surveillance you can check, but there were other people there from
Lucianus I didn’t smile as she looked truly haunted. She looked devastated. I couldn’t guess what she was thinking, but her expression gave me a sense of pending victory. She needed something. I could feel her fear and desperation through the blood-slave bond, and it felt absolutely delicious. I couldn’t wait to have her that desperate for more than just money and whatever she needed it for. It didn’t feel as though she just needed money to survive, but it was something else. An unexpected expense, I supposed. “Yes,” I said. “Why?”She hesitated and looked down at the ground. “What would I have to do?”I eyed her. “Blood.”She frowned and looked up at me. “Blood?”“So long as you provide a cup of blood for my friend’s company every ten days, you’ll be paid 50,000 per donation.” Her eyes widened. I felt her hope and apprehension spiraling through my blood and took hold of it, tugging at it gently to get a better sense of how much she needed and what it would take to get her to agr
Trinity He had the driver take us to the hospital next, and I signed the documents with the clerk at the front desk, who seemed to be completely disinterested in being even a little kind. He rolled his eyes and started processing the paperwork when I asked for a payment plan.“If you can’t pay it, then we’ll transfer him. We only give treatment after we’ve been paid.”My stomach churned. The person who called me from my father’s phone seemed shocked. I heard the doctors tell me that they’d put him on the schedule for the next hour for his operation because I had given them the authorization. The clerk said nothing more about it.I couldn’t believe this was all happening. It would take a few days for the funds to clear my account, but I didn’t care. It would probably take a few days for them to process the payment, and even if it only took them a day, my bank would probably front the money as soon as they verified the source of it. I was waved over to the waiting room, and I hoped t
Trinity Mark got back into the city a few hours after he called based on his text message. I wanted to ask where he’d been, but I didn’t get a chance, and based on how he’d left, I doubted he would tell me. Maybe it had something to do with my case, but I had a feeling that if that were the case, he would have just told me. I took a taxi back to his house, where he said we’d meet. His patrol car was parked in front, so I headed inside. The scent of alcohol and blood was faint in the air. I closed the door and walked into the living room. I found him lying across the couch with his feet up and an ice pack on his head. He was shirtless in just a pair of pants. I hadn’t ever realized how chiseled he was. It had been years since I’d seen him shirtless. He wasn’t the little boy down the hall anymore but a full-grown man. The more I thought about it, the more I wondered why I didn’t find him more attractive. It wasn’t that he wasn’t attractive. He was pretty handsome, but I felt no stir