Queens and Monsters: A Vampire Shifter Romance (The Blood Falls Book 1)

“I don’t think this is wise,” Dray said when I appeared in his living room.

“We need to talk about a lot of things and I can’t do it over a phone call.”

His worry deepened and he came around the couch to kiss me. “Are you okay?”

I probably should have led with that. “Yes. I think. I don’t even know where to start. I’ve learned so much today.”

“Start with something easy. Get it off the table.”

Easy? Was any of it easy? Yes, actually. “I overheard Antyne and his brother Presymus talking about ghost sightings. Does that mean anything to you?”

I could tell just by the look on his face that it did. “Real ghost sightings are when those on the other side of the door find a way to appear on our side. If there’s been an increase in verified ghost sightings then something is wrong. Did they say anything else?”

I tried to remember exactly what they said. “Antyne asked if there was a leak. He asked where they should start and then mentioned a place called Hoia.”

Dray’s eyes unfocused and he nodded. “Interesting.”

“What does it mean? Do you know where Hoia is?”

He threaded his fingers through mine and pulled me down to sit on the couch. “Hoia is a forest in Romania. It is the location of one of the doors. It sounds like he’s concerned that may be the location of a leak between our worlds.”

“He just tossed that name out. It may not be.”

“No,” Dray shook his head, “he brought up that door in particular. I’m betting there’s a reason.”

I thought starting there would help, but it felt more like another brick on the pile in my brain. Ghosts. Ghosts. And a leak between worlds? I took a steadying breath. “I’m also concerned about some things I saw when I was snooping around. In a corner of the property there is what looks like an entire subdivision. It’s a lot of samhain, Dray. For a family that isn’t having kids.”

His brows pulled down. “An entire subdivision?”

“Hundreds of houses.”

“Maybe it’s just a human subdivision and you were further away from the house than you realized.”

I wished that were the case because the more I learned about the cousins and the Dregs, the more I worried there was a lot more going on than anyone was aware. “They felt like samhain to me.”

“Keep a look out and I’ll see what information I can dig up.” He looked like he wanted to leap into action, but I tugged on his hand, pulling his gaze back to me. “There’s more?”

I nodded. So much more. “I’m cursed.”

His eyes grew round. “What the hell?”

“The ash blood? It’s a curse. Gigi found a spell that showed me what happened. I saw my mother. She did it. Made it so I can’t survive in the House of Axl. And Dray? Their love wasn’t forbidden. Lord Axl wasn’t happy but he thought it would be a good alliance with the House of Nala.”

He blinked a few times. “Whoa. Slow down.”

“I don’t know what’s going on anymore. I don’t know what’s true and what isn’t. That’s why I have to see my mother. This all starts with her. I need to get to the start and unravel everything from there.”

“Wait, wait, wait. Let’s get back to the curse. You can’t drink their blood?”

I shook my head. “No. I mean, I’ve drunk a little to keep up appearances, but I can’t survive on their blood. It makes me sick.”

He stood up and swore, running his hand through his hair. “What was she thinking? You have to be there. We’re not ready for this fight. It’s too soon.”

“Maybe she hoped I’d never Awaken? That none of this would matter?”

He grimaced. “Well you are Awake and it does fucking matter. Damn it!”

“Do you know they have a Dreg army?”

“Yes, Rhysa. I’m well aware. Lou keeps us up to date. That’s why I know we’re not ready. We can’t match a Dreg army and your mother has cursed you to die if you stay in that house.”

I stood up too. “Which is why I need to see her, to get some answers, even if it isn’t much.”

He paced away. “This throws a big fucking wrench in things. I thought we’d have more time.” He stopped and turned back to me with a half-smile. “I guess it’s a good thing you’re such a damn amazing shifter. You’ll have to be careful though.”

Dray was so worked up. I needed to diffuse the situation a little. “Hey, I’m the same girl who hides cash and passports in her books. I can handle a little deception.”

He stopped in front of me. “It’s a lot of deception.”

Maybe, but what choice did I have? “It’ll be okay.”

“How can you be so confident?”

I shrugged. “Because there isn’t an alternative.” Now that I’d unloaded my pile of crap I felt a lot lighter. Of course that came at the cost of my pile now partially hanging from Dray’s shoulders, but maybe together we could bear the burden. I slid my hands up his chest and went up on my tiptoes to kiss him. “So how was your day?”

He shook his head, laughing. “You appear in my house and tell me the world is ending, then want to make-out?”

“The world isn’t ending. It’s just more complicated than we realized.” I kissed him again, hoping to ease some of the worry with distraction.

“It’s more complicated, more dangerous, and I need to figure out how to mount an army immediately.”

I sank back down to the ground. “Maybe it won’t come to that. Let me talk to my mother and find out what’s going on first.”

“She might not be able to say a thing. I can’t bet on an outside chance all is well when I know it’s not.”

My ability to distract was not nearly as good as Dray’s ability to focus. “You can’t fix this tonight, can you?”

“Well no.”

“If you worry about it all night, can you fix it first thing in the morning?” The one thing I was excellent at was compartmentalizing. Why worry about something if you couldn’t do anything to change it? Worry when it was time to worry and not a second before.

“No,” he ground out. “But I can run through all the possibilities and be prepared.”

Ah ha! I had him now. “And when do you do your best thinking?”

His eyes narrowed. “After a good night of sleep.”

“And when do you sleep the best?”

He growled a little. “After I’ve come good and hard. Do you know I fell back to sleep after you left? A solid two hours more sleep because of you.”

“Good,” I purred. “That means you’re not tired now.”

“You can’t possibly be thinking about sex right now.” He shook his head a little like he was truly baffled by me.

But he didn’t understand how much I needed this. “I spent all day bound up and tense, going from one bombshell to another. I’m about to vibrate apart from all the stress. So yes, I can possibly be thinking about it right now because I think it’s a damn fine way to deal with the stress.”

He considered this, then his lips crashed down on mine. His fingers twisted into my hair, deepening the kiss. “I’ll make you feel good, my Rhysa.”

“I want to make you feel good.”

He swallowed hard, taking my hand and placing it over his hardening cock. “You always make me feel good.”

I gripped him through his jeans. “I want to play with you.” Pride surged through me as he grew even harder.

“Then play with me.” His eyes grew dark and hooded as I reached for his belt.

“Tell me what to do. Show me what you like, Dray.” I slid down the zip.

He shucked off his clothes and then reached for mine, slowly—very slowly—removing each item one at a time, savoring my skin, making me gasp. Then he sat on the wood bench beside his liquor bar. “Pour us each a drink. Anything you like.”

I assumed the collection of bottles on top were his favorite and went for the one with the prettiest label, pouring out an inch of brown liquid in each glass. We each took a sip. The hard liquor burned on my tongue, but then it turned to a lovely warm simmer.

“On your knees.”

I sank to the floor. Dray’s cock was large and I wasn’t quite sure how well I’d be able to please him with my mouth, but I was excited to try.

“Spread your knees wider.”

I moved them apart as he admired me. I felt the air on my clit and core like this. Vulnerable.

“Keep your legs wide. I want you to touch yourself however you like while you drink from me. I want to watch.”

I shivered under his dark, drunken gaze, leaning forward to lick along the inside of his muscular thigh, finding his pulse, and sinking my teeth into him.

“Fuck me,” he moaned as the surge of pleasure jolted through us both. My center instantly grew wet and aching, my breasts heavy and tingling.

When I forced my eyes open I found his cock steel hard and at attention. In a few minutes would he want my mouth on that? Would it even fit?

“Touch yourself, Rhysa. Please? I want to watch you.”

I closed my eyes again, sinking into the rush of his blood, the heated pleasure it gave me, and let my hands roam. First to my nipples, where even the lightest of touches overwhelmed me, then down my clit to relieve the ache.

But it wasn’t enough. The emptiness was too much. I sank a finger inside.

“Yes, Rhysa. Yes.” I heard him take a sip of his drink. Watching. Enjoying his entertainment. “That’s not nearly enough. Use two.”

I moaned against his skin, his blood making my lust bloom. Making me want to fulfill his every fantasy. His thoughts became commands and I slid a second finger into my channel, petting myself from inside.

With my other hand I tugged on my nipple.

“Do you like it that rough? I see how you’re pulling. Does it squeeze your fingers inside when you do that? The way you squeeze my dick when I fill you up?”

I moaned a yes because it was incredible how connected it all was. A pinch of my nipple made my inner muscles contract.

“Fuck, this feels so good. I’m going to come now, Rhysa. Don’t stop until you join me.”

I watched as he fisted himself, his eyes locked on my fingers, his orgasm erupting out and coating the skin of his bare abs and chest. His roar of pleasure is what undid me, my fingers pumping inside until I tumbled over the edge.

“What a delicious appetizer.” He stroked my hair from my face as I sat back, my mind floating away in the clouds.

“Appetizer, huh? Are you good to go again?” Every time we were together Dray only came once to my two or three orgasms.

“You have no idea how ready I am. Here’s another new option. If I come quickly then I can come again pretty fast. If I hold out, build up the orgasm for a long time, I’ll have one large orgasm and won’t be able to go again for a while. It all feels good, but I usually opt for the big orgasm.”

He wiped his skin clean while I washed my hands. Then I was on my back on the floor, Dray’s tongue lapping up my arousal until he deemed me ready for more. Sure enough, his cock was hard again. “You got to play. Now it’s my turn.” He threw himself down on the couch. “Put those gorgeous tits in my face.”

I didn’t mind his obsession with my breasts one little bit. In fact, I loved it. The way he nuzzled them, caressed them, kissed them. The way he clamped them with his fangs and tortured me into orgasm.

I loved being his toy.

“Put me inside you.” He said between kisses.

His lips on my nipple made it hard to concentrate on anything other than gasping and begging for more, but I somehow managed to reach between us and guide his thick head to my entrance and sink slowly down around his wide shaft as he clamped my nipple.

“Yes, just like that.” His eyes were nearly black with lust. Dray was gone, completely captive to his desires now.

I wasn’t that far behind. “You fill me completely. So full, Dray. So full.”

His hands massaged my hips, pulling me down harder on his cock as he played with my breasts. He licked and sucked, back and forth until I was wild with want. Then he put his hands on my hips and took over, fucking me from below until I came on his cock hard. He pulled out and came on his stomach again. It was mesmerizing to watch him come, to watch him fist himself, that large cock in that large hand, but I really loved watching his come cover his skin, knowing that was the physical evidence of how good I made him feel.

He reached for the shirt he discarded earlier, wiped himself clean and grinned up at me. Then I was on my stomach, my hips pulled up into the air, as Dray immediately drove into me again from behind, still hard somehow.

I was barely down from my orgasm, barely able to think. “I really love those long drawn out, wild orgasms of yours, but this is pretty incredible, too.”

“So good,” he moaned as he began fingering the base of my spine.

I cried out as the pleasure shot up my spine and down through my core, squeezing his cock even harder.

“Fuck me, Rhysa. You’re killing me. So good. So good.” He managed to pull free and thrust back inside hard and deep, taking up a new, relentless pace. “You like this? Like when I finger you here?”

Did I like it? I loved it. “I think I could come over and over and never stop.”

“Good,” he growled. His cock jerked inside me and he pulled out, coming on the bare wood floor beside the couch. “I can’t keep it together when you say things like that. When you say you want to come, I come.”

My insides ached from the sudden emptiness, but I watched with fascination. It was a remarkable ability that samhain could orgasm again and again like this.

“Turn over. I want to watch you come this time,” he sighed with satisfaction.

I flipped over, raw and ready, so close to orgasm but denied. Sure enough he was still hard, his eyes still dark with want as I looked up at him.

He slid an arm under my back, propping my breasts up for him yet again. “I could suck on these all day,” he murmured as he thrust inside me.

I cried out at the sudden stretch. “Are you…bigger again?”

He swirled his tongue around my left nipple. “I’ve got to fulfill my lady, do I not? She likes it when I stretch her wide, make her take more and more, doesn’t she?”

I moaned as he did just that. “Yes, Dray. I do.”

“Then take all of me.” His mouth covered my nipple and his tongue flicked as his cock somehow filled me even more.

I was so full every time he moved I felt pleasure. The friction was incredible, all my swollen and ready nerve bundles stimulated at once.

“When you sucked from my thigh I almost came immediately. Your fangs in my skin feel so damn good. It was like lightning struck my dick, you wonderful, amazing fantasy come true.

Said the man with the actual magical cock currently growing to fill and stretch me until I came apart.

He ran his fang against my nipple. “Watching you tug on this? I imagined I was inside you, that I could feel what your fingers felt.”

“You’re there now. You’re inside me now. Can you feel me?”

He flicked each nipple with his tongue. “Oh I can feel you. Your inner muscles are squeezing me in your tight little pussy. But you want to know something, my dear Rhysa?”

I couldn’t see anymore. I could only feel. Between taking so much of Dray’s blood and the orgasms he’d already given me, I was flying high above the clouds now. The world dropped away. All I heard was Dray’s panting, all I tasted was his blood on my tongue.

“What, Dray?”

He flicked my nipples again. “When you come, there’s nowhere to go. You’ll have to take all of it. All of me.”

Oh god. He was right. There would be no pulling away. However big this orgasm became, I’d have to take the full, brutal, brunt force of it.

“No…”

“Oh yes. Think of the pleasure, Rhysa.”

Oh, I did. I wanted it every bit as much as it terrified me. “You’re too big. It will hurt.”

“You’ll feel nothing but pleasure.” He flicked my nipples again.

He didn’t know that. “I’ll scream.”

“I hope you do.” His hips barely moved. This orgasm built slower with his little rocks of friction into my core, against my clit. His tongue and lips driving me wild.

But slowly.

The muscles in my core flitted around his enormous cock. “See? Your body wants this.”

I couldn’t deny I wanted it. Everything felt good. My mind craved it. My body desired to push the limits more with every minute that passed. I was as gone as the partiers I watched the other night. Wanting everything, ready for anything.

He fanged my nipple and spoke, his tongue flicking against the side of my nipple. “Come on my giant dick, Rhysa. I made it like this just for you. Just to make you come, just to make you feel good. Take me with you. Squeeze me into orgasm. I want to come this deep inside you as you come all over me.”

His breath and tongue against my captive nipple were too much. The spike of pleasure, the constant stream of stimulation, sent me over the edge. My core contracted hard, every muscle in my body tensed, my orgasm struck but had nowhere to go. Dray’s hard cock filled me completely. My muscles squeezed him as the waves of pleasure crashed down around it, the resistance sending the shockwaves back outward through my body.

“Yes, Rhysa. You come so hard. Take it. Take it all!”

It was too much and oh, so good. I screamed just so something left my body. As the orgasm stretched on my screams turned to Dray’s name. “Oh my…fuck…me…Dray, oh Dray…Dray!”

He roared, sinking his teeth into my throat a split second before I felt the impossible jerk of his cock and then the intense heat as he spilled inside me. He screamed my name against my throat as he drank, completely overcome by pleasure.

As he sucked, his orgasm pulsed. Each draught spurred the orgasm to continue, which caused mine to continue quaking, too.

When he finally collapsed beside me, he passed out immediately, his big body shuddering from the effort and overwhelming pleasure. My body continued to hum, a low-grade orgasm continued to pulse deep inside me. I stroked my clit and rolled my nipple riding the wave until my body finally, finally relaxed.