Sidony reclined against the smooth silk pillows that crowded the head of her king sized bed. She arranged her dark curls to fall artfully around her and waited for tonight’s playmate to enter her bedroom.
In the century since her twenty first birthday, the day she’d been found in the King’s bed and cursed, Sidony had a different lover, or two, in her bed every night.
This night’s entertainment had dropped onto her radar at the bakery down the street from her office. A seductive smile, a flash of cleavage and he’d been ready to accommodate her every whim. Then again, they always were – her curse ensured that she would always be alluring to the opposite sex. Problem was – the sorceress hadn’t been clear if her savior would be one of the men of her race or a human male.
“My lady?” The door swung soundlessly on the plush carpet, the dimness in the hallway brightened the soft candle light in the room. Sidony glanced up and her inner sex kitten purred. Hello, lover.
Her eyes focused on the large vampyre in front of her. She took in every detail of him. Jason’s blonde hair gleamed a burnished gold and his skin, soon to be under her fangs, had been kissed and caressed by the summer sun. Gods, I love my life – sometimes.
He stepped inside the room and stood just beyond the doorway, helmet tucked under an arm thick with muscle. Her playmate was a foot taller than her and not even the obsidian centurion’s uniform he had on could hide that he was very well muscled.
“Come in.” Sidony’s eyes wandered past the embossed breastplate to the short leather skirting and the bare legs below it. He’d left off the sandals. Bad boy. She shifted against the pillows and let the cream colored sheet fall to her waist. “Tell me soldier, what brings you to me?”
His sky blue eyes flashed with desire and followed the silken material as it slid over her breasts. Hunger darkened his eyes and the way his fangs flashed when he smiled moistened Sidony’s core. “I have been assigned as your new personal guard m’lady. I am never to leave your side.”
“Do you like what you see soldier?” She stepped from the bed and its puddles of slippery sheets. The fingers of her left hand toyed lazily with the pebbled nipple of her breast as she drew closer to him. “Come; let me show you what your duties entail.”
He tossed the helmet aside and pulled her against the cold metal covering his chest. “This really gets you off?”
The filigreed emblem on the uniform abraded her nipples and forced a moan from Sidony’s throat. “I hope so.”
Jason reached up to unbuckle and she slid her hands over his sides to help. The uniform fit his large frame better than she’d expected.
“This thing is a perfect fit. Almost as if it was made for me.”
Sidony hid the startle his words caused behind her hair. She tossed the breastplate aside and looked back up at him with a coy smile. “This old thing?” …was made for the man who will finally give me what I’ve been cursed never to have again…release.
His upper body was a delicious expanse of hard muscle under golden skin. He wasn’t a battle scarred warrior like the men who’d originally worn the uniform. No, he’d been trained for a far different kind of war – one Sidony was excited to let him win. The battlefield of her body his to plunder at will.
The leather skirting followed the rest of his outfit to the floor.
His swollen cock was thick, the head a velvety purple that declared his arousal. A dewy drop of moisture beaded and spilled over to coat the satiny skin that Sidony’s mouth watered to taste. Inch upon rock hard inch of him sprung from the golden thatch at his groin and strained past the hollow of Jason’s navel. The man was glorious.
“Gods, that’s beautiful.” Her words were a whisper as Sidony took in the size of her bedmate.
Sidony licked her lips in anticipation and drew a finger over his length. The steady movement of her hand a mask that hid the tremor of hope inside. Was this it? Was he the one? “You’re perfect.”
Jason knelt on the bed and pulled her beneath him. He dipped his head to nip at the underside of her right breast and Sidony dug her fingers into the thick waves of his hair as his fangs grazed her skin. “Mhmm, and you’re about to find out just how right you are – repeatedly.”
A ragged moan slipped passed Sidony’s lips as she ground herself against him. His heavy chest vibrated with a chuckle. He pressed back against her moistened core and pushed her that much closer to the ever elusive orgasm she craved. Freedom was so close she could taste it. “You’re an eager one.”
“It’s been a hell of a long time since a man like you has been in my bed. Eager is an understatement, soldier.”
His strong, firm hands slid between them. Fingers roughened by calluses traced up her legs to thighs parted and trembling with anticipation for his invasion. “So soft and warm. I can feel your heat from here.”
Jason’s thumb found her clit and rubbed a slow circle around it. He sheathed two thick fingers inside of her and Sidony arched into him as a rush of heat flooded her veins.
“When you scream my name,” he whispered. “Scream Jason – not Soldier.”
Sidony dug her nails into his scalp and grunted as she tried to take in even more of him. “If you can get me off – I’ll call you whatever you god damn want.”
“If I can?” Jason licked up the column of her throat. “Baby, you’re about to come so hard you’ll forget your own name.”
The next afternoon the phone on Sidony’s desk rang and snapped her out of a vision. She listened for the intercom buzz from the outer office and tried to shake the images of chocolate covered flesh from her mind. She stopped short of answering the call and then jammed down on the button anyway. “Shit. So much for relaxation time.”
“Hey Sid. Your mom’s on line two.”
Sidony groaned. The phone ringing had put a dampener on the mental peep show she’d been trying to enjoy. Mention of her mother killed it.
“Hey Astrid. Clear our calendar for the next two weeks and tell mom I’m in a meeting.” She hung up the phone and made a mental note to try out the things she’d seen in the vision.
Her best friend and secretary, Astrid, appeared in the office doorway two minutes later. Sidony smiled and waved her into a chair. “How soon can you pack a suitcase and meet me at my place?”
Astrid plopped her five foot six inch frame into a chair and her ruby red curls bounced around her shoulders. “We going on another orgasm quest?”
Sidony’s grin widened. She shook her head and shared some of the details of the unsuccessful date she’d had the night before with her while she wiped down the phone, and her fingers, with a wet nap. “I’ve got a sudden urge to visit Italy. You game?”
“Gladiators, hmm? As long as we can make a detour for some shopping in Milan, I’ll clear the schedule for the next two months.” Her chartreuse colored eyes glittered at the prospect of a shopping trip. The woman loved her couture.
Astrid bounced out of the office and Sidony laughed. She really loved that the little redheaded vampyre was such a good friend and so easy going. She put up with so much of Sidony’s shit. Seriously. The woman deserved a Nobel Prize for her patience.
A few minutes later she heard her secretary on the phone cancelling appointments. “Is this the office of Dr. Mongovian? I’m calling from the office of Dr. Sidony Tassen. She was scheduled to meet with him next week but has been called away on a family emergency and will be unable to attend. She sends her sincere apologies and will reschedule for another time.”
The bartender placed two beers on the counter in front of Jason and his friend slid a few bills back in payment.
“What are you staring at, Jase?” Pete followed Jason’s gaze and caught sight of the brunette and redhead down the bar.
“Ah, I see. Those two have been in every bar in town for the past two weeks. Sex in stilettos if I’ve ever seen it, my friend.”
Jason turned his sky blue eyes to the shorter man. “You’re such an ass, Pete.”
Pete laughed, “Come on, man. The brunette is seriously hot and the redhead? Can you say dick magnet?”
He turned to nudge Jason in the arm only to find him gone. “Where the hell did he go?”
The bartender smirked and tipped his head in the direction of the women he’d been talking about.
Astrid and Sidony were dressed to impress. There was more skin showing than not and the men were taking notice. They had been inside the bar for two hours and were finally sitting down to order drinks.
This was the girls’ last night in Italy and Sidony had yet to find her entertainment for the night. She could hear the buzzer getting louder in her head, feel the telltale tug of power that told her that he, the one who could help her, was nearby.
Astrid nudged Sidony with her elbow as she tilted her head to the left. “Sid, that guy down the bar is eating you with his eyes.”
“Which one?” She turned quickly to see down the bar as Astrid described a tall blonde in a blue t-shirt. Yeah, Captain Subtle she was not.
The tug turned into a pull as she heard Astrid whisper her name. Sidony turned and looked straight into a wall of muscle covered in blue cotton. Hello beefcake. Come to mama.
Sidony’s eyes followed the cotton up to familiar sky blue eyes that glowed as they bore into hers. Jason, the gladiator she’d brought home from the bakery. Shit.
“Wanna get out of here? Give me another shot?”
It took her brain a few seconds to catch up but she finally nodded. She turned to let Astrid know where she was going but her friend had disappeared. “Sure.”
Thanks for reading and please stop back by on September 27, 2010 for one of my short fiction pieces.
Copyright © 2010 Danielle Gavan
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