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CHAPTER 19
Azrael led them down the hall, chuckling to himself as they passed several rooms where others were in play. The sounds in the hall were quite a tribute to how much the participants were enjoying themselves. "I wonder, is there anyone in my lair not drowning in flesh right now."
"Just those seven you have for feeders." David pointed to the row of locked doors. "And something needs to be done with them. You can't keep expecting them to live like this Master. I fed one tonight, and I swear I thought the boy was going to fall to pieces on me."
"You are right. I have to re-evaluate how I want to keep them. They need to be killed or given some sort of life."
"Well, if you decide to let them live, let me know, there is one that I'd like to have."
"Which one?" Azrael stopped at the doors. "Come now Vincent, tell me, you should have said something earlier. You are going to need another soon, what with having to keep up with Christian's diet now."
"Nothing that won't wait Azrael, it's the youngest, he's turned rather sweet over the last few days. I think that with a little time, I could train him to be as agreeable as Aaron and Billy."
"Which room?" The key came from his pocket. Every Kin in the house had this key. It opened the doors that held the seven whose sole reason for being here was to be fed from.
"The last one, really Master, enough for tonight. I can talk with you about it later." Why did everything have to be dealt with right away with his master? Did the Elder Kin not know what the word, later, meant?
"And why not tonight?" Azrael opened the door. "I am going to assume that you have at least spoken to the boy about your plan. Or have you?"
"Well, yeah, but I told him it would probably be a few days before I got around to talking you into letting me have him."
"Talking me into it, Vincent?" Azrael lifted an eyebrow at him as he turned on the light. "Oh yes, I remember this one." The boy on the bed sat up, blinking, eyes tearing under the bright light. He was a rarity, a comely red haired boy. It had been Azrael's experience that for the most part red hair, green eyes, and freckles on a boy were not appealing. But this one lucked out, with his heart shaped faced and high cheeks; his coloring gave him a puckish look that was quite adorable.
"M--Master?" The boy looked at David, eyes asking the questions that he dared not voice.
"Rest easy Mat, you're in no trouble." David moved to him, holding out a hand. "So, Master, what's your word on him?"
Azrael chuckled. "Go ahead Vincent, if the boy interests you that much. He will be one less worry I have to deal with at waking. Is he coming with us now, or you leaving him here till night?"
David sat down with the boy. "Matthew, my Master has granted me the leave to take you. Are you still willing? I won't force you to be one of mine, that wasn't part of the agreement you made with Azrael, but if you still want to, now is the time to say so."
The boy looked from David to Azrael and back to David again. "Really?" It had been hell ever since he had come here. Never knowing if he was next to be fed from, or if that feeding would leave him aching with a desire that was almost painful, only to be left to burn. Or worse yet, if it would be, him, that was tortured next. David's offer had come as a gift from God, and Matthew was ready to do anything he had to do to get out of here. The others, the ones that didn't stay locked up all the time, they seemed to be okay, he had heard them laughing and carrying on off and on over the last few weeks that he had been there.
"Is that a yes or a no child?" Azrael moved to the bed. "Come on now, I have things I wish to take care of tonight, and it does not include sitting here for the rest of the evening."
Matthew bit his lip as he shyly looked up at David. "Is it gonna be like you promised?"
"Yeah Mat, no more being alone, no more waiting for one of the youngsters to take advantage of you. Come on sweetheart, all you have to do is say yes."
Bright green eyes lifted to meet his. "Yes." The look of fear and hope that was present touched David. "That is if you still want to."
"Pick him up Master." Christian knew how the boy felt. "Show him the same kindness that you have shown me."
"Come here Mat." David was surprised at the desperation that was in the boy's movements as he practically threw himself into his arms. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"Nothing," a mumbled whisper from his shirt, "now."
"Oh my," Azrael commented laughing. "What did you promise the boy Vincent?"
David kissed the top of Matthew's head. "Nothing of any major importance. Just that I'd take care of him, and that he wouldn't have to be alone anymore. He's only sixteen Master. This was not easy on him. He regrets the wrongs he has done, and has sworn to me that he won't repeat them. Derrik frightened him badly when he hurt Casey, more so I think because of all the ones you captured, he is the only one that really was gay." A gentle hand under the boy's chin lifted his face. "Isn't that right baby? You're what they now refer to as 'queer as a three dollar bill'?
Mathew nodded, half relieved that David had known his preference and half-afraid what that knowledge would cost him. David had been so nice earlier, holding him, letting him have a little affection after the blood. None of the others had done that, not even the Master.
"You want to stay here for the night Mat, or do you want to come with me? I'm going with them," he motioned to Azrael and the others. "We're going to go find a bed and relax and enjoy being together. If you aren't ready for that yet, I understand, but if you would like to come, I would be happy to have you."
Christian moved to kneel beside where David sat. "He shouldn't be alone, Master look at him. Let him come with us, poor kid." He looked back at Azrael and Selene. "If my Master brings him, may I join you?"
"By all means, bring the boy Vincent. If having him with you means your new Fledgling will seek my arms." Azrael held out a hand, motioning for Christian to take it. "Come on Childe, surely by now you have come to terms with the knowledge that I am the last Kin you have to fear."
Christian smiled taking his hand. "No, you're the next to the last." His face turned looking down at his Sire, who was still trying to convince the boy in his arms that he was really and truly safe.
Matthew looked up at David. This was a vampire, one of those who he had been ordered to obey at all costs. But this one wasn't like the others, he had promised to take him out of this, and now he was keeping that promise. "I'll go. I'll do anything you tell me to." He loved that the arms around him tightened. "But can I ask a question Master?"
"Yeah baby, and call me David for now, or Davy like my boys do." Yes, this one would be his. Between Christian and himself, he would be able to teach him that there was nothing to fear. Then Anna would start on him and before long, he'd be as sweet as Aaron and Billy had ever been.
Matthew pulled closer, his face pressed against David's. "Are you gonna make love to me? Like you promised?" He wanted, no, needed to be, loved. The days of feedings, the cold the emptiness was hurting him. "Please David, Master, please make love to me."
David growled low in his chest as he captured the, boys, lips with his. Welcoming Matthew's willingness. Make love to him, the boy wanted him to make love to him. No domination, no insistence, this was the boys own desires. "Yeah baby, I'll make love to you, we all will. I promise."
"Bring the boy with you Vincent. By all means if he wants to be loved, then let us show him love." Azrael was more impressed than, anything, with David's, fortune with this one. "Or is he too shy for us?"
"I'll go, please, I'll go," green eyes bright with tears and hope. "Davy?" He held up the wrist that was still chained. Begging with his eyes.
The chain fell free as David lifted him, holding his as close and carefully as he had only a short time ago held Christian. Fate was gifting him with so many chances to make up for the mistakes he had made. Christian was his redemption for Joseph, and now Mat made up for the wrongs he had done Billy. "If he wants to come, Master, then far be it from me to deny anyone I claim my love or my peoples affections. I trust you with everything I claim from my First-Born to the newest and most fragile of my pets. Let's go, I suddenly feel the need to show both Mat here and Christian how much they will mean to me."
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Azrael led them down the hall, struggling to keep from laughing as David wondered from one side of the hall to the other, so caught up in his new pet. "Christian."
"I got it." Christian moved forward, steering David past one of the several small knick-knacks tables in the way. "Master, maybe you should wait till we get somewhere stationary before you start this."
"Why?" David finally looked up, just in time to miss the turn in the hall and walk into a wall. "Oh, I see your point." He looked down at the boy in his arms, "Mat, you okay Hon?" To have his concern met with what sounded for, all, the world like a giggle. "Making fun of me already? The gratitude."
Azrael shook his head. "So much for vampiric superiority. Vincent, leave the child alone until you get to a bed, or you will end up killing him in your haste." He opened the door to his chamber. "In here children."
"Master?" Matthew was busy trying to get David's shirt off, even as David was trying to dislodge him so that he could stand. "Why does he keep calling you Vincent?"
"It's my Vampyr name. All, vampire's, have two names. The one that they had when they were mortal, and the, one, that their sire gives them at their birth. My name when I still was like you was David." He was finally able to disengage the boy. "Wait up sugar, I need to get undressed." He had never had any pet that went into this the first time quite the way that Matthew was, and then again he had never had one that had been living as a feeder for several weeks before hand either. If he had been in the boy's shoes, he would have probably been killed by one of the Kin for attempting to sexually assault them. "Sweetheart?" He looked up to Christian who was helping Azrael pull clothes from Selene. "Will you come join me, help me to show my, our, newest here how wonderful we can make life?"
David, had, learned. Last night that though the lad was far from innocent when it came to, love making. Shiva had always been the aggressive one. So the demand in his Childe's kiss, and the abandon in his touch came as something of a surprise. "Well, hello to you, too, baby." 'He's at home now, he has accepted me and he is at home now' . The pleasure of knowing that his newest Childe was no longer shy with him, and that he not only accepted his life, but also, was happily embracing it, was the most thrilling feeling he had ever had. He had done it. He had saved the boy.
Azrael and Selene lay together, watching as Matthew fell under the combined spell of both David and Christian. "If they aren't careful, they'll break their new toy." Selene giggled kissing Azrael.
"Perhaps, but he will die a happy child." It never ceased to amaze him how mortals reacted to their first time with, Kin. Some were shy, and others, like this boy of David's were almost vampiric in their lusts. But shy or aggressive, they always tended to become absolutely hedonistic. And in some cases, such as Michael's boy Jason, and his own Torin, only became worse with time.
Matthew almost whimpered as David pressed him into the bed. It had been so hard over the last several days, and now. "David." He reached for his Master, wanting to slow everything down. "Master."
"Ssshh," David lay to one side, Christian the other. They both had felt when the heat had finally caught up to the boy. "It's all right baby." Now was time to go slow. The boy had what he wanted, but if David didn't take it carefully from here on, he could end up with another Billy, and he knew it. "What's wrong Mat? Too much, too soon?" A single hand moved down Matthew's body, touching, caressing, and teasing.
"No." Matthew held his breath as David finally touched him. "Oh, man." A single sob escaped him as his hips rose.
"Relax, baby, tell me what you're afraid of." A little more firmness to his fingers let the boy feel security in his touch. "Are you still a virgin precious?" Bright green eyes lowered tearing as he nodded. "Awe baby, relax. I promise I won't hurt you. You should have told me sooner. I thought with the way you responded that I wasn't your first." His passions would have to go on low. This boy really was a chance to make up for Billy. "Tell me if we go to fast for you, okay?"
"Thank you." He was in love. David had done the one right thing, in pulling back, and acknowledging his fear, he had won the boys heart for now and forever.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend before?" Christian kissed the side of Mats face, he remembered very well his first night in Shiva's bed, and how patient his Sire had been with him. "Here, hold me while he loves you."
Matthew let Christian pull him close, offering him support as well as keeping him from pulling away as David began to let his hands and mouth explore his body. "Yeah, but Kev and I never." He buried his face in Christian's hair. "Oh, man that's."
"It's okay Mat, Vincent won't hurt you. Relax, let him show you." Christian swore to himself that later, once he could pin his new Sire to the bed, he would show him how much he appreciated his handling of this boy. David could have pushed him and Matthew, as desperate for attention as he was right now, would have let him. And the boy would have never known what he would have been denied. Yet, David had proven his wisdom by stopping and allowing the boy the chance to know what his first time really meant.
David pulled up, pressing over Mathew, letting the boy feel his full weight for the first time. "Bright eyes." He smiled down at him. "Lay back baby, hold Christian. I'm going to see if your pleasures are as sweet as I think they are. But first, you've blood-bonded to my Master, will you bond with me now. Become my pet in truth?" He knew he didn't dare feed from the boy for a while, he had been drained far too much, but a simple blood bonding shouldn't place his new pet in any danger. "Be mine."
Matthew cried out softly as David's teeth broke through the surface of his flesh, sending him back into that endless spiral of lust and need that for so long meant only hunger and misery. But this time he didn't fight his feelings, they weren't going to hurt him, David would see to that.
"The things I'm going to do to you." David whispered as he pulled away. "I'll make up for every time you were fed from and left longing. Drink now precious, complete the link." Fangs flashed as he tore his wrist open, letting the boy have in return what he had taken from him.
Matthew had never been fed from and then given blood at the same time from the same vampire, Azrael had only bonded to him with the gift of his blood, nothing more. He had no idea that anything would or could ever feel like what he was feeling right now. If David never showed him another kindness, threw him out and ignored him for the rest of his life he, wouldn't, complain. The feelings of completion and joy were so total that he would forgive his new Master for anything.
David pulled his wrist away, making-soothing noises as Matthew protested. "There will be more baby, I won't starve you, I promise." Matthew's lips trembled against his as they kissed, David licking the blood from the boys' face. "Now my turn, I want to see if the rest of you is as sweet as your blood. Lay here, hold my Childe, let me love you."
Matthew's fingers stroked David's shoulders and tangled themselves in his hair as the vampires' mouth left cool wet kisses along the base of his throat, moving slowly down over his shoulders and chest. So slowly, so carefully, hinting of sweet promise with each declining inch.
Christian caught Matthew's hands in his, holding the boy still as his master continued to tease the boy. "Hey, relax, Vincent's not going to hurt you Mat." Christian bit at his chin lightly, drawing his attention away from what David was doing. "Your boyfriend, he never blew you?"
"Yes, but." 'Oh God, oh, he's going to do it, I'm, he's, the boys' thoughts were incoherent. "It's never--not like this--man, I'm going to."
David chuckled listening to his newest impassioned pleas. "Christian, hold him down for me." And again his head lowered, moving first to one tit, then the other. Prodding his boy with quick firm jabs of his tongue before capturing the nipple between his teeth. Playfully tugging, teasing with gentle aggression all in a, single-minded, effort to hear the youngster beg.
Christian watched as David's head moved farther down the boys body, felt the tension, the tightness of Matthew's muscles as finally David's mouth captured him. The boys almost scream was silenced as Christian's mouth gave his lips the same attention as David did his manhood, each calling, both intent on drawing out, of bringing the boy to them and to their pleasures.
"I was right." David moved suddenly, pressing Matthew down, his mouth taking the place of Christian's. "Your pleasures are as sweet as your blood."
"My turn." Christian smiled at both his Master and the boy. "Mat would you like that? I'd love to see you drawn out again, but this time, I want to be the one pulling your strings."
Matthew looked at David, tears making tracks down his face.
He would loose his virginity tonight, to this one, a vampire. Strange thing was, it felt right, that if, anyone should, it had to be this one. "Now," he whispered reaching, Pressing, himself, against his master, "please, now."
"Vincent." Azrael was touched the sweetness of the sight before him. Yes he would have to do something for the others. None of them deserved to go longing like this one had. "Here Childe, grant the little one his wish, and then come to me."
David took the glass jar from Azrael, catching his hand and pressing it against his lips. "Master." He had never dreamed that there would ever come a day that anyone other than Sharra would ever mean so much to him.
"Christian, come, be with Selene and I. Let your Sire end that poor child's torments."
Christian looked to David, it didn't matter that Azrael was Covenstead Master, David was his Sire, and he answered to him first. "Master?"
"Go on baby, I'll be with you soon, but first," he gathered Matthew close. "Roll over sugar, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you I promise."
This was it; there would be no more waiting and wondering if it was as wonderful as he had imagined it would be. He moved, rolling over, letting David position him on his knees, ass up. "Rest on the pillow Mat, you need to relax your body as much as you can. Just lay there, Hon, and take deep breaths."
The cream was thick and cold as Matthew felt David's fingers for the first time, a gentle prod against the tightness, of his virgin hole. "Deep breath Mat." David leaned forward, speaking softly into his ear. "Here we go baby, deep breath." Matthew gave a soft moan as David's first finger slid in slowly. "Ssshh, it's, okay baby. Relax for me. If you don't loosen up we're going to be here all night."
"I--I'm trying." He was so excited, relaxing was the last thing on his mind. He had been waiting for this day for so long. The feel of something in him was not new; he had been playing with candles for a while now, but there was something different about it when it was living flesh. And as David slipped the second finger in to join the first, Matthew knew that if his Master didn't hurry up and get on with it, he was going to go crazy.
David was pleased with the boy's free response. Virgins could be so iffy sometimes, but Matthew was handling the whole experience well. "Ready for me Hon?" He knew it was time. Matthew had set up a rhythm with the thrusting fingers. If the boy weren't ready now, he never would be.
"Yeah." Mat looked at him, smiling. "I'm ready, man am I ready."
"Then listen to me. There will be no pain," a gentle brush of will, a slight domination. "You will love it, no pain, not ever."
Matthew moaned nodding. Of course it wouldn't hurt. Why should it, his Master didn't, hurt him.
Azrael watched on, both Selene as well as Christian holding to him curled against his body. David was young, and perhaps there were areas that he still needed work on. But handling the frail and delicate mortal in his care was not one of them. He could see Sharra in his movements. The care the light touch, emotions were always her greatest specialty. "If that is what your Sire has been hiding for all this time, I do believe that I have been shortchanged."
"Think I'm in love." Christian's voice was soft. If he had ever had reason to wonder about how his new Sire would be, he had them answered now.
"Just think." Selene bit at Azrael's neck. "Now we know the truth, nights around here could get ever so much more interesting." She giggled against his skin as his arm tightened around her, pulling her body against the hardness of him.
"Yes, I can see where you might just have a point there." So much for watching David, Selene's actions had reminded Azrael, that he had two darling youngsters with him at the moment, and there was, so many more things one could do.
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Robyn lay against Zak, crying. She didn't understand what was going on, or why she was suddenly so upset, but she couldn't calm down. She hurt inside. Hurt in ways she had forgotten she could hurt.
Zak whispered soft endearments into her hair as he held her, letting her cry. She had earned this break. Life had been so cruel to her as of late. But unless she got hold of her emotions soon, she would be waking the house with them. "Pretty one, talk to me, where does your pain lie?"
"I don't know." She sniffled, trying to focus on him, on anything other than the pain she was feeling. "I mean, I know, but it doesn't make any sense. Adrian is dead, I'm a slave, I'm going to be a vampire, and I have no idea what what's going to happen tomorrow," a fresh torrent of tears. "And now, I've been wanting to be with you two all day, but here I am, and all I can do." Speech failed her as she pressed her face against Zak's chest and cried.
William looked to his husband. "You'd better call either Torin or what-his-name. She's loosing it."
Zak tilted her head back, trying to catch her eyes. "Would you like that sweet? I can call my Grand-Sire. He would be here in moments? Do you need that?" The pain and loss there frightened him. He should have never asked for her tonight, should have known that she needed to be with either her soul-bonded or her Master. "Wait Robyn, a moment." He hoped that the Elder wasn't busy, * Azrael . *
* Gabriel now is not the time . * Azrael's thoughts flowed back to him.
* I wouldn't bother you, but it is Robyn . * He tightened his arms around her . * She is not doing well at all . **
Azrael brushed Robyn's mind with his lightly. No, the girl was not holding up well at all now, but he should have known that this would occur and been prepared. * I come . *
Zak rocked Robyn gently as she lay against him. "Azrael is coming precious. Just a few minutes, your master will be here for you." Zak hated to feel helpless, Kin rarely ever were.
* * *
Azrael pulled away from the two, who had up till that moment been amusing him so charmingly. "I will be back. I have a pet that is in need of my attention." He patted Selene on the cheek. "Life has not been easy for many here, so I should not be surprised that I am being called upon to render aid. Go, play with Christian, I will return when I can." He faded from the room.
* * *
"See," Zak smiled up at the Elder Kin, grateful of his speedy appearance." Your master is here Robyn, see I did not lie."
"Come to me precious." Azrael perched on the side of the bed, reaching for her, pulling her into the safety of his arms. "What has happened? Why have you given up your peace?"
Robyn looked up at him, anger briefly washing away the pain. "Peace?" She whispered softly. "I haven't had a moment of peace in so long."
"Yes you have. Ssshh." A single finger touched her lips, forestalling comment. "Yesterday, in my chamber. Lying there with Torin and I, you found peace. Why have you given it up? Does the pain of the past torment you so?" Vampires gave up so much when they became Kin. Lasting grief was one of the first things to go. Even Christian who was so recently orphaned was moving on with his life. So understanding Robyn's pain wasn't easy for Azrael, after all her brother was avenged, the monsters that had harmed her were dead. What more did the child want?
Past, was it the past that she hurt so much for? No, she shook her head against him. Past was just that, past. But what kind of future did she have. No family, a life that, on one hand, thrilled her. And yet on the other frightened her so much. The love that she thought she had with William and Zak, though not forbidden, no longer really hers either. Nothing was like it had been. Everything was either gone or changed. She hadn't even had a chance to fully explore anything and decide if she liked it or not before it either went away or became her life. No the past wasn't what frightened her so. The past was easily come to terms with. Her pain and her fear stemmed from the future.
Azrael felt more than heard the inner workings of her mind. Understood now that her pain had only the sharpest blows of the past in connection to it. 'Yes, now I see' . This one would make not only a fine Mage but a wonderful Childe as well. She, who could see map and feel the future so clearly. 'Poor dear, her Gift is what is causing her pain. I should have foreseen this and shielded her. Mage and, Chosen, newly made and still reeling from the agony that follows all gifted' . "Look at me Robyn. Let's put thoughts of tomorrow aside for now. Live for the day. Soon enough tomorrow will come knocking. But not tonight." It had been many years since last he had worked Magecraft, and then Torin had entered his world. And though he was an Adept and powerful beyond mortal reckoning, it still amazed him how easily it all came back.
Zak watched on, William in his arms, both, silent. He had been right to call his Grand-Sire; her pain had been more than any could ask her to bear for now. But as the power that Azrael commanded wrapped itself around Robyn, Zak felt guilty. He should have seen this for what it was it should have been he that eased her pains. He had failed her so many times, ever now; the fact that she still loved him was one that was beyond all logic or reason.
"Enough of that Gabriel. I have had to soothe one child's pains this night, let us not make it two. You have done as best you could for your love here. She is still with us, and will grow and learn in peace and security because of what and who you are. Be content with that, and leave off self recrimination." Azrael knew that if these three didn't come to terms with life, he was going to have his hands full. It was bad enough that they were all Magi but worse yet, none of them were trained at all. "There, is that better Robyn?"
"What happened?" She pulled up, amazed that though she was still as confused and lost about what was going on, the painfulness was gone. "I don't get it."
"Well child, it is easily explained. You have been through quite a hectic few days. First your assault, then Gabriel, then your brothers murder." He stroked her hair softly. "Add to that Torin and I, plus all that has occurred since. Quite simply put, you lost control. The shields that you have naturally were not up to the stress you have been under. It was your Mage Gift that caused the confusion and pain, I have settled it again, and will begin your training soon."
Robyn cuddled closer to him, glad that he knew what was going on, because she was way out of her league here. "Thank you. I feel okay now."
"So, are you content to return to your lover's, or should I take you with me?" No orders now Azrael, could not, bring himself to force her to do anything at the moment. She was too fragile, and would remain so until such time as her training had enabled her to live without the shields he had around her.
She giggled, reaching up to kiss him. "I'm fine now, go on. I can tell by your dress, or lack there of, that I interrupted something. Tell whoever it is I'm sorry."
"I am sure Selene would never begrudge you my aid. Besides, she has that new Fledgling of Vincent's to amuse her for now. But I should return to them. Go, let your two here give you something other than tomorrow to occupy your mind." He released her. "Have fun children."
Zak chuckled as he welcomed Robyn back into his arms. "So Grand-Sire, what think you of all the new challenges that life has presented you?"
Azrael reached out to touch his cheek, pleased to see the love in his Grand-Childe's eyes. "I believe I must borrow one of my girl here's sayings." The smile that lit his eyes brought a giggle from Robyn.
"Oh Ga'damn?" She winked at him.
"Precisely the one." His laughter joined hers. "Oh, Ga'Damn."
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