FOREVER AND A
DAY
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Samuel Erickson, a human
and former blood slave, hates vampires with a vengeance. He doesn’t trust a single blood sucker,
except for maybe Sully, the vampire that saved him. But trusting someone and
giving in to the desire that burns within every time he’s around the handsome
vampire are two distinctly different things. When their lives are threatened and
they have to fight side by side just to stay alive, the hatred Samuel harbors
seems less important.
Sully Buckley, a vampire,
despises humans just as much as Samuel hates vampires. Nothing good could ever
come of their association. Sully has been telling himself this since he first
set eyes on the frightened human. To his dismay, he was finding it harder to
remember those reasons the more time he spent with Samuel.
Despite the issues between
them, nothing can prevent Sully from running to the rescue when they are
attacked by soldiers sent by Samuel’s father. When betrayal comes from within
their ranks, Sully knows he has to put aside his hatred and fight for his mate
or lose him forever, and he desperately wants forever and a day.
STORY
EXCERPT
Samuel Erickson glanced up
when he heard a soft knock on his bedroom door. He wasn’t surprised when the
door opened a moment later, even if he didn’t invite anyone in, and Sully walked
inside, shutting the door behind him. Sully looked over at him for a moment then
stepped over to the wall next to the door and slid down until he was sitting on
the floor.
Samuel could almost predict
what the vampire would do. Sullivan Buckley had been coming into his room almost
every night for nearly three months. The only time he didn’t show was when he
was on a mission for his prince—another vampire.
Sully would search the room
until he saw Samuel and then slide down the wall to sit on the floor next to the
door. He usually brought a book or something to read, sometimes his Ipad.
Sully stopped trying to get
Samuel to talk after the first week.
Samuel still couldn’t
figure out why the vampire continued to come every night when he knew Samuel
hated vampires. He loathed them. Every damn last one of them needed to be staked
through the heart, slowly. Several times. Then maybe burned at the stake or
drawn and quartered.
Well, maybe not all of
them, but most of them. His brother Danny was mated to a vampire. Prince Dominic
Xavier Lucian Ruelle seemed somewhat okay. He made Danny happy and kept him
safe. Samuel was grateful for that. The danger they were in on a daily basis
from their psychotic monster of a father never seemed to
lesson.
Maybe that was why Sully
visited every night.
“Why are you here?” Samuel
needed to know. He was no longer afraid of Sully, for the most part anyway. He
still got a little nervous around the vampire. Despite the fact that Sully had
rescued him from a life of hell as a blood slave and never made a single
threatening move toward him, the man was still a vampire. He still drank blood
to survive. Having been a blood slave for several months, Samuel could honestly
say that it was something he never wanted to experience again in his
life.
Sully’s eyebrows were
raised as if the man was shocked to hear Sully speak. “You sleep better when I’m
here.”
Well, that much was true.
Samuel woke up screaming in the night if Sully wasn’t there. When Samuel had
been a blood slave, the nighttime had been made of nightmares even when he was
awake. That was when the vampires would come for him, after the sun
set.
Samuel didn’t remember any
of his nightmares, and for that he was thankful. But he knew they were bad. He
woke screaming in a cold sweat. It took hours to calm down and feel like his
heart wasn’t going to jump out of his chest.
Sully’s presence made him
feel like he could breathe.
“Did you feed
today?”
Sully’s dark eyebrow went
up, just one of them. “You know I did.”
Samuel reached down and
rubbed his stomach when it clenched. He tried to understand that vampires needed
blood to survive but he just didn’t understand it. It was gross and terrible and
humiliating.
Everyone tried to convince
Samuel that it wasn’t a horrible act, that they weren’t forcing some poor soul
to bleed for them. Samuel didn’t believe a word of it. He had seen how vampires
fed. He had experienced the excruciating pain involved with being a blood slave.
No one was going to convince him that it didn’t hurt or make him wish he was
dead. Not even the vampire that chased his nightmares away.
“Is he
alive?”
Sully’s dark eyes rolled, a
smirk twisting his lips. “She is fine.”
Samuels gut tightened as
Sully’s words scraped over his skin like a razorblade. He knew enough from
eavesdropping on conversations and the things Sully said to know the man was
straight as they came. He even preferred his blood donors to be
female.
Samuel turned back toward
the window. His thoughts were jumbled, sporadic. He was having a hard time
pulling one together enough to have a complete thought. It shouldn’t have
bothered him that Sully was straight, and yet it did. The man was a vampire.
Despite what Danny said, Samuel knew nothing could ever come of the draw he felt
toward Sully.
Hell, Samuel didn’t even
know what the draw was. Just that it was there. His heart always beat a little
faster until he saw Sully, his stomach knotting until the vampire was in the
room with him. He felt…something when Sully was around. Safe, and yet afraid at
the very same time.
His feelings toward Sully
were confusing. He anticipated the vampire’s arrival in his room like the coming
of the sun. And yet, the only way he could truly think of Sully was by not
thinking of him as vampire. He didn’t really think of Sully as human, either. It
was readily apparent to anyone looking at the physically imposing man that he
wasn’t human. There was something feral about him, an uncivilized edge.
It was as attractive as it
was terrifying.
Samuel’s entire body seized
painfully as a series out loud pops sounded from somewhere outside of his room.
The brash bangs were quickly followed by an earsplitting scream and several
voices raised in volume.
Sully was on his feet and
pulling the door open before Samuel barely got turned around. “Stay here!” Sully
ordered as he hurried out of the room, slamming the door closed behind
him.
Samuel pulled the edges of
his blanket up to his chin. The sounds of violence were growing louder, more
dangerous. They were growing closer.
His heart pounding faster
with each sound he heard, the fear building inside of him started to make his
chest ache. Samuel jumped up and ran across the room, turning the lock on his
door. It might not keep anyone out but it would slow them down
some.
He hoped.
Samuel backed away from the
door, watching the door handle intently. He wanted to know what was going on,
and yet he didn’t. The fear of what might be happening was almost paralyzing.
Samuel backed up until he hit the far wall, and then he wedged himself down into
the spot between the dresser and the wall, trying to make the smallest possible
target.
Samuel slapped his hand
over his mouth to keep from crying out when someone kicked at the door. Fear
clogged his throat, blocking the air trying to escape in a blood curdling
scream. Whoever was on the other side of the thick wood continued to kick at it
until it splintered and the door crashed open.
“Samuel!”
For a brief moment, every
horrible thing that had ever happened to him flashed before him. Samuel thought
he was going to be sick.
Then the voice that was
calling out for him took on a name and Sully’s face appeared before him.
“Samuel, snap out of it,” Sully snarled as he grabbed Samuel by the arms and
yanked him to his feet. “We need to go.”
ADULT
EXERPT
“Damn it, Samuel.” It took
all of Sully’s brute strength to keep Samuel from hitting him. He finally just
wrestled the man against the hard stone all, pinning him there with his arms
restrained behind him. “That is enough!”
“Get off me!” Samuel
snapped.
“Not until you calm
down.”
“Fuck you!” Samuel
growled.
“Don’t temp
me.”
Samuel froze. Not a muscle
moved. If Sully didn’t smell the blood rushing through his veins or didn’t hear
the man’s heart thundering in his chest, he might have thought Samuel was a
mannequin.
“You don’t like men,”
Samuel whispered. “You don’t even feed from them.”
Sully frowned as he
released Samuel’s wrists and spun the man around. Samuel leaned back as if he
needed the wall to help him stay standing. Sully wasn’t sure discussing his
feeding habits with Samuel was such a good idea but he didn’t want the man to
get the wrong idea about him either. For some reason, he wanted Samuel to think
good things about him.
“I like men and women,
Samuel, but I tend to lean toward men, which is why I usually choose women to
feed from. Feeding can be very intimate and I don’t want to cross that line with
someone that is just there to feed me.”
Sully’s eyes followed the
movement of Samuel’s tongue as the man licked his lips. He knew he needed to
keep his name in the game because this was a very serious conversation, but
damn. That was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen.
“I thought you chose women
to feed from because you preferred women.”
“No.” Sully shook his head.
“Many of my kind believe sex and feeding go hand in hand. I don’t. I believe it
can, but only if both parties agree. I’ve seen too many vampires feed and go
into a frenzy where they didn’t
even hear the word no let alone listen to it. I refuse to go there so I feed
from women who, most of the time, don’t arouse me like men
do.”
Samuel’s eyes narrowed to
little slits of anger. “What men?” Almost as quickly as he had spoken the words,
Samuel’s eyebrows shot up his forehead and he slapped a hand over his mouth. It
was obvious he hadn’t meant to speak those words, but he had.
And Sully could no more
have prevented the grin that spread over his lips than he could have stopped
breathing. He moved a little closer, pressing his body against Samuel’s. “Does
that bother you, Samuel, knowing I become aroused when feeding from other
men?”
“No, of course not,” Samuel
whispered but the emotion burning in his eyes said otherwise.
Sully inhaled sharply at
the instant lust that filled him when the heady scent of Samuel’s arousal seeped
into his skin, curling around his senses.
Samuel made Sully
forget…everything.
Sully’s eyes locked onto
Samuel’s tempting lips. They were made for kissing, for licking. They were made
for him. Sully grabbed Samuel and slanted his mouth over his, trying his best to
devour the man.
He wrapped his hand around
the back of Samuel’s neck, curling his fingers in soft wavy curls, holding him
close. Sully’s other hand slid up Samuel’s side, wrapping around him and pulling
his body closer as he tilted his head for better access.
Samuel opened, allowing
Sully’s tongue to do whatever the hell it wanted to. He explored the warm, wet
cavern of Samuel’s mouth, luxuriating in Samuel’s sweet little
moans.
Samuel’s hips cradled
Sully’s thick cock. Arousal spiraled through Sully like a bullet ricocheting
through a rubber room when he felt Samuel’s hard cock bush against his own.
Sully broke the kiss and
inhaled the human’s enticing scent into his lungs. He unzipped the hoody and
slid it off Samuel’s shoulders, followed by the weapon’s vest. Samuel didn’t
need to be armed for what he had in mind.
He pushed Samuel’s shirt up
to his armpits and ran his hand down the man’s slim chest. He let the warm
pleasure of just being able to touch Samuel roll over him in waves as he began
to trace patterns across Samuel’s stomach.
When he reached the
waistline of Samuel’s jeans, he moved just a little lower and pressed the palm
of his hand over Samuel’s erection. A course of lust shot through Sully’s groin
when Samuel’s lips parted and a moan escaped his lips. Sully was fascinated by
the sight, his dick throbbing in anticipation of what was to come.
Hell, his cock was about to
explode in his jeans.
“Sully,” Samuel groaned
words Sully never thought to hear come out of the human. “I need, Sully.”
Sully tugged hard at the
waistband of Samuel’s pants, and the buttons gave way. He pushed them down
Samuel’s legs until the man could step out of them. With nothing beneath but
skin, it was easy for Sully to cup Samuel’s cock, stroke him, make him want and
need.
He slid Samuel’s shirt up
farther, pulling it up and over Samuel’s head. Samuel raised his arms and
allowed Sully to undress him. He tossed the shirt aside and then he ran his
hands down Samuel’s chest, his thumbs playing at Samuel’s beautiful brown-hued
nipples.
Sully’s fingers tightened,
squeezing Samuel’s nipples, rolling them between his fingertips. Samuel bucked
against him, pressing his chest harder into Sully’s hands. It was the most
erotic thing Sully had ever seen.
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