Gypsy Nights Part 5

Sebastian watched in horror as Gitana's eyes rolled back into her head. He knew that she wasn't strong enough to fight his primal urges. She would die trying. "Grab her!" he shouted to William.

William obliged and had Gitana wrapped in his arms in one fluid movement. He raced her back into the kitchen and Sebastian took her from him. He drew in her sweet scent and could smell the mark of the vampire on her, and something else.

He took a deeper breath and recognized the magic that had once run through his veins. He'd pa.s.sed that on to her as well. He dropped his head down and fought hard to remain in control of his emotions. "Forgive me."

She nipped at his jaw, her eyes swirling with the power he gave her--the curse. "f.u.c.k me."

"You need to rest, and then we need to discuss my leaving."

"Leaving?"

Sebastian closed his eyes slowly and nodded his head. He hated the thought of leaving her even more than he hated what he'd pa.s.sed on to her. The thirty years he'd spent searching for her had left his need for her so great that the idea of spending one second without her was killing him.

Gitana's brown eyes narrowed and he watched in horror as they swirled with flecks of yellow. She pushed hard on his chest, using the strength he'd given her, and freed herself from his grasp.

"Gitana!" he shouted as he lunged for her.

She dodged his grasp and ran toward the bedroom. Cold wind knocked into him and he struck the wall with such a force that he dented it. "GITANA!"

The door to her room shook. William ran up next to him, touching his arm gently. "Sebastian, are you hurt?"

"No," he said, lying. His heart was breaking, but he knew that William had only meant hurt in the literal sense of the word.

"Oh, G.o.ds," William said, under his breath.

"What?"

His friend of more than a hundred years turned his green eyes toward him and let a tear fall down his cheek. "She's cast a desire spell, and I believe she's directed it at me."

Sebastian's brows came together. "Why?" he asked, not needing to hear William say it. He knew the demon that Gitana now carried within her. He'd spent centuries taming it. He knew that it demanded revenge for being hurt, and telling her that he had to leave to go visit the Council had hurt her beyond words. Now, the demon had taken control and would use William, his oldest friend, as retribution.

Gitana's bedroom door flew open and Sebastian's eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. His beautiful Gitana was levitating a good six inches off the ground, as wind swirled around her now naked body. Her eyes locked on him as her fingers went to the apex of her thighs. Her slender fingers darted into her silk binding, and they glistened with each stroke.

William drew in a breath and took a step forward. Sebastian grabbed his shoulder and held him steady. Green eyes of fury turned on him and he saw William's lips begin to move. He knew how powerful a sorcerer William was, and he knew if he rattled off an incantation then he'd be helpless to control the events that were about to take place. A decision had to be made, and he knew that he could not let Gitana fight this alone.

"We shall share her," Sebastian said quickly.

William tipped his head to the side. The magical influence of Gitana's spell still clouded his judgment. William peeled his clothes from his body and grabbed hold of his rigid c.o.c.k. "I want to bury it in her hot little p.u.s.s.y. I want to feel her lips around my c.o.c.k."

He sounded so uncharacteristic that Sebastian did a double take.

Sebastian touched William's shoulder again. "Old friend, she is ready to conceive a child. Think about the prophecies. If you release your seed into her womb, the end will change, and the child that was once foreseen will be no more. Is that what you want?"

William licked his lower lip as he stroked his c.o.c.k. "I want to f.u.c.k her. I need to f.u.c.k her."

"And you shall, but think...think about the repercussions. Think of mankind's future."

Gitana's breath came in pants as she rammed her fingers into her body repeatedly. She let out a cry and Sebastian removed his clothes quickly. "We will see you through this, ma vie." He reached for Gitana and she screamed out, her eyes ablaze with the power of the vampire.

"Him!" She pointed toward William.

Sebastian moved closer to her and ran his hand over her stomach. "Ma sucre, Gitana, fight this evil within you. I beg you. You are mine. You are my mate, and I am your mullo." Sebastian hoped that his words would reach her, but he knew that even if they did she was beyond any help that he alone could offer. He'd need William to satisfy her s.e.xual craving.

Running his hand down Gitana's smooth stomach, he cupped her s.e.x. The hand she'd been pleasuring herself with came to his lips. He drew it into his mouth, sucking her sweet cream from it. Her brown eyes locked on him as her body floated down to the floor. "Bastian?"

"I am here, ma vie."

"It burns," she said, softly.

"I know. Let us help you ease the pain." He motioned for William to come closer. Sharing his mate would be the hardest thing he'd ever done, but it was his curse that had created what stood before them craving s.e.x, and he would see to it that her pain went away.

"Come, William. Let us love her as she should have always been loved."

The scent of vampires was strong near the house. Aaron took a deep breath in and frowned in confusion. Why did it smell like there was two of the same vampire within Gitana's home?

He could smell the scent of a man as well, a human, and old magic. The little b.i.t.c.h had aligned herself with some powerful friends.

Too bad they wouldn't be able to save her. He looked around the property and nodded to his pack. Hundreds of loyal werewolves encircled the house. There would be no escape for the occupants. If Gitana was lucky, he'd decide to keep her, even though she was damaged goods from s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g that vampire. If all else failed, he'd f.u.c.k her for old times sake before he killed her.

Either way he'd force her to watch her vampire die.

Chapter 13.

Gitana looked at the men before her and tried to make sense of what she was seeing. Sebastian was naked and in his full glory.

William was as well, and that scared her. Her body craved the touch of both men. She loved Sebastian, but wanted William's c.o.c.k nestled deep in her body as well. She'd never felt so bold, so daring in her life.

Sebastian's cool fingers worked their way into her hot slit and she clutched onto his shoulder as soothing sensations shot through her legs. He pulled his fingers out slowly and licked her come from them. Her eyelids fluttered shut and she felt warm hands touching her back. She looked over her shoulder and found William standing behind her.

William caressed the small of her back and inched his way down her b.u.t.t, cupping and kneading as he went. He drew in a sharp intake of breath when he parted her a.s.s and drove a finger into her tiny rosette. Fire shot through her lower half. The mix of pain and pleasure left her clinging to Sebastian, as William's finger continued to stroke her.

Sebastian lifted her quickly and positioned himself on the bed, pulling Gitana up and over him. His rigid c.o.c.k found its way into her p.u.s.s.y and she cried out as he filled her.

He pulled her to him, nibbling on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s in the process.

The weight on the bed shifted as William appeared behind her. He rubbed his shaft against her a.n.u.s, gathering juice from her f.u.c.king Sebastian, and nudged himself into her a.s.s slowly.

"More!" she screamed as she rode Sebastian harder.

Blinding hot pain shot through her body as William thrust the full length of his swollen c.o.c.k into her a.s.s. Her body clenched against him, fighting the invasion. She was too full, too stretched, too ready to explode from the heat.

Sebastian grabbed her chin and forced her to look upon his sweet face. "Push down and relax, princess. Let us love you."

He pulled her nipple into his mouth and sucked gently. His fangs nicked her skin, and the minute he began to draw her blood into his mouth, her body relaxed around William's impaling c.o.c.k.

She drove her body down onto Sebastian's, causing her bloodied breast to slip from his mouth. Gitana dove at his chin, licking the tiny trickle of blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth, and dug her nails into his arms as her o.r.g.a.s.m ripped through her.

"Your a.s.s is so b.l.o.o.d.y tight," William panted, pounding himself into her repeatedly. The odd full feeling, he gave her, made her entire body feel alive. He pumped himself into her, harder and harder, to the point that she was unable to hold her body up and her rhythm while f.u.c.king Sebastian had changed to mirror William. "f.u.c.k, oh...oh f.u.c.k, I can't hold it much longer." His body stiffened and he flattened himself against her back as he shot his hot seed into her.

The air around them thickened, then stilled. She knew that whatever they'd just done had brought about a magic like none she'd ever seen, but she didn't care. She wanted more.

Gitana could feel William's heart pounding rapidly against her back. He stroked her arms gently as his body continued to shoot s.e.m.e.n into her a.s.s. He pulled out slowly, dripping onto her.

Sebastian rolled her quickly onto her back, never leaving the warmth of her womb, and pumped his body into hers. The muscles in his arms tightened as he strained to control his motions. His blue eyes locked on hers and he snarled, "Mine."

He slammed himself down on her, and she screamed out from the pain. He swiveled his hips ever so slightly and found a gentle rhythm, quickly chasing away the hurt with a pleasure such as she'd never known before. She writhed beneath him, another man's come leaking slowly from her body, while she tried to escape the supernova that threatened to claim her.

"I can't, Bastian ... no more ... please." The continual o.r.g.a.s.ms were sending her over the edge. She clawed at his back and he pumped into her.

"Je t'aime, Gitana--I love you." He said, allowing his seed to project into her body. She felt the demon within her receding, sated for the moment. He kissed her nose and she smiled. He tilted his head to the side and winked. "You did not cover your mouth."

"No, I didn't," she said, laughing softly.

She heard the shower running in the bathroom and remembered William. The shock of what she'd just done hit her and she tried desperately to get out from beneath Sebastian. He pinned her body to the bed and began kissing her neck.

"Bastian, I'm so sorry. I've never ... I'm...."

"Shhh, ca ne fait rien--it doesn't matter. It needed to be done and I am pleased that it was William who a.s.sisted us. I am so sorry for the curse that I have pa.s.sed on to...."

"Yeah, you piece of vampire trash, you will know sorry soon enough."

Gitana stiffened at the sound of Aaron's voice. Sebastian leaned down and kissed her gently on the mouth, ignoring the intruder.

His body was ripped from hers and she screamed out, trying to hold onto him.

Strong arms yanked her out of the bed and she looked into Aaron's cold, hard eyes. His lips curled and his nostrils flared. "You let this piece of rotting flesh f.u.c.k you?"

She'd seen this look in Aaron's eyes before. He would kill them all tonight, that much she was sure of.

Chapter 14.

Aaron took in a deep breath and growled at her. He brought his hand up and smacked her across the face. Gitana's head jerked back and for a minute, all she saw was flecks of white."Leave her be!" Sebastian shouted. He was pinned under a half dozen of Aaron's pack members who were being anything but gentle with him.

Aaron pulled Gitana to him and smiled wide. He let a claw extend from his finger and pressed it against her lower abdomen.

Taking a deep breath in, he jerked on her. "You carry another man's child. Does the vampire know this?"

"Another man's child?" Gitana repeated the question, unclear on how she could be pregnant by anyone else. William hadn't released his seed in her womb and Sebastian was the only other man she'd had s.e.x with since divorcing Aaron two years prior.

"You've become quite the s.l.u.t, Gitana. Tell me, how many others c.o.c.ks have you had? Huh? How many men have you let f.u.c.k you?" Aaron pressed his wolf claw into her flesh. Hot pain followed as he drew blood slowly. It wasn't a deep wound yet, but it would be before long. "Don't look so surprised. Tell me who else you've been s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g?"

"Me," William said, from the bathroom doorway. He held his hand out, palms up and stared at Aaron. "I suggest you leave now and never return."

The werewolves in the room laughed. They weren't scared of a naked Brit, anymore than they were scared of Gitana. Aaron took a step forward and looked William over. He glanced back at Gitana and shook his head. "Baby, I was just too good. My d.i.c.k was too much for you, huh? No one could compare, so you settled on this human?" He said the word human like it was a disease.

Gitana brushed her hair out her face and stood tall, not caring that six other men were now seeing her naked as well. "I'll have you know that one time with William was better than all the times you were in me." Aaron spun around, letting his eyes go yellow. She knew that the wolf within him was now teetering on the edge of release.

"I'm going to f.u.c.k you so hard in front of your heroes that you'll beg me for mercy. And, when I'm done, you'll know who the real alpha is here, b.i.t.c.h." He lunged at her and grabbed her around the waist. He had her on her hands and knees before she knew what hit her. He slapped her a.s.s hard and growled, "I'll own this before the night is over."

"My good friend Sebastian is her mate, and he would greatly appreciate it if you stepped away from her," William said, taking another step into the room. Two of Aaron's men rushed him and William simply pushed his hands outward. Gitana couldn't see anything emanating from William, but something sent the two weres tumbling into the wall. The room smelled of magic, a scent she'd become accustomed to after years of living within the Roma witch community.

Sebastian tossed the remaining pack members from his body and lunged at Aaron. Aaron grabbed hold of Gitana and jerked her head back. "Take a good look at her before I gut her," he said, running a half-clawed finger down the side of her throat. Sebastian stopped in mid-motion, refusing to allow harm to come to her. "You claim she is your mate, but you let that human, with a few fancy parlor tricks, knock her up? That doesn't scream mate to me, it screams coward."

Sebastian's blue eyes swirled with black and Gitana knew that the demon within him had risen. Aaron trailed his fingers down her body, stopping at her breast and plucking her nipple. "Look, they still get hard for me, baby." His hot breath felt foreign on her ear. "Want to see how hard you still make me?"

Gitana, use the gifts that were bestowed upon you. Her grandmother's voice echoed in her head. She scanned the room with her eyes to be sure that Grandma hadn't crashed the party. As much as she wanted help, having her Grandmother show up after she'd just slept with two men wasn't her idea of a happy ending.

Aaron grabbed her a.s.s and pulled it back toward him. Parting her cheeks, he rubbed is thumb over her a.n.u.s. "Yeah, you're hot for me, I can smell it. I'm going f.u.c.k you raw, baby. It's my right, you know--you're my wife."

"Come on, Aaron. You said that you wanted to scare her and her vampire, not rape her," Travis said softly, looking a bit banged up. "She's carrying a child now, leave her be. You got her, she's scared. Let's go home."

Gitana was shocked to hear Travis, Aaron's right-hand man, stand up to him. Aaron growled, jerking her hips back against him.

"I'll f.u.c.k my wife any way I see fit and then I'll kill the b.a.s.t.a.r.d that put that child in her." She closed her eyes and concentrated on the air around her. Her grandmother had spent years trying to convince her that if she only listened she'd hear the spirits of the dead. Gitana hoped it was true because she needed to call upon their power to help her stop Aaron and his entire pack. She heard the whispers of the unknown. They were faint at first, but there. A low buzzing started in her head and she knew that metaphysically she'd tapped into the spirit plane. "Spirits of the dead, heed my need and...."

"Shut-up!" Aaron said slamming his body against hers. He fumbled with his pants and tried to free himself.

"Sebastian, stop her!" William shouted.

Gitana strained to hear him, but the buzzing grew louder. Her nose and throat burned. She reached up to wipe the sweat from her lip and came away with blood. She'd tried too hard, tapping into the dead's magic was too much for her body.

The room shook and Aaron's grasp on her loosened. He fell away from her and she collapsed onto the floor. Visions of a woman who looked like her, but was not, swam through her head. The woman spoke softly to her and tried to ease her pain.