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The Story of Ice and Aaron
The Story of Ice and Aaron
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Chapter 157
The silence stretched out for what seemed like
hours, but was only minutes before Byron could make his vocal cords work.
“I-I-I s-s-still h-h-have t-t-to s-s-say ‘n-n-no’.”
“Pity. Refusal is not an option.” Kory’s grip on
Byron’s wrist tightened and abruptly he used that to twist Byron around and
push him against the counter top. Byron struggled futilely against the
vampire’s greater strength, but to no avail. Kory pulled his arm upward
increasing the pain and discomfort. Still restraining Byron, Kory reached
around and grasped Byron’s zipper with his free hand. A quick tug and the pants
loosened.
“N-n-no,” Byron protested feebly as Kory shoved his
pants to the floor. He could feel the roughness of Kory’s pants against his
naked buttocks. Kory had never been so rough, so domineering before with him.
Under different circumstances, it might have even been arousing, but now, all
Byron could feel was terror.
“Mmm, you smell good.” Kory snuggled closer to him
and lightly ran his tongue along the rapid pulse in Byron’s jugular vein.
“P-p-please d-d-don’t d-d-do th-th-this.”
“Byron, you exist solely at my pleasure. If it
pleases me to have sex, we will have sex. My pleasure is the only concern.”
Byron could hear the familiar sound of a zipper being undone behind him. Soon,
something long and hard was poking him. Kory wedged Byron’s cheeks open and
began rubbing himself slowly along the crack. Byron felt his cheeks become hot
as he realized he was becoming aroused by this. His erection pressed
uncomfortably against the counter.
Kory used his hand to guide his erection to Byron’s
opening. A quick, hard thrust left him sheathed in Byron’s body. He began
moving hard and fast. The violence of the sex made Byron cry out. He fervently
hoped that Kory would finish soon. As the assault continued, he remembered that
vampires could control their release. This would continue as long as Kory
wished it to.
Byron felt a warm liquid begin to run down his leg.
A brief glance made him swallow hard to prevent himself from vomiting. He was
bleeding. Byron watched in horrid fascination at the trickle of blood running
down his leg while Kory continued to pound inside him. He gave one last thrust
and spilled his seed deep inside Byron’s battered body.
Kory picked Byron up and carried him into their
bedroom. He gently put him on the bed. Byron didn’t even try to resist as Kory
stripped him and slowly licked the blood off. His arm ached and there was a
dull throbbing sensation in his abdomen.
“Next time you try to resist, you’ll feel true
pain,” his husband warned.
Byron awkwardly turned onto his side. As he lay
there curled up in pain, slow, silent tears made their way down his cheeks to
drip onto the pillow.
Monday, January 7, 2013
Chapter 156
Byron washed another dish and put it on the rack to dry. He tried to
ignore the screaming and the fighting in the background. He was tired of
cooking and cleaning and disciplining his children. Five sons in nine years
were enough to make anyone irritable.
“Hello, lover,” Kory put his arms around him. He shoved him away. Lately
he’d grown to hate it when Kory was in an amorous mood. Sex led to pregnancy
which led to more children and more work for him. Kory was great about playing
with the children and even disciplined them when needed, but he refused to pick
up so much as a dirty sock.
“What’s wrong, Byron?” Kory turned him to look him in the eyes.
“N-nothing,” he muttered, turning back to the sink full of dirty dishes.
“You’re lying. I can always tell. Something
is wrong.” Kory kissed him on the back of his neck. Byron couldn’t help the
shiver of pleasure that ran up his spine. The man certainly knew which buttons
to press to arouse him.
“S-stop it. I’m n-not in the m-mood.”
“I can get you in the mood,” he whispered sliding his hands under Byron’s
shirt.
“I s-said, s-stop it! I d-don’t w-want t-to have s-sex with you r-right
n-now,” Byron said with gritted teeth. The vampire behind him went really
still.
“You really don’t mean that, Byron,” Kory said in a low voice.
“I r-really d-do. I’ve b-been s-slaving away all d-day t-to c-care for the
b-boys and I’m t-tired.”
“Then sex is just what you need to make you feel better.”
“N-not t-tonight. B-besides won’t your ‘f-f-friend’ m-miss you?”
“What friend?” Kory asked menace in his voice.
“The one with r-red hair who l-left her lipstick on your c-collar.”
“Oh, that. That’s just sex. It doesn’t mean
anything. I get lonely when you’re pregnant.”
“Then why k-keep m-me p-pregnant if you g-get so
‘l-lonely’?”
“Byron, Byron, Byron, I have needs. You can’t always
satisfy those needs, so I find someone who can.”
“How d-do you know I c-can’t s-satisfy your
n-needs? You’ve n-never even asked m-me,” Byron accused. “I’m n-n-not having
s-s-sex with you unless you wear a c-c-condom and I want t-t-to g-g-go on the
P-p-pill.”
“No.”
Byron stared at Kory in shock. He thought it
perfectly reasonable to go on the Pill to reduce the odds of another pregnancy.
Kory had said he wanted lots of children, but Byron thought five was enough for
now. The vampire looked adamant about his refusal. For the first time in a long
time, Byron felt a chill run down his spine. The way Kory was looking at him
reminded him that vampires were predators and humans were their prey. Blade had
never looked at him that way and Ice had done so only rarely.
“I-I-I m-m-mean it. N-n-no m-m-more ch-ch-children
f-f-for n-n-now.”
Kory smiled at him, a slow, predatory smile. “I
said ‘No’.” He gently stroked Byron’s cheek and trailed his fingers down his
arm to encircle his wrist in a firm grasp. “You seem to have forgotten that I
brought you here for only one purpose, if you are no longer willing to fulfill
that purpose, I have no more use for you. If I have no more use for you, I’ll
dispose of you, permanently.”
“Y-y-you n-n-need m-m-me t-t-to t-t-take c-c-care
of th-th-the ch-ch-children,” Byron whispered.
Kory shrugged. “Not really. Caesar’s old enough to
be weaned. I can hire a nanny for them and a housekeeper for the rest of the
things you do around here. I’m certainly capable of finding a sex partner. You’re
not indispensable.”
“Wh-wh-what w-w-would y-y-you t-t-tell th-th-them?”
“Oh, probably that you fell and unfortunately died.
Most of them are too young to know any better.” Kory replied carelessly.
Byron felt cold. His husband had obviously thought
about killing him and how he would explain it to the children. As an old and
powerful vampire, he could certainly make them believe it…
Friday, January 4, 2013
Chapter 155
Ice paced nervously outside the Council chambers. He had
petitioned for Ben’s divorce from Blizzara for months. Now the moment of truth
had arrived. He checked his cell phone again for messages. Nothing. Blizzara
had gone into labor just as the meeting had started. Ben had accompanied her to
the hospital with Aaron and Onyx. Nadia was babysitting Caitlin. Blade was in
with the Council. Never had Ice felt so alone.
“Well?” He demanded when Blade walked out of the room.
“The marriage will be dissolved on the child’s first birthday.
It’s over. She’ll be gone from our lives.”
“And the children?”
“Ben has custody of them as well.”
“Any news of Byron and Burke?”
“No.” But Ice could see concern in Blade’s eyes.
“What else is wrong?”
“It could be nothing, but the seers have found some indications
of demonic activity.”
Blade laughed, “Sometimes I forget how young
you are. Yes, they exist. I thought the knowledge of how to summon them had
been lost as well.”
“Lost? Or deliberately destroyed?”
“The latter. The sorcerers who summoned them
caused many problems. The Council hunted down the sorcerers and killed them and
destroyed their grimoires. Any time they find someone who’s been dabbling in
such things, they kill them. Some things are best forgotten.”
“And if someone’s raising demons again?”
“If a demon mates with someone on this plane,
the resulting child could wreak havoc on the world before it’s stopped.”
“How often has that happened?”
“It’s been millennia. It requires a virginal
child of both human and vampire or werewolf blood. That’s one reason why we’re
discouraged from having children.”
Ice felt cold. “Burke is…”
“Yes. He is. However, Turquoise has never
shown any interest in demons before. I think it’s highly unlikely that he’s
been summoning them.”
“He’s determined to fulfill the prophecy
using his own flesh and blood. Why wouldn’t he add a little demonic blood to
the mix?”
The question hung in the air. The tension was
broken abruptly by the loud ringing of Ice’s cell phone.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Chapter 154
Blade
looked up from his book at a knock on the door.
“Can I
come in?” Ice poked his head in.
“Sure,
what’s up?”
“Aaron
and I had a fight.”
“You act
like that’s never happened before.”
“Well, it
hasn’t. Not like this. He’s never been this angry at me before.”
“What did
you do?”
“What
makes you think I did anything?”
Blade
glared at the younger vampire, “People do not get angry for no reason.”
“I told
him about Turquoise. About him being alive. About him possibly being behind the
boys’ disappearances.”
Blade
rolled his eyes. “And you’re honestly don’t know why he’s mad at you?”
“No, I
get it. It’s just that this might be it. I’m not sure if he’ll ever forgive me
for not telling him immediately.”
Blade
pulled him down to the bed. “I’m sorry. But you’re not entirely to blame. We
both agreed not to tell them. Not it’s coming back to bite us.”
They lay
there silently for a long time. Blade was content to simply hold Ice. Ice was
always so reserved, Blade sometimes forgot the man had feelings like anyone
else. He might not show them, but he had them.
A knock
on the door interrupted his musings. “Come in.”
“Hey,
Dad, can I speak to you?” Ben slipped into the room, closing the door behind
him.
“Sure. Do
you want Ice to leave?”
“No, he
can stay. It’s vampire stuff I want to talk about.”
“Oh?”
“I know
the Council really wants this marriage and all, but it’s not working out. I
hate her. I want a divorce.”
“You
would abandon your pregnant wife?”
“No. I’d
wait until after the child’s born, but she can’t stay here with me afterwards.
I want custody of our children. I’m the one who’s cared for Caitlin. All she
did was give birth to her.”
“Hey,
don’t knock it.” Ice spoke up. “They call it labor for a reason.”
“Yeah,
but you’ve done more for me than she’s ever
done for her daughter and I’m not even your son.”
“True. I
have no objection. I can’t stand her either.”
Blade
glared at his lover and son. “You know that the Council has to approve.”
“Why
wouldn’t they? We have two children.”
“Again,
true. Their purpose in marrying Ben off has been accomplished and maybe…” Ice
trailed off. Blade knew what the other man was thinking. Maybe getting Ben out
of his marriage would help heal Ice’s relationship with Aaron.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Chapter 153
Aaron idly tugged at
the weeds in his garden. Ben’s wife was pregnant with their second child. No
matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t warm up to his daughter-in-law. He
hated the Council for insisting on the match. Ben wasn’t happy, Blizzara wasn’t
happy and most of all Caitlin wasn’t happy. She was too young to understand why
her parents fought all the time. Aaron cursed as the weeds cut his hands.
“You should watch
your language. You never know who might be listening. It’s bad enough that Blade
swears like a sailor in front of Caitlin, she really doesn’t need to learn it
from you too.”
Aaron smiled up at
Ice. “You’re right. I wasn’t thinking. Or rather I was thinking about Ben and
Blizzara. Why on earth was she chosen as his mate?”
“The Council has its
reasons,” Ice replied neutrally.
Aaron narrowed his
eyes at his husband. “You know something. Spill it.”
“Aaron, I can’t. It’s
Council business,” Ice sighed.
“This is my child
we’re talking about! If it affects him, I have a right to know.”
“Fine. Blizzara was
suspected of being involved in my abduction. The only evidence linking her was
circumstantial at best and the Council decided not to punish her. The man who
abducted me escaped from custody. The Council thinks he is behind Byron and
Burke’s disappearances. In order to counteract the possibility of him fathering
a child on them, the Council decided to marry off someone with mixed
bloodlines, so the next generation will have three colors in their blood. Ben
was the only one available.”
Aaron stared at Ice
and began cursing softly using all the vocabulary he had learned from Blade
over the years.
“Aaron, calm down.”
“No, I will not calm
down! You sold my son because you and your bloody Council can’t manage to kill
one bloody vampire! Now my sons are in danger and you didn’t even bother to
tell me! How long have you known that that madman was free?”
“Um,” Ice hesitated.
“Forget it! Get out
of my sight!” Aaron turned away to hide his tears. How could Ice and Blade
conceal this from him? He felt incredibly betrayed that Ice could do this to
him after almost forty years of marriage.
“Aaron, are you
okay?” Onyx wrapped his arms around his lover.
“No. Did you know?”
“Know about what?”
Onyx sounded confused.
“About the madman who
kidnapped Ice being alive and free and m-maybe responsible for my sons’
disappearances.”
Onyx tightened his
arms around Aaron. “No. I didn’t know that. Ice told you this? How long has he
known about it?”
“Yes. I don’t know.
He didn’t say. But it’s been at least six years.”
Onyx swore. “I
suppose Blade knows as well?”
“Yeah. I was thinking
we should spike their plasma juice with garlic.”
Onyx laughed, “Petty.
It wouldn’t work. They’d smell the garlic.”
“Yeah, well, I’m
feeling a little petty right now.”
“I know what you
mean. They had no right to keep this from us, especially when it puts our
children in danger.”
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Chapter 152
“Here we are again,”
Blizzara remarked, “It’s your eighteenth birthday and it’s time to have another
child.”
“Go away, Blizzara,
I’m not interested,” Ben said crossly. The last thing he wanted was to screw
her.
She sat down on the
bed beside him. “Now, now, Bennie, don’t be like that. I know we’ve had our
difficulties in the past, but you don’t really hate me, do you?”
“I find you
disgusting, repulsive and the last person on earth I would sleep with.”
She laughed softly,
“Your mouth is saying ‘no’, but this,” she ran a finger up Ben’s penis which
responded eagerly, “is saying ‘yes’.”
“Don’t touch me,” he
shoved her hand away from his body.
“Ooh, rough. I can do
rough.” She leaned over to kiss him. He jerked away from her. She pinned his
wrists to the bed and bit his neck. He gasped and arched his back. Nothing had
prepared him for what it felt like to be fed on by a vampire. She drew back
from his neck, mouth covered with blood. She kissed him. The metallic taste of
blood filled his mouth. Hands tugged at his clothing. He gasped as her hand
wrapped around his erection.
“Please,” he begged.
He wasn’t sure if he wanted her to stop or not. She only paused long enough to
tear off her own clothing before resuming where she left off. He caressed her buttocks
as she straddled him. Then it was over and he was left feeling vaguely
disappointed. The physical release had been intense but something was missing.
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