Happy Memorial Day Love Bites Finale

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Merah

I stand frozen. Darn it! He is the most handsome man I have ever seen.  Yes, Glen is good looking and Giorgio is handsome also, in his own boyish way, but this man is absolutely striking. All I can do is stand and stare.

How did he find me? I knew he had to be lying about being able to read my thoughts and feelings. I am so glad I didn’t trust him.

“Are you going to just stand and gawk or invite me in? It has been a long tiring trip.” He had to open his smart mouth. Now I remember why I ran. So I eventually give in to how much I have wanted him.

 He pulls me close to him turning my head up, leaning down to kiss me.

Part of me wants so badly to feel his sensuous lips against mine, but the sensible part knows he is evil. He made me a monster. For what? To be his beck and call girl. Instead of accepting the kiss, I bring my knee up into his groin.

“Damn woman! You are crazy. I come all the way to Italy to save your stupid ass, and this is the thanks I get! I should just let the damn madman do whatever it is he plans to do to you.” Glaring at me, he rises up, pushes past me, and slumps into the nearest chair, his large hands still covering his groin.

“I have told you before, I don’t need saving. Especially now that you gave me super strength, and super power and oh! I think invisibility.” I fold my hands across my chest and roll my eyes.

  “I didn't invite you in. How the heck did you just walk in like that?” I throw my hands up in frustration.

“You’ve watched too much fantasy on TV. By now you should know what is myth and what is fact. Well mostly. Everything seems to fall on deaf ears with you.” Nicolai moves his hands up to the arm rest and stretches his long legs out onto the foot rest.

I feel myself swallow hard looking up the long lean firm line with his package showcased just right in his well-fitting designer jeans. OH MY GOODNESS! Hot doesn’t even come close to describing this man.  

 He smiles brazenly, as I fidget, still by the door my eyes practically glued to all his yummy manness.

 “I can only enter if invited except at public places.” I look up to his face, trying to get a grip on myself. Why does he have such an effect on me?  It has to be some vampire spell.

“Have you actually tried?” He looks at me and grins. He is doing some cute chewing of his lower lip thing, with one fang slightly showing that really is making me want to put my lips on his. Nope! Looking at his face doesn’t help a bit.

“Now that I think about it, Giorgio had invited me in when we arrived. So did Glen’s Nonna! I really haven’t had to enter a place uninvited.” I lower my head sheepishly.

Everything about him is intoxicating. I know now why I chose to come to Italy; to be as far from him as I can. The less contact I have with him the easier it is for me to resist temptation.

I found out earlier today if I’m even slightly hungry my control isn’t good at all. I give easily into the slightest of my desires. I have to get him out of here fast, because the desire I have for him is anything but slight.

“You need to leave. I am doing fine here. I have no need for you whatsoever.” The way I look at him betrays my words and he knows it.

He takes a deep breath. His face tenses with anger.

“I can smell that.” He growls standing quickly. He was in front of me before I knew it. Suddenly he had me by my shoulders. His face full of mixed emotions. His fangs bared in an angry snarl.

Damn he is even sexy mad.

“You are mine! Do you understand this?”  He shakes me furiously. The look on his handsome face a complex mix of anger, frustration, exasperation, and heat.

“I hope the human died! When I get hold of him it won’t be as pleasant as it was with you.” He growled menacingly.

 Suddenly his lips met mine with force, his tongue demanding entrance.

He held my head tightly as I tried to pull back. His tongue traced my lips provocatively. My emotions confuse me. I think of Glenn making love to me. No screwing my brains out, BIG difference. I also think of Giorgio, sweet and gentlemanly.  Deep inside I know who I really want. And his lips are on mine. Finally I cave.

I part my lips slightly and his tongue takes the invitation quickly. I melt into his arms, his kiss, angry and fierce at first then slowing to a deep sensuous passion. Damn! This is nothing like it was with Glenn.

I hear myself sigh as our tongues tangle madly; our bodies pressed tightly, his body growing hard against mine.  Oh how I dreamed of this for months before things went so horribly wrong. Before he took advantage of me and made me the monster I am. I tried to pull away but just couldn't seem to make my body and my mind get on the same page. My fingers start unbuttoning his shirt. I can feel his heart beat fast. I can smell his blood as it courses through his veins. My hunger to taste him is so much different from how it was with Glenn. My head spins with desire and need.

“Which way is your bedroom?” He whispers softly into my hair, his voice thick with need.

I feel myself point. He sweeps me up into his arms. I look into his eyes and lean back in for another kiss. He shuts the front door still holding me in his arms. Dang! He’s strong. I may be small, but he has carried me to the front door and now back towards my bedroom and acts as if I'm light as a feather.

He tosses me on the bed, kneeling over me; he jerks my top over my head, his eyes darkening with lust. He unsnaps my bra, moaning his appreciation of my firm mounds. He caresses them both with his large soft hands, softly rolling my nipples with his fingers. I gasp as he slides down taking on of my breasts in his mouth, his tongue teasing my hard nipple. I moan as he gently bits it. Oh hell is he good or what? I am about to come and he hasn’t even got started. His hands slide down my stomach, fumbling with my zipper. I raise my hips as he starts to slide my jeans down my hips.

BANG! The front door splinters.

Nicolai, jumps up taking a protective stance in front of me, fangs bared, growling menacingly.

Looking around him I see Giorgio. Fangs bared. Man does he look pissed!

 “Nicolai! I see you have made yourself quite at home, even helping yourself to my guest.” He growls, baring his fangs. Hmmm, they know each other?  Giorgio apparently pissed about something, steps closer to Nicolai. The look in his eyes becoming heated, as he looks Nicolai over gazing longingly at Nicolai’s erection.

What the hell? I am laying here on the bed my breast bare and  my pants pulled past my hips exposing everything except what little my red lacy panties hid, and the man I have been going out with for the last few weeks is gazing at my ‘to be lover’ lustfully? Yeah it’s all sort of twisted.

I stand beside Nicolai. He steps forward slightly, fangs still bared, as if protecting me. Why does he feel the need to protect me from Giorgio? Giorgio and I are very close friends not enemies.

“Giorgio. I have not come home. I have only come to take what is mine back to our home.” He says in a snarl.

“You walk in here uninvited and act as a brute, taking her to bed and you think she will just up and go home with you just like that?” Giorgio moves in closer to Nicolai.

“Nicolai, my love,” Giorgio chuckles. “Your dear Merah, has just mated with my nephew Glenn.” He practically purrs as he leans in close to Nicolai.

Nicolai turns and looks at me, confused. His erection has finally faded and the passion in his eyes is now mixed with anger.

“It doesn’t matter.” He glances back at me; I can’t discern what his look means. Is he angry with me? Does he still desire me? Have I blown it? Why do I care? “

I had no idea what I was doing. I am still raw, yet I had just fed from Glenn in more ways than one.” He grits his teeth and clinches his fists open and closed.

“She hasn’t chosen a mate.” He added as he looks at me then turns back to Giorgio “Yet.” He smiles wickedly.

 “You just interrupted me taking her as mine.” He inadvertently licks his upper lip slowly, his eyes darkening with heat.

“Yes. Looks like I was just in time.” Giorgio turns to me glaring angrily. “If you had, I would have ripped her head off already.”

“As you said, she is raw and has no idea. It’s a good thing for her that I showed up when I did.” He moved stealthily in my direction, keeping Nicolai’s gazed focus on his face not his movement.

“Ok. What is going on here?” Instinctively, I move closer to Nicolai. Seeing the odd look on Giorgio’s face, I take a protective stance by Nicolai. The way Giorgio is looking at him is giving me the creeps.

“I told you, I came to save you from Giorgio. I will explain the mating thing when we get home. I was not taking you against your will. Don’t listen to him. He is the one that means you harm. Not I.” He took me by the arm and I jerk away. He snarls.

Giorgio grins slyly. “Dear, Dear Nicolai. It seems your charms are fading with your age. She doesn’t seem to be as struck by you as you would like her to be.” His voice drips with acidic honey.

Giorgio reaches over and grabs my arm, jerking me to the door “Come dear let’s go hunt.” He snarls as he turns back to Nicolai.

“It appears that you haven’t learned a thing over the years. You will see soon that I am tired of playing games.” Giorgio glared at Nicolai as he took me by neck tightly forcing me to the door. “Follow us and I will rip her pretty little head from her shoulders.” He dug in his fangs to make me cry out.

“Giorgio, we made a deal.” Nicolai gnashed his fangs. His gorgeous eyes full of regret.

“Yes, dear we did. I held up to my end.” He looks at me and smirks. “I’m not in your America, as I agreed. You are here in my home. It is obvious you still don’t want me.” I’m going to go feed now. So if you will excuse us.” He pushes me harshly through the door. Get in and don’t try anything if you want to live.” He growls into my ear. As we speed away, I look back; Nicolai stands there as if paralyzed. Is he really not going to follow?  

We arrive in the generally poor area of town, where we usually hunt. There is a bar here and he finds us a couple willing to swing or sometimes a couple of drunken vagrants. I'm still not good at glamouring people but I’m getting a bit better. It takes concentration and to me it feels like mind-rape. We enter the bar, Giorgio holding a knife into my side.  I get a strange feeling from Giorgio. Why is he threatening me? Then I realized he was talking to Nicolai as if they shared a past. Even possibly as lovers?

“Giorgio, how do you know Nicolai?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” He snapped at me.

He ordered two drinks and slammed the money on the bar. He kept looking at the door as if he were expecting someone.

“I am sorry Merah. Did you call him here?” His voice was so angry and tense.

I slugged my drink down fast, and shook my head.

“He is your maker.” Giorgio spoke through greeted teeth and it wasn’t a question.

“I know he is. I can smell him in your blood. I knew the moment I met you he had made you. What I don’t know is why? And why you lied to Glenn and I that you had no idea who made you.”

“He made me because I was dying and he had no choice. I was angry with him and ran away. I wanted to prove to him I could learn to survive this new life on my own. I met Glenn in the hospital the night Nicolai and I were setting our story for my return. Evidently Glenn was immune to Nicolai’s brainwash spell, and figured out what I was. He offered to help me and here we are.” I fidgeted in my chair and finished my drink. Giorgio motioned for us another still watching the door solemnly, one arm wrapped around me to conceal the knife he now had pressed over my kidney.

“I see. But you did know that makers can track their underlings? I know Glenn told you this.”

I nodded, took a sip of the new drink and tried to stand. Surely he is bluffing. I felt the knife nick me and smelled the blood. He did too his eyes dilated. Oh shit!

“Nicolai cannot get inside my head. He can’t read me, therefore, can’t track me. He can only feel me when I’m thinking of him. And not always then.” How did he find me? Has he been lying to me?  Can he really read me?

Giorgio leaned in closer to me, his breathe hot. “So that is why he hasn’t shown up. It has been so long I guess he forgot he can track me. Even though he severed our ties he could find me if he tried hard enough I am sending out as much of a signal as I can.”

 “You better hope he can feel you through your screams of pain. I don’t plan to let you die slowly.” He jerkily pushes me through the door. “I will make him pay for the anguish he has caused me. I would never have let him turn me if I had realized his love for me was platonic. I told him he would never have another mate other than me.” He squeezes my arm hard, digging his nails into my flesh.

 “I am so glad you are a stubborn little bitch and didn’t let him make you his mate yet.” I can feel his hot breath on my cheek. This time the chills he sends down my spine are fear not desire.

“Good for me bad for you.” He snarls.

I was able to break free from him as he loosened his hold to open the door. I ran down the street thanking God I have vampiric speed. Giorgio is gaining on me. Oops I forgot he has vampiric speed too. I turn down an alley thinking I can double back and call Glenn from the bar. Oh great! Just like in a bad horror flick when the dumb victim runs up the stairs or down into a basement, I run into a dead end alley. Way to go girl!

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Nicolai

Giorgio lost me in the traffic. Funny, I thought he wanted me to follow him. It has been a long time since I was here. I really don’t know his habits now. When we were together, he basically just hung around me, actually clinged to me. I misunderstood his feelings for me or I would never have turned him.

We were together many years before he became terminally ill. How did I misinterpret his feelings? I guess I didn’t help by occasionally indulging in a quick kiss or allowing him to share my bed. I am wasting too much time driving these streets looking for them. I turn around and head back to the mansion. Hopefully the human is well enough to talk. I know Merah well enough she won’t leave without him. So sue me I am using him as bait. Perhaps if he knows she is in danger he will convince her to leave. I find him sitting on the porch rather dazed.

“Glenn, I am Nicolas Masterson. I really don’t have much time for explanation. Trust me, Merah is in great danger.” I catch his eye to compel him but he meets mine and grins. I can see what Merah sees in him he is very attractive, with his large deep brown eyes and dimples. He looks a lot like Giorgio. I am such a sucker for big brown eyes.

“You are Merah’s maker?” His body rigid, his handsome face tense. He is definitely not very happy to see me.

“Yes” Damn! I must be losing it. I can’t compel him either. That’s two in a few months’ time, compared to two in the century before.

“I need you to help me find her. Your uncle Giorgio has her and means her harm.” I try to sound convincing.

“You convince my uncle you love him so you can turn himto make him your slave, then dump him threatening his life. Now you do the same to Merah, and you expect me to believe you mean them no harm?” All of a sudden I hear her in my head, screaming. I leap onto the porch and grab him shaking him violently.

“Listen she is screaming for me, she is in an alley and terrified. If you care for her take me to her now! Trust me this much. When I find her harmed because you’re wasting my time, I will take her death out in both you and your uncle’s hide.” I growl, my fangs bared.

He looks at me for a moment but doesn’t seem to be afraid.  “You do love her?”

“Look you stupid idiot. I’m not here to fight over her. All I want is to get her home safely.” I give him another shake.

He jerks away. “I know where they were going tonight to feed.” He heads to my car and puts out his hand gesturing for my keys.

“What?” I look at him confused.

“Keys. I can’t take you there without them.” He slides past me and gets into the driver seat.

“I can drive.” I grit my teeth and pound my fist into the top of the car. Damn! I’ll have to pay extra for the dent.

“I am not good with directions and you’re wasting time.” He looks to calm for a man that is supposed to be saving the woman he supposedly loves. He actually looks and sounds a little angry. Well, more like a lot angry.

Reluctantly I toss him the keys and get in. I am not that worried, it is just a rental.

We pull up at the bar and I can smell them both. They were here only minutes ago. I run back out the door and sniff the air. I shut out all sounds focusing solely on her. I can hear her calling to me.

“They went this way.” I take of running.

I find them a few blocks down in an alley.

“Giorgio let her go.” I command. He turns and smiles cunningly.

“Ah, you did find us. Too bad. I was hoping to get her somewhere private, but this will have to work. I wanted to torture her for a while before you found us. but she is much stronger than I counted on... You really know how to pick them. I was shocked when fate brought her to me and I smelled your blood. She isn’t your typical type. You never chose the others as a mate. Why this one? What’s so special about her?” Giorgio looks at her as if trying to see what I see in her, and then plants a big kiss on her. I chuckle when she bites his lip.

“Because she has fire, and fate chose her for me. I didn’t choose. We had barely begun to court when unfortunate circumstance arose. She got herself into a bad situation and I found her dying. It was take her or lose her forever.” I look at her and regret getting her into this situation. Our eyes meet. Well, maybe not if I can get her out of this. Perhaps we can take up where we left off.

Giorgio shifts his grip to one arm, raising the knife to her face. His fang glint in the streetlight.

“Perhaps if I make her ugly, you won’t want her. You were always a vain one.” As he cuts her cheek, she twists and is able to break free.

She runs to me but I know I have to end this now. He won’t stop until he gets the revenge he seeks on me.

“Giorgio, I say his name softly, seductively. He stands and watches me. I take him into my arms and kiss him softly. I owe him this much. As I feel him relax into me, I reach for the knife.

“You Bastard!” Giorgio screamed as I felt the knife plunge into me simultaneously, something else hit us like a ton of bricks. I roll over and see him and Merah struggling.

“Merah!” Great! Now the human has to show up.

She screams as Giorgio stabs at her. Then he falls over in a heap as Glenn hits him across the shoulders with a tire iron. I guess that’s what took so long. He thought of weapons.

Giorgio grabs his foot and hits him hard in the head knocking him cold. I finally get back to my feet. He missed my heart but pierced my lung. I will heal with blood just fine but I’m very weak. Merah is lying still, and I can’t see from here how badly she is hurt. I can smell her blood, increased heart rate, and hear her breathing. I lean over her when Giorgio grabs me from behind. Merah motions me with her head and I roll as Giorgio slashes, catching me on my arm. Damn that hurts! She comes up with the tire iron spearing Giorgio through the chest.

She comes over to me and helps me up. I pull her into me.

“How bad?” I can feel her sobbing against me. The scent of her blood and my injuries awaken my instincts, but I can control mine.

“He missed my heart but got my lung. I can heal with blood.” I feel myself slumping but she holds me up.

“Is he dead?” She looks towards Glenn.

“No, He is just unconscious, but I am not sure of his damages.” I say rather nonchalantly. She rolls her eyes.

“Giorgio?” She shudders as she looks over at him.

“Yes you got him through the heart, but to make sure he stays that way, he will have to be either beheaded or have his heart removed.” I spy the Dumpster behind us. “Another option is to burn him.”

“Did you ever love him?” She crosses her arms over her chest and stares down at me.

“Yes. If not I would not have turned him.” Damn! I am bleeding to death, well not a permanent death but it still hurts, and she is concerned about my past love life?

“Were you lovers?” She looks back-over at Giorgio.

“No. If we were, I don’t think any of us would be in the mess we are here in this alley.” Then is strikes me, this is the third time we were in an alley with a man she has killed. I start to laugh then cough and cry out in pain.

“What’s so funny?” She kneels, unbuttons my shirt, and looks at my wound.

“We have to stop meeting in alleys with dead men at our feet.” I hiss as she licks the wound. It stops bleeding fast. She has learned a few things since she has been away.

“It’s not exactly my favorite meeting place either.” She looks up, her big brown eyes full of heat. Yeah, she wants me.

She shudders and offers me her wrist. “Here, take enough to heal yourself.”

“I would prefer your neck.” I smile. You can’t blame a man for trying.

“Take what I offer or die.” She sounds very unhappy, and starts to stand back up.

“Fine. I will take your arm.” I reach up and grab her hand, pulling her back down into my lap. I sink my fangs gently and se moans. Damn! Why do we have to be in an alley like this?

 When she starts to tug back, I lick it to stop the bleeding. I can feel her shudder in my arms. Yes she really wants me? While she is still relaxed I grab her face and kiss her.

The human moans. Damn he picks the damnest time to wake up.

 “Are you ok?” She jumps up from my lap and runs to him. I can hear the affection in her voice.

“Yes.” I watch them kiss.

Finally I clear my throat.

“We need to finish the business at hand here and decide how we are getting back home.”

“Nicolai did you bring a private jet?” Merah asks a slight blush on her cheeks.

“Yes, of course. Do you see wings on my back?” I pull myself up.

“Fine! You are the reason for this mess. You take care of things. Glenn and I will take Giorgio’s car back and pack. Meet us back at the airport.” She looks at me then quickly turns her attention back to Glenn.

He looks and me and puts his arm around her kissing her one last time. She responds to him.

“Merah. We need to talk.” She jumps and lets out a startled cry, as I grab her arm from behind. OK I guess that was a bad idea considering what she has recently been through.

I pull her into me. “Merah we are meant to be together. You can feel this as much as I can. “

“Yes, but you were a couple hours too late. I am with Glenn now. That is if you will have me.” She turns back to him imploring.

He tries to smile but is still very dazed. He needs to be healed, but I will be damned if I am going to tell her. He slumps into her.

“I love you Merah and I know you love me.” She hooks his arm around her neck and they start out of the alley. As she reaches the end she turns back to me.

 “Yeah well… Love bites!”

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