Page 43 of You Will Crave Me
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Noel made me proud as he stood beside a struggling human male with hair as red as a sun-kissed tomato. The man was at least six-four, tattoos over his chest, shoulders, and one full sleeve of colorful tats down one arm all the way to the back of his hand. His beard was as fiery as the hair on the rest of his body. He was all muscle, piss and vinegar at the moment too. He was releasing what I was sure was a string of curses that were muffled and garbled by the gag in his mouth.
“Is he what you wanted, Father?” Noel asked me. His grip on the human like an iron vice, leaving no chance of escaping.
A few nights ago, I asked my young one to find me the most onery, red-blooded, straight male he could find. A power top, a beast, someone with a huge cock who took no mercy on the hole he was about to abuse. By the way the ginger bull’s nostrils flared at me as he glared, I’d say, Noel had done a damn fine job getting me this specimen. His arms were bound behind him and his feet were also bound, but with enough width for him to walk. He just wore a pair of black pants and boots, but I could still see his powerful muscles flexing in his thighs and calves.
“He’s stunning. Can’t say that I’ve ever seen a ginger so pleasing to me. What a rare find amongst the human waste,” I praised.
“Found him in the Outskirts, Father,” Noel said. “He was fucking some chick in a bar on the pool table. Giving her pussy the most savage pounding. Not sure how much she was enjoying it, but he looked like he was having a good time. Oh, and for a bonus, he’s Irish, accent is thick as fuck. I damn near needed subtitles or a translator.”
“You think I want him to replace Donovan?” I asked, cocking an eyebrow.
Noel shrugged. “I don’t know why you wanted him. I just wanted to get someone worthy of your tastes, Father.”
“And you did splendidly,” I said, rising from the sofa I’d recently purchased for my new home. I’d settled in three days ago, the night of my sendoff event. We still had plenty of unpacking to do and there was furniture I was waiting for to arrive that I had ordered online. After punishing the first sales person who fucked up my order, the second one assured me that my dining room and extra bedroom sets would be here tonight. I styled the home in a way I knew my boys and grandsons would enjoy. All the luxury we’d grown accustomed to. In the basement was the beginnings of a new dungeon and holding cells. More construction was needed, but soon, it would be perfect.
“You will come with me tonight,” I told Noel. “Bring him.”
Noel drug the angry male with the intense green eyes along with him as he kept pace with me. When we arrived at my sedan, I gestured to the trunk. Noel didn’t need to be told. He nodded and my driver popped it open, and Noel tossed the human inside, then closed it. I climbed into the comfortable leather seating of my Bentley, and Noel climbed in beside me before the door was closed. Within seconds, we were heading out.
“Where are we going, Father?” Noel asked me.
“To Donovan’s ranch. He’s yet to sire a child, so I’m going to make sure he does tonight,” I said.
“Oh shit!” Noel gasped. “That fucker is going to be Donovan’s first, real child. Those two Irish bastards are going to give each other hell.” At that point, Noel burst into a fit of laughter and I smiled with a wink.
“That is the plan. He could have had himself a pliable human. One easy to train and mold, but apparently, he needs his Father to choose for him. So, that is what I’ve done,” I said.
“Why did you want him to be straight, Father?”
“My son will have the challenge of introducing him to cock. He has a cherry, right?”
Noel nodded. “Asshole is tighter than the fucking Virgin Mary’s twat, Father.”
I laughed at that. Apparently, his older brothers had grown on him since he’d adopted their way of talking. “Then, that is one more gift I’m giving Donovan. He willEmbracethat human and keep his virginity intact.”
“I kind of wish he still lived with us now, just to see how he handled this, Father,” Noel said.
“You can always visit him when you have time. I think I will be loosening my parental strings a bit for you and Derek. Things are going so well now, just monitor your areas and if it’s a slow night, you can visit your brothers or have a bit of fun,” I said. Having to release some of my sons forced me to relax a bit. They needed more freedom; the same kind Ara had once given me once I’d reached a century old.
“Seriously, Father?” Noel asked and I could see the excitement in his expression.
I sighed and nodded. “I want you to enjoy the immortality I’ve given you.”
“Thank you, Father,” Noel said, and the wide grin did not leave his face. Not right away, at least.
It took about two and a half hours for me to reach Donovan’s ranch, even with my driver going about twenty miles over the speed limit. The sun was just now setting as I’d started the journey earlier just to make sure I’d catch Donovan as soon as he opened his eyes. The car stopped in front of the beautiful one-story ranch with its sprawling acres of fields, large enough for several horses to run free on. His car was parked out front right beside his motorcycle. I’d cautioned Noel to mask his aura, as I didn’t want him to sense our presence.
“Wow, this place is gorgeous,” Noel whispered as he looked around, seeing his brother’s new home for the first time.
I nodded. Nothing but the best for my children… even the stubborn, stupid, and ungrateful one. Noel gathered the human out of the trunk and together, we entered his home, using the spare key. The place was empty of furnishings, as expected. I made my way to the owner’s suite, and found Donovan still sleeping on an air mattress. It was a pitiful sight. But one I knew he was in the process of fixing. If nothing else, he loved the finer things in life. He was naked under the thin satin sheet, looking as beautiful now as the night I’dEmbracedhim.
I released the shield I had on my aura, letting it blast him into alertness. His brown eyes opened and he looked at me right before his mouth dropped open. “Evening, son,” I said.
“Father.” He sat up, hands out before him. “I know that I missed my deadline. But I have humans in my room. I just needed more time. I was going toEmbraceone of them tonight,” he lied.
I read his mind. It was true that he did have humans, but not one among them had interested him enough to sire. Fine. They’d serve another purpose: to feed my son and new grandchild.
