The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 86

We headed out to Gray’s truck. He walked more carefully, so he didn’t step on any flowers. He helped me up into the seat and ran around to his side. Soon, we were on the way home.

“Do you think she was going to say Grace was his Solus Amor?” I asked.

“What makes you think that?”

“The fae wouldn’t get involved. The werewolves sided with the vampires. He called her his flower. Like Victor calls me his princess. What if Grace Aimes was Grigori’s Solus Amor? All supernaturals seem to have a mate bond of some sort.” I speculated.

“Except witches. They’re like humans. They find their loves like humans do.” Gray said.

“It makes sense, but how could he tell? Victor couldn’t tell with me, but you could. So I don’t know what the difference is that he couldn’t tell. He said he thought I might be his Solus Amor, but he would have to test it and the only way to be sure would kill me.” I told him.

“It sounds like we need a vampire. It’s a good thing Talia rarely sleeps. She should be up when we get home. We can ask her. This might be the break we need, Echo! We should have had you on the curse team to start. We would’ve already had this solved.” Gray laughed.

“I doubt that. We had good luck. I guess some fae live a very long time. We might get even more from the journals. We’re going to save Victor, right, Gray?” I asked.

“Of course we are, angel. He’s going to be very excited about this. I can’t wait until he gets up and we can tell him.” He grinned.

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When we pulled up to the gate, Gray looked behind us. “That’s weird. Someone pulled in behind us. You stay here, Echo. I’m going to see who it is and what they want.”

“Be careful, Gray.” I said softly.

“I will. Lock the doors and don’t unlock them until I come back.” He told me and got out of the truck.

I locked the doors and turned to watch him approach the dark SUV behind us. He started talking to the man driving. I watched carefully and had my phone out to call Amy if there was trouble.

Gray shook hands with the man in the car and turned back to the truck. He jogged over and I unlocked the door. Gray climbed in and punched in the code.

“It’s Amy’s mate. She asked him to come out this week and help with the curse. He seems like a nice guy and I heard a lot about him. He’s a powerful Alpha, like she is.” He explained.

I nodded. I wanted to meet the man who Amy was mated to. She didn’t talk about her home life much. Dillon told me it was because she was feeling homesick and it made her miss her family.

We pulled up in Gray’s normal spot, grabbed our backpacks, and got out of the truck. Amy’s mate was taking a duffle bag out of the backseat of his SUV. Gray pulled me over to him.

“This is my mate, Echo Nightshade.” He said proudly.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mistress Nightshade.” Amy’s mate said, taking my hand and kissing it. “I am Alpha Lucien Deveraux.”

I blushed. “Thank you, Alpha. You can call me Echo.”

“Please, call me Lucien. Shall we go in the house? As much as I would like to get to know you two better, I miss my mate.” Lucien said.

We walked into the house. Amy suddenly appeared at the walkway above the stairs. A smile spread across her face. Lucien dropped his bag onto the floor and she launched herself over the banister.

He caught her easily and they started kissing like they hadn’t seen each other in months. I couldn’t help but giggle at it. I remembered missing Victor and Gray while I was kidnapped. I hadn’t accepted Gray yet, but I realized I loved him during that time.

My phone alarm went off and I handed my backpack to Gray. I was truly happy to be home. This familiar feeling and pattern with Gray and Victor made me happier than I had ever been before.

“You want to get our stuff set up in Victor’s office? I’ll go warm him up. Does anyone know where he put the vampire who came last night?” I asked.

“I’ll take care of him, cookie. You just deal with Victor. Hey, Luci.” Dillon chuckled.

Lucien growled a little, but kept on kissing Amy. They were really cute together. I wondered how they kissed for so long without getting out of breath.

I went upstairs and into Victor’s room. He was sprawled out in his bed. I turned on the blanket and climbed into his bed. This was becoming our ritual. I wanted to always be in his bed when he woke up. Just like I always wanted him in my bed when I woke up.

This was often the longest part of my day, though. Waiting for Victor to wake up took forever if I wasn’t napping with him. I leaned my head against his chest and listened to the painfully slow beat of his heart.

My mind drifted. I started thinking of Gray. He was so happy today. I loved when he was happy. I wondered what it would be like when he made love to me.

Would it hurt like when he put three fingers in me last night? That hadn’t hurt for long, then it felt so good. I wanted to know everything. I wanted to feel everything.

I started imagining what it would be like to be in bed with only Gray, how he would kiss me, how he would lick and nibble and touch me. I bit my lips together as I thought of him kissing me softly as he pressed into me. I could almost feel that little bit of pain and pressure as he slid into me.

A slight moan escaped me and I slid my hand between my legs. It was very wet as I slipped my fingers into myself. The door flew open and I yelped.

“Damn it, Echo. What are you trying to do to me?” Gray growled.

I whimpered a little. I wanted him so bad. I moved my fingers in and out as I looked at Gray and started feeling him being drawn into my fantasy world.

“No. Don’t do that.” He murmured as he crossed the room and climbed into the bed beside me.

His lips crashed against mine as his fingers slid down my arm and pulled my hand out of me. Gray’s fingers entered me. Just two, but I craved more.

After a while of him kissing me and thrusting with his hand, I felt the pressure of him pushing a third finger in. I almost screamed with happiness. His kisses trailed down my throat.

There was a shift in the bed. I opened my eyes a little and glanced over. Victor had woken up and was laying on his side, watching us. He smiled.

“Quite a scene to wake up to. May I join or am I only to watch?” Victor asked.

“Rub her clit, Victor. She was a naughty girl again. I was talking to Claude when she started imagining having sex with me. I started getting hard and had to excuse myself.” Gray said.

“I… oh… I didn’t mean to, Gray.” I breathed.

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