Ezra sighed as he ca awake, staring at the woman sleeping beside him. Her head rested on his chest and she looked angelic. But he knew though. Appearances could be deceiving.
He'd achieved what he ca here for. He'd created a distinct relationship between them. It was not a clear one, not yet, but it shouldn't take her too long to bust out the 'what are we?'
A smile appeared on his face as he rembered the night. He'd explored every inch of Helena's body with nothing left to the imagination. He'd bent her in ways that others had only fantasized about and reached places others have only dread of.
It had been a blast.
But that didn't an he'd hesitate to kill her when the ti ca. He was a man, not a saint.
She finally stirred, blinking as she ca awake. She sighed, a small smile coming on her face as she looked up, eting his gaze.
"Morning." Ezra smiled at her.
"Morning." She replied, her fingers coming up to trace lines on his bare and toned chest. "Sleep well?"
"Like a baby." He grinned.
"Really?" Her smile grew. "Won't your wives be wondering where you are?"
"I'm not a kid, am I?" Ezra retorted. "Staying out for one night isn't enough to sound the alarm and burn the city down."
"Oh." She said, before a sly smile shifted on her face. "In that case, how about we go again?" Her hands ghosted over his cock, sending it twitching.
Ezra's smile widened before he sighed. "Unfortunately, I can't. On a normal day, I'll be glad but we're in a war. I've got things to do. Urgent things."
Ezra sat up and Helena flopped down to the bed, her breasts jiggling invitingly. He was almost tempted to stay but held himself. He had much better breasts at ho. His mind went to Red's bountiful wonder and he nodded to himself, walking to the bathroom.
After a quick shower, he dressed and walked out to see Helena in a white, almost see through, shirt, sitting sexily at the counter of the kitchen. She handed him a cup of heated blood wine, which he drank.
"Is this the part where you leave, ignore again and show up out of the blue again?"
Ezra paused before turning to face her, wondering how to play this.
He stepped closer to her, putting his hands on both sides of the counter, trapping her in. Their faces were close together as he whispered, "We both have responsibilities, Helena. But that doesn't an I don't want to see you or that I won't miss you, okay?" She frowned at him, looking away.
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"Okay, how about this?" Ezra leaned closer, his voice dropping even lower. "How about you set a date? Whatever happens, co rain or shine, I'll show up. I'll be here. How about that?"
Helena t his gaze, thinking of his suggestion, before nodding. "Okay. I'll hold you to that."
Then, they closed the distance, sharing a long, wet and passionate kiss. Ezra's phone dinged with a ssage, forcing him to break the kiss. He glanced down at it once, before giving her one final smile and teleporting out.
He had places to be.
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Helena smirked, staring at the spot where Ezra had been. She had finally created that tangible connection with Ezra. Yes, it had started with lust but there was only one way it would end. With her, a part of the soul bond.
Her fingers drumd on the counter as she cast her mind back to the activities they'd engaged in last night. If only vampires could give birth. She'd have baby trapped him, creating a more concrete connection and locked him to her, forever. That would have been the ultimate play but reality didn't work that way. Their very nature as vampires ant this was not an option.
She had a faster and surer way to gain Ezra's trust, his favor. All she had to do was play her cards right. She had Ezra in one hand ,the Necromancer in the other and Ezra's slush fund in the middle. All she needed to do was to hand the Necromancer to Ezra in a way that would make her the bridge between them.
If she could show just how… competent she was in all things, he would have no choice but to turn to her, rely on her. She could feel it. The pull between them was growing stronger. It was only a matter of ti before it snapped into place and she beca his number one priority. Just as it should be.
She hopped off the counter with a smirk, downing the hot blood in her cup in one smooth motion. She glanced down at what she was wearing. She pulled it off, tossing it away. She normally didn't wear things like this but she'd pulled out all the stops to seduce Ezra. Anything to get what she wanted.
She walked into her room and headed for the closet. This wasn't her actual, main residence but Ezra didn't need to know that. She opened the closet to retrieve the spare peacekeeper uniform she kept there.
She got dressed, the white uniform fitting snugly around her body, the familiar fabric giving her a sense of authority and purpose. She had the life of a lot of vampires in her hand. She knew it and Yuri did too.
All it would take from her was sufficiently solid evidence, manufactured or not, to eliminate half of a Count's Subjects with legal backing. It wouldn't work in a war like this but that didn't matter. There wasn't a war most of the ti.
She strapped on her belt, adjusted the collar and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her confident eyes stared back at her, filled with ambition.
It was ti to take the next step. Now that Ezra was close enough, it was ti to bring the Necromancer back into the mix.
What a good day it was.
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