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Chapter Twelve Jake carried Olivia down the gleaming oak staircase to his candle lit sanctuary and gently laid her down among the satin sheets of the bed. He looked down at her for a moment; awed she was here in his home, in his arms and in his life. Seeing the look of wonder on his face, Olivia merged her mind with his. He wanted her. She read his intentions and smiled seductively, then gazed at him with eyes filled with love. He silently encouraged her to follow him into the fire, to become one with him. Olivia waved her hand and their clothes vanished. Startled, Jake stared at her in astonishment; her acceptance and participation unleashed his passion, and he kissed her. Jake's fingers slowly drifted to her heat and Olivia gasped in ecstasy as he gently entered her sweet, hot passage, his mouth left hers and trailed down to her breast. His teeth grazed the peaks. His tongue teased and caressed, and he blew on them until her areoles hardened. Olivia cried out in pleasure. Her hands moved enticingly over his sleek, hard-muscled body, making their way to his buttocks, she squeezed and pulled, urged him on top of her. Jake settled himself between her legs and opened them wider. She was ready for him. In one stroke he entered her and at the same time sank his teeth in her breast, drinking her sweet blood as he thrust in and out bringing her to therefore unknown heights. Feeling Olivia drifting away, Jake cursed and immediately sealed the wound on her breast. He'd taken too much! He pulled her to his chest and commanded her to drink. "Drink, my love so that you may live," he whispered in a compelling voice. Olivia gazed into his black eyes and sank her teeth over his heart. She sensuously sucked his blood as she moved her hips to meet his thrusts. Jake's rhythm increased and their groans mingled as they both reached the pinnacle of their desire and cried out in ecstasy. Olivia licked the wound, closing it and sighed replete and full. Eyes closed, she lay back against the satin pillows. Jake's gaze stayed on her face as he withdrew and lay down at her side, taking her in his arms. Olivia opened her eyes and looked into his intense gaze. "That was amazing," she whispered. Jake kissed her forehead and tightened his arms around her, pulling her closer. "You are the one who's amazing my love," he replied. He kissed her again and rose from the bed, "Come, I would show you your new home," he said like a child wanting to show off his favorite toy. He walked to a closed door, which turned out to be a walk-in closet and took out two thick robes. Olivia rose, smiling in anticipation at seeing her new home. She pulled the robe on, tied it at her waist and holding his hand followed him out of the room. They went up the oak staircase and entered the kitchen, which she'd not noticed when he'd brought her down to his sanctuary. It was a big kitchen with every conceivable appliance and space any chef would be proud to cook in. Then he showed her the living room with its cozy fireplace to ward off the cold nights, the lazy-boy chairs sitting in front of it, draped with soft afghan blankets, but what really made Olivia's day was the library. Ceiling to floor shelves filled with books of different cultures, different eras and first editions from famous writers as Darwin and Dante. Olivia reverently ran her fingers along their spines, afraid to even pick them up they were so valuable. "Have you read them all?" she asked, awed. Jake nodded, "I've always loved reading. Even before I was turned in the 15th century I always had a book in my hands. My family thought I'd be a scholar but that changed when I met Drake," he said quietly. Olivia immediately sensed his withdrawal and went to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head over his heart. Jake's arms went around her and accepted her comfort. It had been a long time since he'd thought of his family. Hi mother, a gentle woman who loved to cook and always had a smile. His father, who worked as a shoemaker and always made sure his family was well fed. His little sister, Jessica, she had the ability to get his nose out of his books and play with her. And his brother, John, he's become a priest and then the Deacon of their village. "You still miss them don't you?" stated Olivia as she watched the images of his family flit through his mind. Jake smiled sadly and nodded, "I do, yes. But they've been gone a long time," he said and kissed the top of her head. "Did they know what…" began Olivia. "No. They never knew I became a vampire," he said. "When Drake turned me I immediately left my village with him and never went back. Something inside stopped me from turning on them as many other vampires did to their families. I never understood it until Connor explained it to me. It seems my soul wasn't completely corrupted by Drake because I'd always believed in God and tried to follow His teachings. That's why my soul was able to be fully restored even though I remain a vampire and why your soul was fully restored as well," he explained. Olivia nodded, now understanding why she wasn't deranged. She'd been afraid she wouldn't last but now her mind was at ease. She moved out of his arms and pulled him towards the door "Come and show me the rest of the house," she said. Jake smiled and complied. They began her tour on the third floor with the bedrooms, which it took a while to leave because Jake seemed intent on christening every room by making love to her in each one of them. All too soon the dawn appeared on the horizon and he led her back to his sanctuary. Olivia sat on the bed and watched as Jake waved a hand and the walls parted revealing stairs leading underground. He turned and stretched out his hand, waiting for her to take it. Olivia frowned, "Where are we going? Aren't we sleeping here?" she asked uneasily. "We cannot sleep above my love. It's too dangerous," he said softly. Olivia shivered and rose, wrapping her arms around herself. "Jake, I don't think I can sleep underground. It would be like being buried alive! I couldn't take that," she said. Jake walked over to her and took her in his arms. "Don't be afraid my love, I'll be right there with you. I won't leave you alone," he said firmly. Olivia looked up at him, " You promise?" she asked anxiously. Jake nodded and she let him lead her down into the dark depths of his underground sleeping chamber. The walls closed behind them and Olivia shuddered, feeling trapped. She closed her eyes and gripped him tighter, digging her nails into his hand. "It's alright love. I'm here," he reassured her, pulling her to his side. "Open your eyes and you'll see just as if it were daylight. That's one of the advantages of being a vampire. You can see in the dark," he teased lightly, keeping the tone of his voice calm. Olivia opened her eyes and gasped in wonder. He was right, she could see as if it were day. She relaxed her hold a little but not completely as they walked down a long corridor and entered a chamber. Olivia spotted the hole in the middle of the chamber and began to shake. "I can't do this Jake," she whispered, afraid to speak out loud in case the dirt walls caved in. "I'm scared," she admitted. "I would never let anything happen to you Livvie, you have my word on that," he promised. "Now come, we must sleep." Olivia shook her head and tugged her hand from his, backing towards the entrance. "No," she whispered, fear making her voice shake. "Don't you trust me love?" he suddenly asked. Olivia's eyes flew to his and she nodded. "You know I'd never put you in danger, don't you?" Olivia nodded again. "Then come. After the first time you'll be okay, it'll become routine," he said. Olivia slowly shuffled to his side, still afraid but determined not to give in to her fears. Jake took her hand, helped her into the hole and followed her. He lay down next to her and pulled her shaking body into his side, holding her tight so she wouldn't bolt. Then he merged their minds and sent her into a deep sleep with a compelling command. He slowed her breathing and shut down her heart. He did the same to himself and with his last thoughts he scanned the outside of his home and weaved safeguards everywhere to keep them safe, then closed the earth over them, sealing them in.
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