Tall, Dark & Heartless

Izzy let out a long drawn out sigh as she shoved the cake in the shifter's hands. "Order your own cake and while you're at it, order me a strawberry shortcake with extra strawberries," she said as she waddled out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened and the sounds of fighting became crystal clear.

"Someone needs to spank her ass," Kale said as he turned and placed the cake in Marc's hands. "Order a cake for me, boy, and make sure to order your sister two large strawberry shortcakes," he said as they both rushed out of the elevator.

"Stop ordering my son around," Ephraim snapped as they headed towards the men beating the shit out of each other while his daughter Jill yelled for them to stop.

The bastard merely chuckled as he moved in and swept Izzy off her feet as she moved to jump in and intervene. Before she could argue, Kale deposited her on the corner of the unmanned guard desk across from the cells as Ephraim moved in and grabbed his son by the arm just as he went to punch the vampire, who was more than holding his own.

Chris moved to push him away, but he wasn't having that. He moved his son back and grabbed the vampire by the throat and shoved him back before the two of them could go at it again. He was shocked when Chris pushed him aside and went after the vampire again. It wasn't like his son to lose control like this, but he knew his son was under a lot of stress and he'd feared that he'd snap sooner or later.

"Calm the hell down," he snapped, once again grabbing his son by the arm, this time when Chris went to push him away he yanked his son back and sent him flying down the hall and skidding down the tiled floor. "I said, calm the hell down!"

"He's f**king dead," Chris said, getting to his feet and wiping the blood off his mouth and chin with the back of his hand as he once again went for the vampire.

"Get your hands off me, mutt," he heard Logan demand in a bored tone as Chris went to storm past him and go after the man again.

Ephraim risked a look over his shoulder and cursed as the damn shifter and vampire decided to go at it. That wasn't exactly a surprise considering there was bad blood between the two of them, but he didn't need this shit.

Not tonight.

Tonight he wanted to spend a normal night with his son, lounging in front of the television and the rest of the night holding his wife in his arms. He was f**king exhausted and didn't need this bullshit.

"Dad, stop them before they kill each other!" Jill cried as she moved to intervene, but smartly jumped back just in time to avoid being knocked into the wall right alongside of Logan as Kale slammed the vampire back into the glass wall.

Ephraim opened his mouth to tell her to go upstairs when the scent hit him. His eyes shot over to Jill and zeroed in on her neck and stayed there as a small drop of blood formed and rolled down beneath the collar of her disheveled shirt. His eyes burned seconds before he was seeing red and shoving his son and Kale out the way so that he could kill the bastard that dared to use his child as a f**king meal.

"You dared to touch my child?" he roared into the bastard's face as he tightened his grip around the leech's neck and slammed him back into the glass wall, hard enough to cause a few splintered cracks to tear through the three inch solid specially formulated glass.

"Dad, please! It's not what you think," Jill cried as she grabbed onto his arm and tried to pull him away, but he ignored her as he slammed the bastard against the glass again.

"Go upstairs and pack, Jill," he said evenly when all he wanted to do was shake his daughter and yell at her. She wasn't perfect and had seriously screwed up a few times in her life, all when she was a child, but he never thought she'd be so foolish to do something this stupid.

"Dad, please! If you would just-"

"Go!" he yelled loud enough to catch her off guard and cause her to stumble back. He ignored the hurt look in her eyes as he focused on the man that was seconds away from turning into dust.

"Stop," Izzy said softly, taking him by surprise as she placed her small hands over his, but that wasn't what stopped him. It was her large stomach pressed against his side and the feel of his unborn grandchild poking him that gave him pause. If he didn't back away now he knew he would lose it and with his children and unborn grandchild in the room that was not an option.

"Stay the f**k away from my family," he said, releasing the vampire with a rough shove. When Jill moved to go to the vampire he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her towards the elevator.

"Dad, please just let me explain," Jill said as he pulled her into the empty elevator.

He hit the Lobby button with a little more force than necessary, cracking the hard plastic button, but thankfully it worked. Grinding his jaw, he looked at his daughter, wondering exactly where he went wrong.

"I'd love to hear how you're going to explain becoming a vampire's f**king minion."

Chapter 33

"Keep doing that," Caine whispered against her mouth as she ran her hand slowly down his shaft, giving it a gentle tug when her hand reached the base and earning a sexy groan from him as she bit back a little triumphant smile.

Caine chuckled against her mouth as he continued to gently caress her jaw with his thumbs. "You're trying to make me lose control, aren't you?" he asked, smiling against her lips and making her heart skip a beat.

She liked this Caine, the one that was relaxed, smiled, made her feel cherished and wanted. The old Caine, the one who used to take care of her, was a mixture of grumpy and over protectiveness. The old Caine made her feel safe and cared for, but he never had this effect on her. For the first time in her life she felt as though she was truly wanted by someone and that she made him happy.

For the first time in a long time she wanted something that had nothing to do with her job. She wanted to be with him and it surprisingly had nothing to do with needing to work off excess energy and everything to do with this man. She knew she shouldn't want this, but she couldn't help herself. For once in her life she was going to do something that she wanted and she really wanted to see Caine lose control.

"Mmmhmm," she said, brushing her lips against his one more time before she pulled away.

He smiled as he looked down at her. "You can try, baby, but it's never going to happen," he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead and letting out a deep moan as her hand slid south and cupped his large warm balls and gave them a gentle squeeze.

"Are you sure about that?" she asked, cocking a brow in clear challenge as she gave his balls another light squeeze.

"Positive," he growled out, but his eyes were still a beautiful gray and so far there was no sign of anything sharp and pointy in his mouth.

She'd fix that.

"And if I can make you lose control?" She released her hold on his balls to once again run her hand up his erection, but this time she made her caress light and teasing.

"You won't," he said, leaning forward to kiss her, but she moved back before he managed to make contact.

"If I do?" she asked, reaching up with her free hand to run her fingers through his bronze hair and enjoying the way the smooth hair caressed her fingers.

"You can have anything you want," he said, smiling as he leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Anything?" she asked coyly as she purposely gave his erection a squeeze that had him hissing in a breath.