Dhampirs of Sgiach

50.Kieran

Kieran smiled as he watched Maison play in the playpen Echo had set up in her kitchen as she and Artem cooked breakfast. He sipped his coffee and tried not to think about Altina’s desire for a baby.

“So, how was last night?” Echo asked as she set the platter of eggy bread on the table. She sat down in her seat and rubbed her growing belly.

“Yeah, you normally stay home to eat breakfast before picking up Maison,” Artem said, setting the platters of eggs and sausage on the table and taking his seat next to Echo.

Kieran retrieved Maison from the playpen, sat him in the baby chair, and set the plate Echo handed him she had prepared for the toddler. “Altina wants a baby.”

“Baby!” Maison cheered as he ate with his hands. “Tiny E-ho is baby!”

“Yes, they are,” Echo said with a happy smile for the little boy.

“Ok… How is that a problem? You love being a dad,” Artem asked.

“She’s made it clear that she doesn’t want my kids,” Kieran said dryly.

“Did she say that last night?”

Kieran frowned. “No, but she did when we started the monthly dates.”

Echo and Artem exchanged looks before Artem spoke again. “She might have changed her mind.”

“Or she wants me to give her my blessing to let another man knock her up,” Kieran growled. Maison made a strange whimper sound, and Kieran blinked before he gently patted Maison’s soft hair. He embraced his Shadow Spark and let the magic reach out to Maison’s Flame Spark. “I’m sorry, Maison.”

Maison giggled and watched with wide-eyed wonder as a tiny wyvern of flame played with a tiny wyvern of shadowy smoke above the table.

“Kieran,” Echo said softly.

Kieran glanced at her. “He enjoys it. Why would I deny him?”

“Then seek the treatment,” she said firmly.

“And make it clear to Altina that if she wants a baby, you’re her only choice of father,” Artem added.

“I thought I was the Ancheadcat,” Kieran stated mildly.

“You are. And I’m Daracat,” Artem pointed out.

Echo’s phone dinged from the kitchen counter where she had left it. Artem smiled and kissed her cheek as he retrieved it for her. “Altina is asking where you are,” he said as he sat beside Echo.

Kieran rolled his eyes. “She couldn’t just text me?”

“You are in a mood right now,” Echo said as she typed a message for Altina.

Kieran grunted at that, and Maison mimicked his grunt before bursting into babbling giggles. Kieran smiled at his son. They spent the rest of the morning with Echo and Artem before Artem left for work, and Echo went upstairs for a nap.

It left Kieran and Maison to amuse themselves the rest of the day.

“What would you like to do?” Kieran asked the toddler.

“Play!” Maison cheered.

Kieran sighed. Play was Maison’s way of saying he wanted to go to the park and play with the other kids in the housing community. “Are you sure? Toy sounds better to me.”

“Play!”

“Fine. But you owe me cuddles,” Kieran relented as he repacked Maison’s overnight bag for the park.

At the park, Kieran found a place out of the wind where he could keep an eye on Maison and stay as warm as he could. A few other kids were playing, children of the dhampirs that had chosen to join his clan. Their moms all flocked to Kieran when they saw him and made chit-chat as they all watched over the youngsters.

Kieran had scratched all of them himself, including the kids. In most cases, it was taboo among shifters to turn a child, but if the parents of a dhampir family choose to become shifters, the kids do as well. Auron had flat-out told Kieran he’d beat him if he turned Maison before the boy could choose for himself. It caused some of the Clan to demand he produce an heir with Altina. Others were content to wait for Maison to decide.

His phone chimed, and Kieran frowned at the screen.

Altina: Jasmine and Molly invited us out to drinks tonight when they get off work.

Kieran remembered Jasmine from when the three came into The Dancing Pig unannounced. He had been surprised by how much liquor the woman could hold. Adam had been unprepared for a woman in her mid-twenties hitting on him. Did Jasmine tell her to find another man?

Kieran: Why?

Altina: A new dhampir bar opened that they want to check out.

“Daddy!”

Kieran’s head shot up at the sound of Maison crying. Maison walked over to the bench on which Kieran was sitting, covered in mud, and the older kids were with him. They all had eyes down submissively, and the oldest had Maison’s hand.

“What happened?” Kieran growled as he looked over Maison for any cuts. His chin and hands were scraped up, but he seemed fine other than the crying, and Kieran relaxed.

“We were playing tag, and he tripped,” the oldest said.

“You need to look where you’re putting your feet,” Kieran chided Maison.

“Up,” Maison said and reached up with his hands.

Kieran smiled and picked up the little boy. “Time for a bath.” The kids all looked relieved no one would get in trouble for Maison’s tumble. “Say goodbye to your friends.”

“Buh,” Maison said as he clung to Kieran. Kieran said goodbye to the mothers and kids before walking home.

Mrs. Tilly was in the kitchen, making lunch, as Altina sat at the table reviewing papers from her work. She looked up from her work with a smile, and her smile fell when she saw the muddy pair. “What happened?” she asked, getting up to take Maison from Kieran.

Kieran handed her the overnight bag and dodged her easily, causing Maison to giggle. “He tripped. We’re going to take a bath.”

Mrs. Tilly snuck up on Kieran and got Maison to go to her. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

“What about lunch?” Kieran asked.

“It’ll be fine while I wash up the young master and you clean yourself up. He did a number on your clothes.” The older woman left the kitchen before Kieran could say anything. Maison’s giggles trailing behind her.

“Traitor,” Kieran called out after him. He glanced at Altina, suddenly aware they were alone in the kitchen. Her scent of funnel cake called to him, and he pushed down the urge to nuzzle her.

“Um… Do you want to go out for drinks later?” Altina asked before he could leave.

Kieran looked at her. “Are you sure you want to go to a dhampir bar?”

“Yes,” she said.

He was surprised at how little hesitation there was in the answer. Kieran shrugged. “They make a good Bloody Mary,” he said and went to his bathroom to clean up.

Altina followed him. “When did you go?”

“Hikaru, Artem, and I went when it opened.”

“I didn’t know that.”

“You never asked,” he said, attempting to close his bedroom door between them. Altina slipped inside before he could. “What are you doing?”

“Attempting to have a conversation with you,” she answered as she headed towards his bathroom.

Kieran sniffed the air as he followed her into the bathroom and raised an eyebrow at the nervous tinge to her funnel cake scent. “Why are you nervous? Is there something you want to ask me?” he asked, wondering if she would ask about a baby again.

Altina looked at him and blushed. “I was wondering if you wanted me to wash your back.”

“I can handle it,” Kieran said as he pulled his shirt off. Usually, when he would take his shirt off, Altina would dash out of his room. Unless it was their monthly time together, she usually was only in his room to argue with him. It was strange that she only blushed and started to unbutton her blouse. “Taking a shower with me won’t butter me up to the idea of letting another man impregnate you.”

She stilled and looked at him, shocked. “Why would I want someone else’s baby?”

“You hate me?” Kieran said, confused.

“I don’t hate you,” she said in a tiny voice, looking away as she continued to undress.

“Could have fooled me,” he snarked, getting completely undressed and turning the shower on.

Kieran froze as he felt her warm arms wrap around his waist and her soft breasts press against his back. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, pressing her forehead to his back.

“What do you want?” he finally asked tiredly.

“May I move into your room?” she asked. One of her hands moved to play with the wiry hairs that trailed up toward his belly button. The other moved lower to tease just above his hardening c**k.

Traitor, he accused his c**k. “Why?”

“I don’t want to sleep alone anymore. I want…” she trailed off.

Kieran moved out of her arms and turned around to look at her. “Want what?”

Altina moved forward to press her front to his, her hand stroking his c**k. “I want more of you than just one night a month.”

Her hand was so soft against his c**k as she tightened her hand around it. Kieran closed his eyes and let out a soft moan. Before he could answer her, she dropped to her knees, and her tongue flicked out to lick the tip of his c**k.

“You don’t have to-“ His words were cut off as Altina sucked the tip into her warm, wet mouth. When he looked down at her, she watched his reactions as she suckled more of his c**k into her mouth. One of her hands pumped and worked his shaft while the other cupped and massaged his balls.

Kieran tilted his head back and willed himself to not explode in her mouth, gripping the counter beside him to keep standing. He hadn’t had a blowjob since before the rats had kidnaped him. “f**k, Altina…”

The moment Altina started to purr, he exploded into her mouth. She tried to swallow it, and Kieran looked down as she coughed and made a strangled sound as he finished coming on her face and chest. The sight of her, covered in his seed, made his c**k twitch, and a purr rumble in his chest.

“f**k you look good with my c*m covering you,” he growled.

Altina blushed at his words. “That was lewd,” she accused him. She sounded scandalized, and he chuckled—a deep, happy chuckle that made her blush more.

Kieran could smell her arousal as he picked her up and set her on the counter. Altina shivered as he trailed his fingers along her opening, slipping one finger inside to explore. She moaned and pulled him into a deep kiss.

“We need a condom,” Kieran said against her lips, slipping another finger inside her.

“Just f**k me,” Altina panted, wrapping her legs around his waist to keep him there. “f**k me here. Right Now.” She reached down with one hand to remove his from her so she could rub her wet entrance against his hard c**k. “Please,” she begged him.

“You said-“

“Forget about the damn condom!” she yelled, power in her voice. “f**k. Me. NOW!”

Kieran shivered as her power trailed along his skin like electric shocks. It took him a couple of tries, but he managed to position himself with the bit of space she left him with her legs around his waist. Gods, she’s so tight, he thought as he pushed himself inside her. Every shudder of her body only made it more challenging.

Altina whimpered and moaned as she clung to him. They panted together once he was finally all the way inside. “I’m just going to point out it wouldn’t hurt so much if we had s*x more often,” Kieran panted.

“Or you could have a smaller d**k,” she snarked at him a moment before she bit the Mate Mark at the base of the right side of his neck.

Kieran moaned and licked her Mate Mark, a mirror to his own. The silvery filigree only marked their union as blessed by the moon, but it had always seemed unfinished to Kieran. He thrust his hips and trailed kisses from her mark down to her soft breasts.

Steam filled the room with the sounds of Altina’s moans and the wet sound of Kieran’s thrusts. He looked up at her as he sucked on her n****e, careful of his fangs. Even though they ached with the need to penetrate her as he f****d her. He embraced his Shadow Spark and reached with his magic to her magic.

Altina growled and pulled his hair to force him to look up at her. “No, bite me,” she ordered him.

“You don’t like when I bite you,” he said. Confusion crept into his lustful haze.

“I don’t like the thought of you killing yourself with your magic more.”

He refused to look away from her blue eyes, so much like lapis lazuli, as he searched for any hint of lie or hesitation. Altina moaned as he gripped her hair with one hand and used it to tilt her head. He licked her Mate Mark, letting his fangs graze along the skin. She shivered and moaned as she dragged her nails down his back.

Her tight p***y squeezed his c**k like a vice, and Kieran moaned as he started to slam inside her as hard and fast as he could. Altina cried out in pleasure with her orgasm as his c**k pounded her cervix like a hammer.

Kieran’s fangs plunged into the soft skin of her neck, and he came harder than he had in years. Her scalding blood flowed over his tongue, sweet like funnel cake.

They panted together for a while before Kieran started to pull away. Altina clung to him, keeping him there. “We need to clean up,” he whispered, kissing her Mate Mark.

“Kiss me.”