Valentine Whispers

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A TEASE PUBLISHING VALENTINES DAY SHORT

STELLA & AUDRA PRICE

TEASE PUBLISHING www.teasepublishingllc.com ~2~

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. A Tease Publishing Book/E book Valentines Whispers Copyright© 2008 Stella and Audra Price ISBN: 978-1-60767-031-5 Cover Artist: Stella Price Interior text design: Stacee Sierra

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Other books by Stella and Audra Price Sugar and Sin Silk and Steel Frost and Flame Fire in His Eyes Deep Water Hot Rio Nights

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For those of you who keep emailing and asking what Snow and Arcady are up to now that their book is over. We were wondering too, so we asked them.

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Arcady looked up at the sales girl who was blatantly giving him the once over and smiled. “Yes, you can help me. I need four dozen long stem American Beauty’s sent to this address.” He handed the young girl the card with Crypt’s address on it and noted the hopeful look on her face turning to a frown. He tried not to smile, but fell short when the vision of Snow getting the flowers came to his mind. The girl blushed at him and nodded. “Ok sir, four dozen long stem American Beauty’s. Is there anything else I can help you with today? Would you like a card to go with these?” Arcady smirked and nodded. “A card would be wonderful.” He walked to the counter, grabbed a black card and took the silver pen the girl gave him, he scrawled three simple words on the paper, put it in the red envelope and wrote Snow’s name on the front. He looked up and motioned to the girl. “Who will be the one delivering these?” “The delivery boy, Damon. Do you require him to be discreet?” At the thought Arcady almost laughed. She thought this was part of an indiscretion. He shook his head and handed her the sealed envelope. “No, but I do require that he only deliver them to the woman on the envelope. There are three very attractive women living there, but the woman in question has white blonde hair, and icy blue eyes. These can only go to her.” The girl nodded. “Understood Mr. Morrison.” She said after looking at his credit card. “Everything will be perfect.” He thanked her and winked at her, catching her fleeting thoughts about taking him in the back and getting defiled thirty ways from Sunday on the prep table. Before Snow, he would have run on impulse, played up to his Mr. Fantasy moniker and enjoyed the fruits of his labor. Things like that weren’t even possible now, and he was more than ok with it. The frosty pixie that was waiting for him back at Crypt was more then enough to satisfy his body and his heart. He left the shop for another stop on his list, Jonathan Whitmore, jeweler to the stars. He had worked with Whitmore several times, once for Astrid for her twenty-first birthday and several times for his mother and sister for birthday presents. Now he was seeing the genius for the woman he loved, and there was no better reason. Whitmore was holed up at the Rosco, at the behest of Arcady who flew him out from Los Angeles for the meeting. Arcady made it to the penthouse in less then ten minutes and was sitting with Jonathan with a large black velvet roll laid out on the coffee table, covered in precious diamond jewelry. ~6~

“So who is this for?” the jeweler asked in his baritone voice, his bright blue eyes peaking out from behind the brown curly shag over his forehead. Arcady always thought he looked wildly unkept, but he figured it was just part of his genius. “The woman that’s going to be my fiancé, Snow.” He said proudly and took the glass of champagne that Whitmore’s assistant offered him. “Congratulations are in order then Mr. Morrison. So what are we looking at? Rings? Bracelets? Perhaps a necklace?” Arcady smiled. “I think a bracelet; a ring will have to be designed for her. She’s unique, and she deserves some unique jewelry.” The jeweler nodded and picked up a tennis bracelet, set with emerald cut diamond bars and sapphires and presented it to Arcady. He liked it, and said as much. “What else?” Over the next several minutes he was shown several bracelets and he finally settled on a bracelet with round half karat diamonds, dainty but elegant. The transaction was concluded not fifteen minutes later and Arcady was once more on the way to yet another stop on his list. This time it was to the chocolatier, and ordering four pounds of chocolate dipped strawberries, both white and milk chocolate. It was decadent, and he wasn’t even sure she would like them, but he wasn’t leaving anything to chance. His last stop was to Belts and Baubles, to pick out some choice lingerie and then back to her and hopefully four-dozen roses and a big smile. Belts and Baubles was filled with last minute buyers, both male and female. It looked like Dry Ice on a Friday night, minus the alcohol, but that was all it was lacking. If anything it was better because the guys were getting to see what they might get to see on the chick later on in the evening. Not that any of it meant anything to him. He bee-lined it to the counter and caught the attention of the sales girl behind the register. “Excuse me; I am here to pick up an order,” he said looking at his watch. The girl looked up from where she was crouched putting liquid latex in a cabinet and smiled. “Oh, Mr. Morrison! Yes, it’s all wrapped and ready to go.” “Very well, what’s the damage?” The girl stood up and checked through a small black book next to the counter and then smiled. “For the three pieces it comes to three hundred and eighteen dollars.” He heard a gasp from the girl behind him and turned and smirked, winking, catching the errant thought of whoever was getting the package was a lucky girl.

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More like I’m the lucky guy he thought and turned back and gave the girl his card. Seconds later he was walking out with three packages wrapped and in a signature belts and baubles bag, all silver and pink and blue matte and glittery paper, and was on his way back to Crypt, and to see Snow. When he walked into the house, everything was quiet. Fallon had told him he planned to take Astrid to New York to the Waldorf Astoria for an evening fuck fest, while Feyd and Ashlyn were at dinner in a nearby small town. Cassiel and Faris, for all he knew, were still in the mansion, but he couldn’t sense anything fiery or frosty coming from the vicinity of their rooms. Linus greeted him at the foot of the stairs and Arcady bent down to pet the smelly little monster and got a wet hand for his trouble. The Bulldog sat looking up at him with his tongue lolling and Arcady smiled. He looked so much like his own dog Angus. “Snow around you smelly cur?” He knew she would be in their suite, and he hoped with the flowers. The dog gave a small growl in response and Arcady laughed. “Locked you out did she?” He chuckled to himself as he took the stairs two at a time leaving the grumbling dog far below him. As he opened the bedroom door to their room the cloying scent of the roses assaulted his senses and he grinned, his smile growing wider as he saw her on the bed, forty-eight roses dumped around her. “Happy Valentines Day Snowy.” He said quietly and closed the door behind him. She grinned happily up at him from her back. "Happy Valentines Day yourself Button." "You like the flowers?" He asked and motioned to the buds strewn around the bed. "I didn’t know what you liked..." he grinned sheepishly and blushed. Snow had a way of making him feel like he was a teenager again. "I love them." Her grin got wider as she rolled onto her belly swinging her legs up behind her. "I've never really gotten any before." Seeing her on the bed, so innocent and delicate, the gestures she made so sexy his heart ached. "No? Well that’s going to change, that’s for damn sure. What did you do all day love?" "Nothing much, everyone's been ensconced with each other all day. It's been rather quiet." "Oh. Well I’m sorry about that, though I am aiming to make up for it." He lifted the bag in his left hand and smiled. "Ooh presents?" She asked her eyes lighting up. "You know you didn't have too... Valentines Day is just another day baby. As for making up, there’s nothing to make up for. I like quiet, it’s peaceful. Having to deal with everyone and their baggage constantly gets tiring. Although you're not included in that... I'll happily deal with your baggage any day."

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He grinned and cocked his head. "Well yes, but Valentines Day is important, or it should be. And I always wanted to have a reason to celebrate it. Now I do. So, I went all out. Here." He handed her the pink bag with the strawberries in it. "Well you won’t hear me complaining. I always wondered what it would be like..." She sat up taking the bag off him then patted the bed next to her. "Come join me." He did, moving some of the flowers, and lounged, watching her tear into the bag. "Mmm chocolates?" She asked and brought the box out of the bag. "In a matter of speaking. I thought I should get you something special, and Electra always thought these were special." "Then I'm sure they are." She delicately took one of the strawberries out of the bag inspecting it carefully as she tucked her legs under her. He grinned. "There’s milk chocolate and white chocolate in there." He offered and reached out and took the large berry from her and held it to her mouth. "The chocolate is the very best." She moved in taking a dainty bite and moaning as she chewed it. "Mmm..." He smiled, enjoying the look of rapture on her face. Nothing in this world or the next was as sexy as Snow enjoying herself, especially with the simplest of things. "Nice?" "Ummm, very nice." She grinned taking another bite, strawberry juice dripping down her chin. Arcady leaned in and kissed her, his tongue darting out and licking the juice up. She tasted fresh, and laced with the sweetness of the fruit, it only enhanced the arousal he was building up. "Well there’s four pounds of the things in here." he grinned. "Enjoy them, I’ll be back in a minute. I forgot something." "Yeah?" She grabbed the front of his shirt pulling him into a deep kiss. "Well, you better hurry back." He grinned and winked; blinking to the wine cellar he grabbed a bottle of Dom '68 and then blinked back to the bedroom with the bottle and two glasses in his hand. He was getting more used to the elevated powers, and was beginning to see why Fallon had bargained his own soul for teleportation powers. It was damn handy. "Champagne and strawberries..." She grinned at him. "You really are spoiling me." "I try to, but it’s not done yet." He grinned and opened the bottle, the cork flying across the room and the foam escaped to the blue carpet. He shook his head and grinned. "We won’t tell Asty about that." He offered her a half filled glass and winked. "Or Fallon, he gets testy about the Dom."

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"He's got the really good stuff hidden away in Amsterdam, so he won’t really bitch about a bottle of '68." He winked and poured the alcohol into a fluted crystal glass and handed it to her, watching as she took a small sip. "Is it good?" Snow sat savoring the liquid with her eyes closed and gave a small moan. He was going to take that as a plus and poured himself a glass. He set the bottle on the side table and grabbed the Belts and Baubles bag. “Surprises aren’t done yet; you have three more gifts to open, though I think these are really more gifts for me more then anything. I saw them and the rampant thoughts of you wearing them…” he smirked. “It was too good to pass up seeing.” He handed her the bag and she giggled, opening the first package up. It was a flimsy confection, a baby doll outfit in chiffon and organza in white and pink, completely sheer. She pulled out the other two pieces of the outfit, a pink lace bra and matching boy shorts and grinned. “It’s a fantasy I had… Seeing you in something frilly. Open the next one.” She did, laughing, and her eyes went wide as she pulled out a sexy leather teddy in dark blue, complete with a pair of gloves to match. "Ooh, and tell me Button, did you have a fantasy about this?" She held the teddy up to her body. Arcady growled. “Goddamn right I did cupcake, any time you’re in leather it’s a fantasy. Open the last.” The third set was his favorite, a velvet, taffeta and lace style corset, in silvery blue, the pure mix of both their demon houses, with black stays and ribbons, a pair of boy short bottoms in glittery white lace, and a velvet and lace garter. She pulled it all out and her eyes lit up, clearly she was partial to the choice as well. “Try it on? I would kill to see you in this.” "Really?" she giggled, excitedly snatching it up. "There’s no need to go that far, though I do love it when you get all bloody." she dashed off behind the changing blind. Arcady waited patiently and sipped his champagne watching the screen intently. “Time’s ticking away cupcake.” "So it is." She beamed, stepping out from behind the blind. The vision of her stole his breath. She was beyond sexy, standing there with a cocked hip, her hands on her hips, her perfect breasts encased in the material, high and tight, the nipples peaking through the partially sheer lace. They were taunting him and he groaned. "Well?" She asked twirling in a circle. “I don’t think I have ever seen anything so fucking beautiful. Come here my love, now I get my present.” "Ah, an ulterior motive." She prowled slowly over to him, swaying her hips sexily.

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“You seriously think anything I did today was altruistic? Not a chance in the ten hells love.” He grabbed her around the waist loving the feel of the taffeta and the satiny soft skin of her hips on his rougher hands. She gasped and he pulled her down into a kiss so she was straddling him, kneeling on either side of him. "Ummm, well I thought it as all for me." She said with a pout, sitting up and grinding herself into his erection. “You know in the end it is. You’re so beautiful, sexy and all mine. I love you so much Snowy.” She giggled, bending down capturing his lips in a kiss. "I love you too, my sexy incubus." Arcady pulled her down to him and wrapped his arms around her deepening the kiss she started so innocently. She felt so right with him there, amidst the scents of roses and chocolates and strawberries, he groaned. “What shall we do now love?” he asked with a mischievous grin. "What indeed?" she took a strawberry lifting it up to his lips. He bit into the fruit, the chocolate slightly bitter against the sweetness of the fruit. He chewed thoughtfully. “These are pretty damn good. Well, we have a few choices. Stay here, order in, get naked, make love till dawn, or go out for dinner, then come back, get naked and make love till dawn.” "Lets stay here, I don't think it would go down well if I went out dressed like this." “No, I think your right there love. Speaking of going down though...” He smirked and flipped them over quickly, nuzzling the small mounds of her breasts that peaked out of her corset and his hands found the lace that was masquerading as her underwear and slipped his fingers beneath it on her hips. She gasped as her body arched into him. He removed the lace panties slowly, hooking them past her knees in a sensual caress that had her shivering. He looked at her and smiled, then traveled slowly down her body running his hand down her calf to her instep and lifted her leg and placed it on his shoulder. He moved to her thigh and nipped at the inner skin, and then licked a slow line up. She ran her hands through his hair fisting it and he groaned. He loved when she let go, enjoyed the attention he gave her. He moved in, laying a sweet kiss on her pussy, slipping his hand down the underside of her elevated leg and chuckled as she whimpered. He was teasing her, and doing a damn fine job of it. She squirmed under him and he reached up holding her still, the sweet kissing he was peppering her with got deeper, sweeping his tongue into her secrets, tasting her honey. Goddamn she always tasted so good, better then candy, better then the best-aged scotch. Nothing was as intoxicating as Snow’s taste and scent when in her passion. It made him crazy, and if he was any less a man, or incubus, he wouldn’t be able to hold out. As it was he always hung on by a thread with her, but no more so then when he was face deep between her perfect thighs. ~11~

"Sweet gods Arcady," she cried out wrapping her thighs around him. Her breathy cries fueled him on, kissing and sucking and licking at her, her fingers dug into his hair and pulled him up. He smirked at her. “You want me to stop?” he said and gave her a long slow swipe of his tongue on her overly sensitive pussy. "No," she cried out tugging him down, "Stop teasing." “Of course, my love.” He went back to his tortures, working her flesh to the brink. She cried out tugging painfully on his hair "Arcady." she screamed pleading with him. How could he deny her? He reared up to his knees and smiled down at her, seeing her in her now disheveled state. One of her breasts had come loose of the tight material, her nipple naked to the air. Her hair an icy halo about her head, her eyes flashing blue down at him, lusts boiling in them. “Tell me what you want love.” "You, please," she begged him running her hands over his chest ripping at his shirt. “Can’t say no can I?” Her passion was as unbound as she was; he enjoyed seeing her tearing his shirt into strips. He had his belt open, the buckle large and heavy, and pulled the belt out of the loops and threw it across the room as her hands went to working on opening his zipper and button. "Faster,” she growled, pulling him into a frantic kiss, her legs wrapping around his waist. Arcady laughed and pushed his pants down, not sure how they fell to the floor behind them, only knowing they did. He cupped his erection, smirking at her. “You sure baby?” "Now you’re being cruel," she pouted at him thumbing her own breasts. Arcady grinned and gripped her hips lifting her off the bed and entered her slowly, a sweet torture for them both. He closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of sinking into her sweet, tight warmth. She gasped, her body welcoming him. "Better," she kissed him. “Much better.” He made sweet love to her, opening his eyes to look down at her as she smiled up at him. She was everything good in his life, everything that gave him purpose to exist here. Snow, his love and his life. He felt her reach the precipice once more, and gritted his teeth calming his own body not to follow her over. She arched and shuddered and cried out his name, and he watched it all, the love and the pure exultation of release, alight in her eyes. “I love you Snow…the owner of my heart.” She crashed over the edge, her orgasm hitting her hard. Her energy waved off her begging to be drank in. Arcady opened himself up to it and gasped, his voice lost in the physical din of the energy spike. Your always so pure my love… and so generous. He thought to her as she panted under him. He watched her, both their bodies drenched in sex slick sweat and he realized that there was not any other place with any other person he would rather be. He smiled down at her. ~12~

"I love you too Arcady." “Good. Love this.” He said and set back to working her hard, his long strokes quickly bringing her back to the edge of oblivion. His hand went to her clit and pinched and ran circles on it; he leaned in and took her uncovered nipple into his mouth. He was on his way, but he wasn’t going anywhere without her. She screamed coming hard, her whole body gripping onto him. Arcady groaned and followed her over the edge, panting into her chest. She wrapped her arms around him and held him close, his chest padded from her by the corset. She was stunning, perfection and instinct took over. He raised his head and kissed her sweetly, looking into her eyes and he whispered his plea. “Marry me Snow.” "Of course!" she gasped kissing him. He felt the relief in her, the calm center of her mind seep into him. She wanted him, without promise of a ring or anything. It was impulsive of him, having planned out just how he would propose to her, but it didn’t really matter. She had just said yes. She had just said yes. He smiled down at her and rolled them so she was lying on him, cuddled into his chest. “I’m sorry I don’t have a ring…” "No? Well, we can get one later..." she gasped. "Ooh or one of those jelly ones. Though, I won't promise not to eat it." Arcady laughed and shook his head. “You didn’t let me finish. I was saying I didn’t have a ring, but I do have a sparkly for you.” "Ooh!" she grinned down at him. He chuckled and shook his head. “If you want it, you will have to grab for my jacket on the chair there that was thankfully spared your sexy as hell clawing. It’s in the inside pocket.” "You can afford to lose a few shirts in the heat of passion," she grinned rolling off him. "Besides it was your own fault for teasing.” She passed him the jacket, excitement thrumming from her body. He sat up and produced a long silver and green box from the pocket and opened it to her eyes, revealing the bracelet, the diamonds sparkling in the scant light of the room. "Oh, Button!" She gasped, reaching out and touching it. He smiled and watched her hold it up to the light, the sparkle from the diamonds playing across her face lighting it up more. “Do you like it?” "I love it," she held it up for him to put around her wrist. He fastened it and pulled her into another kiss, a searing, mind bending kiss that spoke volumes about his love for her. “You know my jeweler is still in town, I can make a call and have him stay. I like

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your idea about the candy ring pop, but maybe scaling it down just a tad would be wise. A rock that big and you couldn’t lift your hand.” He nuzzled her and sighed. “I want you to be happy Snowy…” "Well, I don't need to move my hand much," she chuckled nuzzling him gently "And I am happy, I have you." Arcady smiled down to his fiancée and sighed. Nothing felt this good in his life ever. Snow had agreed to be his wife, and he would make good on his promise to himself to keep her happy and loved the rest of her life. “And I have you Snowy.” His mother would be happy, and so would Amos, and Camions, the king and queen of his race, and the rest of their extended family. “I guess now I should take you to L.A. to meet my parents huh?” "Parents?" she stilled, her face becoming a mask. He pulled her close and smiled. “Relax love, they will love you, just as I do.” "I’m relaxed," she squeaked, her body rigid. “Don’t kid a kidder. Baby, trust me. Have I ever steered you wrong? Mandy and Pete are going to love you.” "I don't do parents well." “Neither do I. How many parents do you know that are normal and in the porn industry? Not many I can tell you. They don’t treat me like a son, more like a brother. Honestly.” "Brother? Really?" He nodded. “Yep. Amos and Camions treat me more like a son, or Avery, the head of my incubus house. Mandy and Pete…” he shrugged. “So don’t worry.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Ok, I guess so, I mean we’re getting married... Right? I guess I’m gonna have to do it at some point. Just don't leave me alone with them. Please? I don't wanna be crucified." “Never. Look the danger is meeting Amos and Camions, and you already know them and they do like you a great deal. So don’t worry. You will like Mandy and Pete, and you’ll get to see Angus too.” "The dog?" “Linus’ sire.” He nodded. “So let’s not worry about that now. I’ll make plans around her shooting schedule, and maybe we will go in the summer?” "Summer, I think would be good," she nodded. “Summer it is then… enough time to get used to the idea, and make plans.” He kissed her and sighed. “Happy Valentines Day my only love. I can’t believe you said yes.”

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