Maria is punished and jasmine is rewarded.
Constantine was quick to stake his claim too and take Abi's arm in his. "And we would like a room together as well."
Though neither came as a surprise to Raven, he wasn't all that pleased by either. Yet he understood the logic behind it. The women had to stay with those who could protect them, and Abi would be at far greater risk to share his bed than Constantine's.
"Very well," Bernard said as he gathered the bags they had stopped to collect along the way to the plantation. "This way," he said to Ginger and Hunter. With just a small backward glance over her shoulder at her sister, Ginger followed, seemingly reluctant to leave Abi alone with the two vampires.
"You do realize having them here is like juggling dynamite." Constantine said to Raven once they had gone out of sight. "Are you sure you trust them?"
"I trust them about as much as I trust you," he said, sparing Abi only the briefest glance. "Besides," Raven headed toward his ornate cherry wood bar in the corner of his main sitting room. "Can we afford not to?"
He pulled out a bottle of water from the refrigerator. "It does make your choice a little more difficult now, doesn't it?" he asked Abi.
"What do you mean?" she asked with a tip of her chin.
"He means your choice to become a vampire," Constantine filled in as he flopped on the antique sofa.
"Who says I have made that choice?" she immediately wanted to know.
Raven walked back around the bar to where she stood. Without saying a word he lifted her hair and exposed her wounded neck. "A little something you should know about vampires. We can read thoughts. I know what you felt when these wounds were made because I was there, thanks to my connection with Constantine."
The thought both thrilled and frightened her. "Kind of makes your Halloween episode to try and scare me away rather useless, don't you think?"
He chuckled. "Indeed." He went over to join Constantine in a chair near the sofa. "But if you're going to become one of us you should know that is what you eventually become. The only difference between us and that Creature is some muscle and skin."
"I don't believe that," she said as she stalked over to where they sat. "There's a lot of humanity left in both of you, whether you choose to see it or not." They both scoffed but she put her hands on her hips. "If that weren't true, whether I became a vampire or not wouldn't even be my choice."
Both Constantine and Raven leveled their dark eyes on her and said in unison, "What makes you think it is?"
They both rose and approached her where she stood, one on either side, close enough she could feel both of their hot breath on her skin. Again she tipped her chin. "I'm not scared," she tried to assert, but it came out as a breathless whisper.
"You should be," Raven told her in a firm, low voice. As he ran his hands up either of her arms, Constantine lifted up her hair and kissed every inch of her sensitive neck except for the two throbbing wounds. She stared into Raven's eyes, unable to look away, even when she wanted to tip her head back and lose herself to the sensations.
"This isn't a game," he told her, his finger trailing up her arm and over across her chest, up her neck and across her jaw. "We play for keeps."
"So do I," she whispered as her arms slipped up around his neck and she kissed him hard on the mouth.
They all crashed into a guest room decorated in blue satin and black lace, a tangle of arms, lips, hair and skin. There was no more discussion on what was right or wrong, good or bad -- there was just blatant, raw, animal need. Constantine ripped off his shirt before he lifted Abi up by the waist and thrust her up onto the four poster bed.
He was quick to follow, crashing down on her with fevered kisses and hands that didn't miss an inch of her already exposed skin, as her tiny halter dress left little to the imagination.
Raven was slower to follow, stripping casually as he watched their passionate embrace.