I followed them a good twenty feet behind. How good Zaine's senses were when he had his prey entwined in his web, I wasn't sure. Testing it wasn't on my list of to-do's, however. He nodded to the bouncer manning the roped-off section before skating by easily.Honestly, it kind of impressed me with how easy it was for him to scoop someone up and then take them off to meet their death. I'm surprised more people hadn't put two-and-two together yet about him and the dead women he'd left behind. I waited until they disappeared into one of the curtained rooms before heading over to the bouncer and flashing my ID. "Got a suspect I'm looking into."He raised his brow at me, snatching my ID out of my hands. "Suspect? Who?"I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him. Humans were so fucking nosey."Classified.""You with the government?"Technically, I was. Just not his."I'm a P.I.""Oh shit," he quickly handed my ID back to me, pulling back th
I ran hard and fast back to my motel room. What did I do? What the fuck did any of this mean? Why hadn't he killed her?The questions screamed inside of my head for the entire block. That woman had been blissed out of her mind but she'd been far from dead and it hadn't looked like Zaine was interested in killing her. If he wanted to, he wouldn't mid-orgasm, right?Fuck. I should've dragged her out of there when I had the chance. I couldn't be certain that he wouldn't kill her after he was done getting off and sucking her dry. How stupid I was to assume he'd been done when he'd propositioned me for my services. He could've wanted us both drained—a two for one special.I took the key to my motel room out of my pocket and jammed it into the door with shaky hands. I needed to call Jeffery for some kind of backup and get another agent over here to make sure I didn't become a sex demon's next meal. What the hell took incubi down anyway? Nothing traditional from wha
I stared up at the ceiling for what felt like hours, completely empty-headed.In that time, I had no idea what happened to Zaine or where he went. He'd covered me at some point, tucking me into bed with the sheets drawn up to my chest. I'd been grateful for the care, even if I couldn't express it properly. I didn't sleep, but I did rest. A dull high pulsed through me, much different than the aphrodisia. This was much more satisfying.Noises from inside my room had me sitting up eventually, pulling the sheets down from around my shoulders to pool in my lap. The light from outside had risen again, signaling I'd wasted another night doing jack shit but running around chasing an incubus. Ugh, this mission was starting to blow.A figure sat on my floor, back facing me and hunched over while they played with something. It was hard to see what from this angle, along with the only light source in the room coming from the tops of my curtains where they weren't flush a
My head still felt like it was underwater by the time the car Zaine had ordered pulled up to my motel door. Meet the other sex demons in this area… what a wild fucking concept. How was it that every time I thought I knew something about incubuses, Zaine turned around and surprised me with a fact that completely negated that very thing?I was starting to believe everything I'd learned so far had been completely made up.Despite my body's incessant want to stay in my motel room and remain a pillow princess for the next few hours after that wild fucking ride messing around with Zaine, I ignored it and climbed into the car as it pulled up. Zaine graciously held the door open for me. I wanted to make fun of him for suddenly acting like a gentleman after he just got done tongue-fucking me to death and letting me dry-hump him, but the words were hard to form even as I snipped out a quick 'thank you' to him. He got in after me and, after telling the driver where we
He brought me to one of the locked rooms, knocking twice while keeping me hugged to his side. A moment later the door was opened, a naked man standing there looking high as hell. "Kaius," he greeted.My captor—Kaius—pulled me inside. All around me was the heavy scent of sex hanging in the air. Blinking a few times to adjust to the difference in light, I could see bodies moving around together in tandem. The sounds of moaning pleasure rocketed to my core, turning me on instantly, the sound of slapping skin against skin feeding that deep need to be filled with a hard cock.I groaned despite myself, rubbing my body into Kaius' side. His hormones—so much different feeling than Zaine's—prickled against my skin like pins and needles. He laughed, patting my hip. "There, there. We'll get you all warmed up in no time."Leading me deeper into the room, I could see most of the people in here were couples spread out on various couches, beds, and even the floor while they
I stuck like glue to Zaine's side as he led me down to the ground floor and back to where the atrium was on the other side of the mansion. The property was beautiful, I had to say. It was all very tastefully decorated with fine art and carefully picked furniture that matched the theme of deco-art impeccably. It was easy to tell where Zaine got his inspiration from. "Did you grow up here?" I asked, ducking under his arm when he held the door to the atrium open for me."Yes. Why?"Stepping into it, I was immediately hit with hot and humid air. All around us were large plants that reached close to the glass ceiling. The entire place was curved into a sphere, lit up by the beautiful sunset that casted a reddish glow over the bright green plants. I ran my hands over some of the leafs, taking in their waxy surfaces with interest. "Rianne."Turning to him, I saw him hovering close to me. He had a pensive expression on his face that seemed as out of place
Kaius' words rang through my head the entire ride back to my motel room. Questions tingled on the end of my tongue, my impulse control dying to force my mouth open and fire off at Zaine as soon as we'd gotten into the car.But I held off. He seemed so… distant, now that we were alone together once again. The way he behaved with his family was much different than how he was alone with me and I couldn't help but wonder which version of him was the real one. It was stupid of me to assume I knew anything about him other than what I'd retained from his file and what I'd learned of him so far being in direct contact with him for barely two days. On the surface, it appeared as if Zaine's personality was cocky and more on the playful side, while with his family, it changed into a more serious and elusive nature.More sex demon-ish maybe? I wouldn't be surprised if his family brought out the beastly sides of him more so than who he encountered on the streets as a predator wander
Staring at the ceiling, my body still tinged from the aftermath. Sweat beaded down my skin and onto the mattress under me, Zaine's arm having been thrown over my waist while he'd tucked his body into mine. His breath was light against my neck, his face still buried there from when he'd come. I came back into myself slowly."I didn't know…"I turned my head slightly, brushing my ear up against the tangled mess of his hair. "What?"Zaine's eyelashes tickled my neck as he blinked slowly. His fingers moved along my hip, tracing random patterns there that had my body working itself up again. I quickly slapped my hand over his, halting him from ramping me up so soon after he'd just fucked my brains out."Didn't know what, Zaine?"He hummed at me. "About you. I didn't know."Now I was really confused. I grazed my hand through his hair, gently working it back from his face and smiling when the gesture made him practically purr in response. It's annoyin
Gabriel's POVSix months later…"Who's next?" I asked, flipping through paperwork at my desk. The blinds were open, letting sunlight stream into my office. I'd admit that was the biggest thing I'd miss from my humanity—the sun. But I could enjoy the warmth as the high-end glass protected blocked out the rays. My tie was loose around my neck. Still hated the things. That didn't change. My suit jacket thrown on the coat rack behind me. I rolled my sleeves up, gazing over the recently closed cases, and filing them into the proper categories.VampireShifter.Ghost.Demon.Boogeyman.Etc. I'd make a new file if we came across a new type of monster.The scent of strawberries filled my nose as Lucy plopped onto my lap, setting her laptop down to scroll the schedule. I brushed her longer blonde hair over her shoulder, peppering kisses against her throat.When we were human, her pulse would jump, but her reactions were still the same. She'd lean against my mouth, h
Lucy's POVI was floating in the black. The call of the void beneath my feet. A bottomless ocean. Deeper than the heavens above. I watched the clouds split apart, beckoning me to rise, but I chose to sink deeper and deeper. Finding warmth in the abyss.A burning pain seared my throat, churning my stomach with an insatiable hunger as my eyes shot open. Air clawed into my lungs, even if I didn't need it. I felt cold. Usually, I could hear my heart beating in my ears.Blood rushed under my skin. Warming my cheeks.But I heard nothing.Felt nothing.Except for this nauseating hunger.Disorienting. The first face I saw was Gabriel's, leaning over me, fully dressed. The last thing I could remember was intertwining myself with him and Vivi. Finding a mind-bending pleasure as I soared.Intoxicated in the sensations. Until everything became cold. Chills and pain settled over my body, and it paralyzed me. I remember the pain heightening to a point where I couldn't breathe, my
Vivianna's POVI felt powerful.Like I was siphoning Lucy and Gabriel's power for myself. The more time passed and the closer they got to a full transformation, the more strength surged through my body. It was like nothing I had ever felt before.And there was a reason for it.All the pain had vanished, leaving euphoria in its wake. Addicting. Enough to drive mature vampires into madness. I blinked hard, holding on tight to my mind, not letting it sweep me away.Gabriel and Lucy were mid-transformation. The initial heat of my blood had worn off, sending them spiraling into a lust-filled hunger. I remembered my transformation. Delirious lust. Hunger. But I was confused. Lost in the haze. Pain embedded into every fiber of my being. My muscles ached as they stretched and strengthened. Agony clenched my heart as it slowly stopped beating.Alistair left me alone during the change. Let the fear consume me as I felt myself die. I was in the dark, buried in a box in a shallow gr
Vivianna's POVI leaned against the headboard, my body flushing with heat. I could taste Gabriel and Lucy on my lips. Decadent and sweet. Rich and bright. Exactly how I imagined they'd taste together. Perfect accompaniments. My core tingled, wetness spreading down my thighs at the sensation of Gabriel's cock rocking against my slit. Lucy stared up at me, dazed with lust. Her pretty pink-tipped breasts asking to be licked. The taste of her pussy in my mouth. Heady and sweet, and I couldn't wait to sink my face between her thighs and use my tongue to make her come.But there was something I needed to say first. They had to know what was going to happen. "Once this starts, it won't stop," I murmured, my throat bobbing, the ache burning between my legs. I brought my nails to my collarbone and slit across the skin.The desire I felt kept me from feeling the sting, and I released small ruby droplets from under my skin. My blood would heal Gabriel now that I was strong again. All his
Lucy's POVThere was no time to react. Vivianna shoved Alistair against the wall, cracking the stone as Vivianna sliced through him with claws. Her face had morphed into that of a monster, with fangs and veins, while Alistair morphed into something resembling a wolfman. They disappeared into the darkness of the cave, but I could hear them.Every hit sounded like grinding stone. Heavy impacts. Blood spraying across the chasm. Hissing and snarling echoed off the walls, but I wasn't sure who had the upper hand, and I was afraid to think it was Alistair.Gabriel crumpled against the ground, and I ran to him, beaten and bloody. His shoulder was torn open, riddled with bite marks just like Alistair had shown me. God, he felt so cold. No shirt to protect him from the chill of being underground."Gabriel," I whispered, cupping his handsome face, bruised and pallid. Lacking his natural healthy, honey gold tan. "Baby." I stroked his cheeks with my thumbs and he groaned. A noise of pai
Lucy's POV"Are you sure, Lucy?" Vivianna asked like she desperately wanted me to say no. She wanted me to withdraw my consent. Give her a reason not to hurt me.Her heart cried out to me, begging me to leave her. Run before it was too late. But I wouldn't. Not when my husband was on the line.Rage burned within me. Alistair showed me Gabriel, chained up against a stone boulder, wounds weeping with blood. His chest was heaving, willfulness apparent in the cut of his rib. Even with his shoulders strained, riddled with teeth marks, he didn't lose himself. He was going to fight.And so would I.Anything for him. I was going to get my fucking husband back.My neck ached, bruised where Alistair claimed me. It felt like I was breathing smoke. Suffocating like ash in my lungs. Burning my insides. Searing me from the inside out.I could feel him in my head like he was wiggling his fingers in my brain. Trying to figure out what buttons to press to get me to do what he wanted. I
Vivianna's POVA sinking feeling filled my gut.Where was Gabriel? He hadn't returned after his meeting with William. The moon was high in the sky, the middle of the night. He should have been back by now. I turned to look at Lucy, still barely coherent, mumbling nonsensical words.Alistair wasn't ready to use her yet. I didn't like thinking about what he would use her for. All the things he did to me under his thrall…took centuries to heal from. Some I'm still healing from. She was sweating, small sobs breaking from her chest like he had her submerged into an eternal nightmare.Seeing Lucy in so much pain. So much terror on her face. It broke my heart. I reached out to comb my fingers through her matted curls, and I swear my touch relaxed her a little. Her nose unwrinkled, and instead of being afraid, she just seemed exhausted.So much sleep, but so little rest."Wake up, Lucy," I whispered, leaning down to press a kiss against her forehead. "Come back to me." Her eyeli
Gabriel's POVThe sun was setting.I was so close to town. Just a little further. No longer than a thirty minutes drive. Northpass had already slammed their doors, locking up for the night. I was absorbed by my thoughts.By my plans. Billy had answered most of my questions, and I wouldn't have gotten very far without him. In fact, I'd probably be dead in the water. Billy was callous and resistant, but he was good for his word.The sunset painted the sky with all sorts of colors, violets, and oranges. Beautifully disappearing into a night sky, only lit by a full moon. A brewing storm cloud perpetually floated above the castle, waiting to storm, but never able to. Like it was trapped in eternity with Vivianna.My mind wandered to them. How Vivianna would care for my wife. I should be there. Dampening Lucy's forehead with a cool cloth. Easing her fever and erasing her chill. I should be listening to her cries, holding her hand, and keeping her from falling too deeply.Bu
Gabriel's POV"So Elizabeth Bathory really was a vampire?" I asked, the journal open on my lap. My leg was crossed over the other, giving me a flat surface to work on while I face Vivianna.I took notes as I analyzed everything she had to say. It was like a dam of information had cracked wide open, spilling and overflowing the river beneath it.All of the pieces were falling together. The mystery of the portrait under the library. The missing people. How Vivianna enticed me.Vivianna had her legs parted, speaking easily, freely. She didn't have anything to hide now. She nodded, gazing at me with interest. "Elizabeth liked virgins. She'd host extravagant parties and every guest had to bring her a virgin. Alistair was a frequent attendee.""You said you slayed her. How?""The first fifty years of my curse was a bloody blur." She paused. "Pleasure. Death. Emptiness. I was so empty until one of Elizabeth's citizens grabbed my arm in passing, begging me to save his daughter from