By fuck my shoulder stung. The gashes which the lycan had ripped into my skin oozed blood through my jacket, shirt and down onto the dusty floor. My hand lifted, covering the ragged wounds, the hot sticky liquid seeping through my fingers and my gaze lifted.Rhayden’s mouth was firmly planted on the lycan’s neck, its thick mangy fur coated in blood. The creature screamed again, as it had when I’d shot it and it tried to grab at the vampire on its back. But there was no use.Vampires latch hold, like a spider with it's prey. Wrapping their bodies about you, holding on until the victim starts to weaken from the blood loss... and yb then, you're fucked. Trust me... I know.Rhayden had a good grip on the lycan, and with the loss of blood from the bullet wounds, and the blood, which was being drained by the vampire, the creature he was attached to quickly weakened. It slumped to the floor, Rhayden still on its back and within a few short moments, all it was doing was twitching.Rhayden lif
I felt Marley lose consciousness. Her body sagged under my touch and her scream died in her throat. I ignored it, dragging in mouthfuls of blood from the wound, spoiled with lycan taint. I lifted myself and turned my head, spitting it to the side, before I went back for another bite. People thought being bitten by a lycan was what turned them. Sure... in the movies. It was the same principal as us. You could turn from a bite... but you also had to have their blood injected back into you. But if you got slashed... well, then you were fucked. The bacteria which sat under their nails was deadly.I had to get as much of the scum which sat under the lycan’s claws out from Marley’s skin. If I didn’t, it would continue to taint her blood, fester and would eventually kill her.Once I’d done this, there was only one thing which would save her life... and it wasn't here.The last mouthful of blood I took didn’t have the taste of lycan taint and I lifted myself, spitting the blood to the sid
My head of security, Anthony Carter—Tony—had always been a man I could trust. His sense of duty was second to none and he was well mannered, if not a little stiff. So, when the normally composed vampire burst into the library, his eyes wild, I knew something had gone terribly wrong.“Sire! Master Raynes is coming through the gate.” I lifted myself from the high back chair. Rhayden coming through the gates? He was more than two hundred miles awa— “Miss Brennan is injured.”In my haste to get out the door, I knocked the bust of my grandfather to the floor and as the alabaster smashed into a thousand pieces, I flung myself down the steps to the main hall. Vampires lined the hall, reclined on sofas, drinking tall glasses of animal blood, oblivious to what was happening in the outside world, since I’d recalled them back to the mansion.Curious glances followed me, as I moved through the throng of pale faces and opened the front doors, in time for Rhayden to come sweeping through.Marley
I ached.Every fiber in my body screamed in pain as I struggled to open my eyes against the brain fog. My eyes finally behaved, opening to dark paneling and gold accents.Absinthe’s room.A chill wrought through me, and I looked down. I was in my underwear.“Fuck.”It wasn’t the first time, after I’d been injured, I had found myself almost naked, at Absinthe’s hands and the memory of two years ago flashed through my mind. Groaning, I rolled to the side, the urge to be sick, meeting an urn beside the bed.I upended the protein bar into the metal vessel and wiped my mouth on the back of my hand. My body was stiff and sore and there was a strange tang to my mouth, which was not from the vomit which had just exited it. I knew the feeling all too well.Serum.“Great.”Racing around my perfectly human body, were the antibodies of vampire saliva and blood. While the healing properties of the serum were phenomenal to say the least, the sluggishness and brain fog of it weren’t.I knew it’d las
There was a dead silence between us, as I stared at the vampire in front of me. My stomach rebelled and the urge to be sick, overwhelmed me again. “We were attacked by a lycan pack. I’d say a dozen or so. They were very adamant about me being handed over to them.”Absinthe pursed his lips and turned from me, picking up his pacing again. “Yes, I have heard the same from Rhayden. It is fortunate Vince and the team made it to the safe house in time to make sure the lycan didn’t take you, or any of the valuable items in the basement.”Absinthe turned his head, looking at me.“But what about before the attack?”I swallowed past the lump building in my throat. “Before? I do not know what you are—”He stopped his pacing and stepped forward, his hand slipping to the edge of my towel. I tried to push my thighs closer together, but his fingers were stronger, and they caressed gently over the bite marks. “This…”If I could have fled, I would have. But I knew I would not make it two feet, before
Seeing Marley prone as she had been, laying on Absinthe’s bed, near death had me worried I’d lost her. That Absinthe would never forgive me for getting his hunter killed. But seeing her walk through the door, with fresh puncture marks on her throat, broke my heart.She wouldn’t look at me. Her eyes downcast as she took the seat opposite.Absinthe cleared his throat and I looked at my brother.In the four hundred years I’d been alive, I’d never hated Absinthe. Not once.But now, I could barely contain the anger which seethed through me, and as his gaze met on mine, he faltered.“I-” Absinthe pursed his lips and looked at the files in front of him. “I have intel on the attack from the safe house.”He pushed a folder toward me, and another toward Marley. My gaze moved to her as she picked up the folder and opened it. She still didn’t look at me and all I wanted to do was confess to Absinthe what I’d done. That I was in love with his—I blinked, lowering my gaze to the table, my anger su
Watching Rhayden’s back as he sulked off, I knew what was wrong with him; and it was not the attack on the safehouse, or the fact Marley had been injured in the process.There would have been no missing the fang marks on Marley’s throat, and he had pitched a fit when he had seen them sitting brightly on her skin.He was in love with her.While I was enjoying seeing him squirm with anger, I knew I was pushing him away. We had always been close.The idea of having Marley and Rhayden get along had almost worked too well. Now they were fighting against their feelings for each other, and I did not have the heart to ruin it for them. I had never considered what Marley in the mansion would mean to anyone but myself and I suddenly realized how selfish I had been about the beautiful human woman.From the first night she had walked into the mansion, my brother had not hidden what he thought of her beauty, but he had toned it down, once he realized we were sleeping together. I should have been
Sitting in the passenger seat of the Alfa, after what had gone down between Rhayden, and I the previous night was surreal. Even more so with Absinthe’s words still rattling around inside my head.It is okay Marley, I am happy to share you with Rhayden, if that is what you want.Like… what the actual fuck? How was I going to satisfy two vampire lovers, when just being with Absinthe often left me drained? And then there was the slight weirdness of them being brothers. I mean... I wasn't so much as opposed to it... but it did feel weird. Was it a normal thing with vampires? Because I knew, in the human world, this sort of shit would definitely be frowned upon...This was not going to turn out well.“So, the killer is in a run-down two-story house, off a backroad just outside Everglades City.”I turned my head to Rhayden. He had his phone in his hand, his gaze shifting down to it while he drove. At any other time, I would have smacked it out of his hand and yelled at him for putting us
“You should at least talk to him Marley.”Opening my eyes, I looked up. Absinthe was sitting on the side of the bath, his face one of worry, hair carelessly hanging over his shoulders, a curtain of dark silk.I sank lower in the tub, wanting to go under and never resurface. “No.”“I don't like the idea of you going to Vegas and Korin, without him.”“Well, he should have thought about it before he chucked tantrum. He is almost 400 years old Absinthe, not two.”“He does have temper on him. But it doesn’t mean he doesn't care. What he said, he didn’t mean a word of it. You must realize that.” Abe reached over and brushed away a tendril of hair, tucking it behind my ear. “He's never been very good at sharing, especially with me.”“Well, unless he pulls his shit together, he won't have to worry about it. That will give him more comfort, knowing he doesn't have to share me anymore.” I opened my eyes and looked up at the dark-haired vampire, seeing the concern in his green gaze. “As much as
Of course, my perfect older brother would be there, waiting for his human lover. Waiting to rub into my face, how Marley would go to him first, over me. I glared at him, as he raised an eyebrow and swept past him, but not before slamming my shoulder into his. Any other time in our lives, that would have seen him pick me up and throw me off the second story balcony onto the marble floor below, but as he had gotten older, he’d gotten softer.If only Marley had known him when we were younger, she wouldn’t have been so keen to jump into bed with him, there would have been no sex.Just bite, drain and discard.Turning toward the library, I pushed open the huge doors and strode in, throwing myself into my seat. We would sit here, playing nice, being all civil when I knew what would happen afterward. Of the moans which would escape Marlene’s mouth, because of my brother and even though I couldn’t hear them, because of the soundproofing Absinthe had installed into his room, it wouldn’t stop m
Hearing the Alfa’s engine, before seeing its sleek lines pull into the garage, did nothing, compared to the sight of the woman sitting behind the wheel of my car. It’d been three weeks since I had seen her, since I had sunk my cock into her soft pussy and my body ached with longing.She pulled the car into my parking space and switched off the engine, staring at me through the windshield for a moment. I guess she would have been trying to figure out what kind of mood I was in.Fucking horny. That’s what kind of mood I was in.Usually, I would have picked out someone from of the coven, a lone female vampire, and fucked the night away with her. But since being with Marlene Brennan, there was no one else on this planet who would take her place.Walking to the car, I opened the door and leaned down, inhaling the waft of her scent, as she turned to me. “Mars.”“Rhayden.”Even the way she said my name sent shivers through me. I stepped back, allowing the little beauty to climb from the car.
Immortal Cravings Part 2- PassionsRolling to the side, I shut off the alarm which was blaring in the early evening and lay back against the soft pillows of the hotel bed. Seven-pm and I was only just waking up—one of the perks-or downsides of working for creatures which only came out at night.For the last two years, I’ve been the sole human bounty hunter, of one Absinthe Raynes—Vampire Lord of Miami.Hunting the rogues which prayed on humans for one million dollars a year; yeah, couldn’t complain. It was the excess baggage which came with it, which was going to send me insane.I worked for Absinthe, killed rogues—but I also fucked Absinthe—well, no. He fucked me… It was a mutual fucking. And then… there was Rhayden. Absinthe’s annoying, pain in the ass, beautiful, sexy little brother… Who also fucked me.At first my feelings for Rhayden had been kept secret from both brothers, lest I incur the wrath of Absinthe and put Rhayden in danger too. But when our last mission had us working
It would be sunrise in an hour... where would she sleep?In the arms of my brother? Would my Marley come back to me?Had I lost her to him?While Mozart played loudly to drown out the sounds of my brother and Marley having sex, it didn’t drown out the visions which came to mind.Was he a gentle lover? Did she act differently with him? How would they be doing it? Missionary, cowgirl, doggy-style…Growling to myself, I walked back to my desk. There was absolutely no point in me thinking about that. I would very quickly send myself insane. It was bad enough I was having second thoughts about the idea of my brother putting his hands on my lover. "No... you siad you were fine with it." I admonished myself. And I wasn't one to lie. I had promised Marley and Rhayden I was okay with the idea of them being together... I was okay with them being together. There was a knock on the door of the library, and I lifted my gaze, as Tony entered the room. Putting my hand out, I turned down the dial
Sweet lord.As my fangs pierced Marley’s throat, I could taste the sweetness which came from her blood and the opioid effect of her pleasure. Hot blood washed into my mouth, warming me through, sitting heavy in my belly. My pace increased, my hips ramming against hers as I plundered her beautiful body.She was mine. After two years of pining after the one woman I couldn't have, Marlene Brennan was finally mine.Marley lay under me, moaning; back arching; on the verge of an orgasm and I was the cause. That delerious thought, dancing around in my head, making this all the more exciting, and unbelieveable.Her fingernails scraped along the backs of my shoulders, adding a tinge of pain to the pleasure and I tore my mouth away from her flesh, as my orgasm ripped through me.A couple of more thrusts and she was right there with me... Marley’s core clenched around my cock, milking me and I buried my head against her neck, riding out the wave of pleasure.Her heart thudded erratically agains
Nothing had ever felt so right, as when Rhayden slammed his mouth onto mine, our tongues dueling, as we let go of the restraints which had been holding us back for almost two years... Because it had been the whole time I'd been in the Raynes mansion, I'd been denying the attraction I had for not only Absinthe... but his little brother as well.Being with Absinthe had always felt normal, from the moment we’d first fucked, he’d been my safe harbor, my calm and compassionate. My security and protection. He had always been the one I ran to, when I needed help.But Rhayden... the one Absinthe sent to help me in hunts, to guide me on missions and to be a general pain in the ass... He was my storm.The insanity in my life. The fight, the need to rebel, the feeling of being the kick ass hunter I was. He was the one who taught me to be a better hunter... to be more independant from Abe...He was the other half of the coin, which was the Raynes. There was no one without the other.Rhayden's u
By fuck, I still hurt. The gashes which I had received from Vince were healed, but I ached. My anger was not diminished either. How could we have been so blind?Abe had shown me the folder. The obsession Vince had with Marley was sickening. He even had Lynda’s urn. I could only imagine what Marley would be feeling right now, as she found out and there was nothing I could do to help.She’d be comforted in my brother’s arms.Pacing my room wasn’t helping my mood either. My mind kept returning to Marley and my emotions wrecked over themselves to be heard. Anger, sorrow, lust; all clashed. I was almost to the point where I’d happily fight my brother, for even the chance of having the human beauty just once.A knock at my door and I stopped pacing, turning my attention to it.A heartbeat, but two presences. I stared at the door for a few moments, until Marley’s voice called out. “Rhayden, open the door.”In the two years since she had kicked and screamed into our lives, I had never bee
“We found a storage locker, registered to Vince.” Tony sat opposite me, flipping through pages upon pages of photos and documents. His gaze lifted to mine, and he grimaced. “He had an unnatural obsession with Miss Brennan.”My stomach fluttered. “What?”I looked at Absinthe, who nodded to Tony and the head security guard handed over an A4 photo. I took it with shaking hands and looked down at it.It was just a basic storage locker. No bigger than ten by ten. But the walls were lined with weapons, and photos of me. My heart hammered with the red string, which linked me with various places and vampires.The places I’d hunted, the names and photos of the rogues I’d killed. Photos of Absinthe and Rhayden. Pictures of inside my apartment.Tony slid another photo over to me.A table of objects; all belonging to me.Underwear, jewelry, knives I’d thought I’d lost. Photos of my family when they were still alive. My sister’s urn.I shoved the photos away and looked at Absinthe. “You had this