“You’ve really mated with that dog?” I need to know for sure.
I look at my mate. He smiles at me tenderly, but when his eyes go back to Damaris, I can see he’s fighting his wolf. It’s in his bright yellow eyes. “I did, so you see, Damaris, we know something is happening in our community, but it’s not totally clear what the intention is. You’ll provide me information. I asked Kane if I could talk to you first and you know what’ll happen if I get nothing. You’ll be at the mercy of the half-demon. And not even being a vampire will protect you from his fury.”
Damaris spits blood on the table. “I don’t know much. You’ve stopped me from meeting the head of the organization, so my knowledge is limited.”
Fuck, well we’ll have to make do with what he can tell us. “First things first. You were with Donovan. He was really keen to have you back. What’s your relationship with him and his pack?”
“Not much, he’s my contact. Which I’m sure you’ve already guessed,” Damaris tells me, without revealing anything new.
“That witch was his mate. Is she the head of the organization?” I ask directly.
“No, she’s only his mate.”
His words confirm that witches are also participating in inter-species mating.
“Who’s the person in charge?”
He looks at me and grins. “I don’t know who it is. I don’t even know their name. You caught the wrong person for that.”
I hit the table. “Don’t fuck with me, Damaris. I know you know more about this organization. What are their plans? What did they promise you?”
He stays silent.
“You know Kane comes after me. He doesn’t care what information you have. He just wants you to hurt.”
Damaris’s eyes change. “I don’t know anything.”
I grab his shirt, and my fangs are out. “Internal Affairs doesn’t control me anymore.” His eyes widen at my statement. “Yes, now you’re starting to understand. I can do anything I want to you, and no one will stop me.”
He licks his lips. “I don’t care, Casey. You may not be part of Internal Affairs anymore, but the Investigation Team won’t let you do what you want. They have rules and regulations. You have some latitude but not much, and if I decide to keep my mouth shut, you can’t make me talk.”
I punch him in his face. His head wobbles back and forth. “Maybe not, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy part of this interrogation. You know I can make you talk. I have my ways, and they are legal, just so you know.”
I head toward my mate and start kissing him, and he follows my lead. One thing a vampire doesn’t like, if they are in need of blood, is to see others get it and have fun doing so.
“You’re a kinky girl,” Duncan says, smiling.
I kiss him quickly. “You have a lot to learn about me, and one of the things is that I’m not good at relationships.”
“Being a mate is different, you know that.”
I head back toward Damaris.
“You’ve mated with a dog, you can’t get lower than that.”
I see red and start to punch him repeatedly. “Watch your mouth or I may hurt you more than that. Talk and fast.” I’m pissed off, the fucker will pay.
He spits blood on the floor. “I’ve had worse. I’ll tell you everything. He’ll know if I’m lying.” Damaris points his chin to my mate.
“You’re right, bloodsucker,” Duncan says and then looks at me. “So, far, he’s telling the truth.”
“That may be true, but the small details he has can lead to something. That’s what I need. Kane will have his fun after I’m finished. I don’t think he’ll be in any shape after that to talk to me. I need him to talk now.” I smile at Damaris. “We’ll start again. Why were you at Jeremy’s club?”
“Simple, I needed blood and sex.”
“Why that club and not another one? I’m sure that’s not the only one that could help you. You could have gone to Alto’s club.” I’m testing him to see his reaction, and it’s just what I was hoping for as he screams at me.
“That bitch took everything from me, and she’ll pay for that.”
I know Kane is behind the glass. He’s monitoring everything I do in case he hears something I don’t in all the excitement.
“Damaris, a bit of advice friend, stop calling Lizbeth a bitch because I know Kane is taking note of each time you call her that, and it will make your beating worse.”
He looks at the one-way glass. “He can kill me, I don’t care. I’m not going to talk, and within this organization, he can’t do what he wants,” Damaris says, and starts to laugh. “All of you are already screwed, and you don’t even know it. You better brace yourself for what’s coming soon.”
Damaris is in bad shape, but his anger is stronger than the rest.
“What did they promise you that made you betray your blood?”
“Nothing that concerns you.” He’s playing the fierce vampire right now.
I chuckle. “You know, Damaris, if you don’t talk to me, Kane will have his way. We know that you know stuff, and we wonder what their promise was to you. I think it’s something big and you’ve corrupted Jeremy in the process.”
He stays silent, and I know I’ve hit the mark with that. I look at my mate. He smiles at me, it’s like a game for him.
“Fine, you don’t want to talk. Kane will take the next round, and you know what’ll happen?” Damaris shakes his head. “Well, if you don’t have anything to say to me, and Kane can’t get you to talk either, Alto will be pleased to have you back. You’ve brought shame to his blood, and the sentence for that is not only death by sun but torture as well. You know he’s done that in the past.”
He flinches a little. “How do you know he isn’t part of this?”
“Because if that was the case, you wouldn’t be here and being hunted not only by us but by him as well. Alto can be a son of a bitch, but lying is not in his dictionary. He’s put good money on your head, and since I have no place to go now I’m mated, and I have to stay in the neutral zone, it’s a tempting offer.”
“This organization will not let you do that. Their regulations—”
“Fuck their regulations. They don’t want you if you don’t know anything. They’ll have no use for you. The only reason you’re here is because of me and my mission and the fact you almost killed Lizbeth. But after Kane and I have our fun, you’re no use to them, and we know Alto will kill you. For us, that’s good enough.” I turn my back on him and take my mate’s hand before turning my head back to him.“We’ll give you time to think it over. If you decide not to cooperate, it’s the last time you’ll see me. Just know I’ll be alive and well while you’re suffering and dying. You better start talking if you want to live. If not, after Kane has his fun, I will contact Alto and arrange a meeting with him.” I don’t wait for his answer, and we leave.
Duncan grabs me around the waist as soon as the door closes behind us. “You think that was a good idea?”
“He knows what his brother can do. I’ve witnessed in the past what kind of horror he’s capable of. He’s not just upset at him, he’s angry. Alto’s reputation is on the line. He’s old-fashioned, and if we send him back, he’ll torture Damaris, and it won’t be in private. It’ll be done in public for his clan see and to remind them the price of betraying his blood. For vampires, blood is sacred. It would be like if your mate cheated on you. You think it’s impossible, but if it happens, you know what you’d do.”
He nods at me, understanding in his eyes.
Kane joins us. “So, he didn’t talk?”
“No. I’m sure he knows something, but not a lot. We need to know why he betrayed his blood. That could help us in this investigation and help catch everyone working with them.”
Kane looks at the door.
“He knows you can’t kill him, but you can hurt him badly. After you finish, if he hasn’t told you anything, we’ll give it twenty-four hours to think and come up with a plan. Our best bet will be Alto’s
reputation and maybe playing on that without letting him know we have Damaris. We’ll have limited time, since gossip in the community is rolling, and maybe some of his blood family will report that we have him,” I tell Kane.
“Maybe, but until then we can play with him a bit and try to find out more information. He’s hiding something. He didn’t lie, but he didn’t tell the whole truth either,” Kane says and heads toward the door and Damaris.
“So, what do we do now?” Duncan asks.
I put my arm around his neck. “Well, we have a room here, and I know it’s soundproof.”
Once again he throws me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and heads to the elevator as I laugh at him. “Which floor?”
I hit the fourth floor, and when the doors open, I give him directions to the room. Handing him the key card that Kane gave me earlier, I can almost pretend we are in a hotel and not Investigation Agency guest quarters.
18. The Lady
Hidden base
“MY LADY?”
My assistant brings me back to reality as she enters the room. “What is it?”
She approaches me with a piece of paper in her hand. “From what our contact has said, they’re going to contact Alto to retrieve Damaris from the Investigation Team.”
I look through the window of the building. “When?”
I hear paper shuffling. “Midnight, two days from now.”
“That could complicate things. Do you know if Jeremy knows?”
She looks to the floor. “He’s the one that brought us the news. I guess he’s preparing to rescue him. Apparently, Jeremy has someone on in the inside that’s able to provide him information. He doesn’t know everything, but the few things he’s been told is quality information.”
I can feel my headache returning. “That’s not good. They already know too much for my liking, and if that happens, it’ll be bad for us. We will need to move up the timetable even more if we want to reverse the factions and be a neutral zone.”
“Yes, my Lady, it’s not good, but we knew it could happen.”
“You’re right, but not right now. We’re not strong enough. We need more magical objects to help us. The fact Damaris was captured means more digging from the Investigation Team into us. So far, they don’t know who the head of our group is, and I intend to keep it that way.” I don’t need them to know anything that could lead them to us. “Where’s Donovan?”
“He’s still healing. His mate is helping him, and he’s still not in any condition to go on a mission.” My little assistant is firm in the way she says it.
“Meaning he’s fucking his mate to heal himself. No one can stop Jeremy?”
She shakes her head.
“Damn it. We don’t need this.”
“We could move before he does and compromise his plan.”
“And how will you do that?”
“I could go ahead of him and make some noise. That way they’ll think someone is there, without him getting caught. At the same time, I can pretend to save Jeremy, which will make him loyal to our cause.”
I play with my long hair. “That could work. You know what you have to do?”
She nods and leaves. It’s a good plan. It’s better if Jeremy doesn’t rescue Damaris, but we need to make him see that. I need more objects, I need more magic. To conquer them all, I need them to make me more powerful, make them my slaves. I will mark the ones that harmed me and get my revenge. It will be perfect. I’ll be in charge, and they’ll have to bow to me. I’ll have power over everyone’s lives. It’s perfect. Every one that was against me will suffer the consequence. I need this. That is my due, and they will become my slaves or die.
19. Casey
DUNCAN GRINS AT ME. “Now, we have all the time we need, and I want to fuck and mark my mate. Do you have any objections?”
I smile at him and shake my head. The day will never come where I object to him fucking me. He starts to kiss me—hard and passionate. It’s like he wants to possess me entirely and I’m happy to give in to him.
I rip his shirt needed to see him naked. I’ve dreamed about it since last night at the club.
“Impatient, mate?”
I chuckle. “Maybe but I’ll let you see how impatient for yourself.” I put my leg around his waist. I need to feel him, all of him.
“Not so fast. I’m the one in charge.”
I chuckle. “Dream on, mate, I’m in charge here.”
His hands are under my ass, and he carries me toward the bed before throwing me on it. I’m breathless like he is. “I’m the alpha.”
“Maybe but that also makes me an alpha so don’t mess with me.” I smile. I want to see him naked. I need to feel all his muscles and trace their pattern. “I need you naked.”
“What’re you willing to give me?”
I chew my lower lip. “I need you to fuck me and mark me the correct way. I want another taste of your blood. I’m drooling here, and that’s not the only part of me that’s wet.”
He hisses at my statement. I want to submit to him but not make it easy. He needs to work for it.
“What does my mate want?”
“Strip!” I grab my phone and pull up the song ‘Pony’, so he has a beat.
“Very well, but I need the same from you. I need a private show from you as well.”
I nod and wait for him. I start the song, and he starts to remove his shirt and moves those fucking abs. My eyes begin to bleed, and I want to touch my pussy.
“No playing, you’re not naked, and I need my show. We’ll play after.”
He dances like a god, all his muscles move to the music. He removes his shoes and socks. The only thing that remains is his pants.
“I want them off. I need to see you completely naked.”
He grins and starts to slowly unbuckle his belt, that fucker. I need to restrain myself. If I don’t, I’ll jump on him and have my way with him.
He starts to unbutton his pants and lowers the zipper. I see that he isn’t wearing boxers or briefs—he’s fucking naked under those pants. “It’s faster when you need to transform.” He must have been able to tell from my expression what I was thinking. His dick points at me. That’s my invitation. I start crawling on all fours like a wolf and head toward my target. I want his dick in my mouth again.
His pants fall to the floor, and I lick my lips. I want to taste him, and we have all the time we need. I crawl slower. His eyes turn bright yellow, and I can see he’s beginning to lose control. I get closer to my prize, put my hand on his thigh, and pull myself to my knees. He doesn’t say anything, but I look in his eyes and see pure lust there. I start to lick him slowly.
“Don’t torture me. Put it in your mouth.”
I comply—I want it anyway—and put the head of dick inside my mouth, and start to suck it. I’ve drooled over his dick since my first taste but I didn’t have the time then to make him suffer a little.
“Ah, fuck, that mouth of yours. I knew it would be like this.” All his muscles tense. “Shit, I need more.” He backs away and looks at me. He’s totally naked, and I’m still fully dressed. “It’s your turn to strip now.”
I gesture for him to get on the big king size bed which he does, and he starts to play with his dick.
I want him out of control, I’m too close to losing mine. I wink at him, and he puts the song on again. It’s the best one to do a strip-tease to. I start to open my blouse slowly button by button.
“More,” he orders with his deep, needy voice.
I remove my blouse, only to show my bra. I start to work on my skirt. Slowly, I turn around and show him the thong I’m wearing.
“Ah, fuck, that ass of yours.”
I smile. I feel sexy and sensual. He gives that to me. I wonder if it is because I’m his mate.
“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he orders.
“I’m thinking how different you make me feel, and that I’ve never experienced anything like this. I wonder if it’s because you’re my mate.
”
I let go of the skirt, and it falls to the floor. I kick it away, along with my shoes, and slowly lift my leg to the bed and start to remove the nylon stockings and roll them down my leg.
“Casey, I need you right now.”
I don’t comply with his demand and do the same thing with the other leg until I’m standing in front of him, only wearing my bra and thong.
“Remove it.”
I smile. I start with the bra and cup my breasts before I release it, and I hear a hiss from him. I turn around and begin to remove the thong and show him my ass and my pussy from behind. I hear him moving on the bed.
“I wanted to go slow, but that’s impossible now.” He grabs me and pushes me on my back on the bed.
“If you think that I’ll submit—”
He grins. “I never thought you would. I love the fact you want my dick and the fact I’m the only one that makes you feel like this.”
I moan. The fucker knows how to turn me on.
“We’ll go slow the next time. Right now, I need to mark and possess you.”
With that, he enters me swiftly, and I arch my back to take him more deeply inside me.
“Yes, you’re so tight.”
He starts to move, the friction between his dick and my pussy gives me goosebumps. I want it all, I need it all. He starts to play with my clit then.
“Duncan!” I scream his name when I come. I want to bite him, but he won’t allow me to. “You don’t want it?” I ask sadly at his refusal.
“I do want it, but if I let you, I’ll come, and that’s not what I want.”
I feel his dick get bigger, he’s close to coming. I’m still on cloud nine and don’t register that he’s moved me until I’m on all fours and he enters me again. He wants to claim his mate like a wolf.
20. Duncan
I NEED TO MARK HER, her neck is not an option but the back of her neck—yes. With her long hair, nobody will see it. I start moving slowly, I want to build her want, I need her ready for what’s coming. She’s my mate, my wolf and I accept it. I take her hair and move it to the side before I put my arms around her waist and lift her, so her back is against my torso and starts to lick the back of her neck.
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