by Jane Jamison
“Are you nuts? This is a vampire we’re talking about. And you think he’s a good one? How can any vampire be called good? They attack and kill innocent people. They’re evil.”
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How could such ignorant words come out of such pretty “kiss-me” lips? Daniel frowned, trying to figure out how he could make her see the truth.
“What did I just say about lumping them all together?”
He reached out to touch her, as much to comfort her as to feel the energy they shared pass between them again. She sat up straighter as though she’d gotten shocked then leaned closer to him, her lips parted, waiting for him to kiss them. He did the only thing he could do. He cupped the back of her neck and yanked her to him.
He crushed his mouth to hers, making the spark between them ignite into a flame. He was rough, rougher perhaps than he should have been, but he couldn’t hold back. From the minute he’d first seen her, he’d wanted to kiss her, on both her mouth and her pussy.
She protested for only a second before moving toward him. She grasped his shoulders, digging her fingernails into him, but he didn’t mind the pain. As long as he could kiss her, he’d suffer any amount of agony.
His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting all her wonderful flavors. She tasted sweet, reminding him of honey but with a quick tangy edge. Her tongue met his in a sexual dance.
He separated from her for a second then renewed the kiss with deeper intensity. Pulling on her lower lip, he nibbled the sweet pout he’d ached for then slid his tongue into the corner of her mouth before tugging on her lip again.
She moaned and fell against him. He sneaked a hand under her T-shirt to find the softness of her breast. A growl rose in his throat, but he kept it there, unwilling to let any side of his inner wolf take over.
“Damn, Daniel. This isn’t a honky-tonk. Maybe you two should head over to The Moonstone Bar. Or back to your ranch. But don’t go playing tongue tag in my restaurant.”
Shannon jerked away and turned her face to the wall. Daniel grinned at Milly. “Okay, okay. Don’t go getting wound up over nothing.”
“Pff.” Milly swished her hand back and forth in the air. “That, whatever you want to call it, didn’t look like nothing to me.” She shook her head but returned his grin with one of her own.
“Here. You’ve got my lipstick on you.” Shannon pulled a napkin from the dispenser.
“Thanks.” He took the napkin and wiped his mouth clean. Still, he vowed he’d have her lipstick staining a circle around his cock in the very near future. But first he needed to find out why she was so dead set on killing Deacon.
“What happened to you? What made you hate vampires? Granted, I’m not their biggest fan by any means, but I don’t go around staking them.”
“I have my reasons.”
“But are they good ones? You’re talking about killing a man.”
“Not that it’s any of your concern, but I have the best reason in the world. And no, I’m not talking about killing a man. I’m talking about killing a vampire.” She shoved his arm, pushing him halfway out of the booth.
“Are you going to move, or do I have to climb over this table? I will if I have to.”
“What if I called the law and reported your attack of last night?”
She studied him then smiled. “You won’t, or you would’ve already done it. For some reason, you don’t want to get the authorities involved.” She studied him again, harder. “You’re not a vampire, too, are you? No, you can’t be. You’re out in the daytime.”
“I’m not a vampire. But what if I were something else? Another kind of supernatural being?”
He’d thrown her. He could see her searching for an answer. “What kind?”
He couldn’t tell her. He’d promised Anderson he wouldn’t until they were together. And not until they found out why she wanted Deacon dead. Instead, he tried a diversion. “Do you want to kill all vampires? Or just Deacon?”
She sat back then shook her head. “Just him. He deserves it.”
“So you don’t hate all of them. Just Deacon.”
He was right. It was personal.
“But why? What did he ever do to you?”
Her answer was to climb up on her seat, step onto the table, and jump to the floor. He watched her, astounded that she’d actually done what she’d said she would. By the time he came out of disbelief, she was already at the door and pushing it open.
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Shannon burst out of the diner and straight into the one other person she didn’t want to see. The strange attraction she felt whenever she was around Daniel or Anderson ricocheted up her arm and traveled into her pussy. What the hell was wrong with her? Who were they?
“Hey, hold up.” Anderson gripped her arm, whirling her back around to face him. “I need to talk to you.”
She let out a yell that had every onlooker whipping their attention their way. The last thing she needed was an audience. She jerked and pulled but couldn’t get free. Lowering her voice, she ground out the words, making sure he could never mistake her intent. “Turn me loose or I’m going to do something you’ll regret.”
“Like climbing out a restroom window? Not a chance. We need to get some things straight first.”
“I already talked to your friend.”
“You talked to Daniel?”
“Yes. In there. Now let me go!”
But Anderson held onto her, digging his fingers into her arm. She yelped as the pain raced up her arm. “You’re hurting me.”
“Oh, right. Like I’m going to fall for that old trick again.” He raked his gaze over her. “You don’t seem any worse for wear from all your so-called injuries.”
She moaned and tried again to jerk free. Daniel stood inside the diner, watching them but staying out of it. Pulling as hard as she could, she made one last-ditch effort to get away. But he held onto her.
“Knock it off and settle down. I’m not going to hurt you. All I want to do is talk.”
She stopped, deciding to change her strategy. “Are you sure that’s all you want to do?” She lowered her eyelids and glanced up at him, putting on her best come-and-get-me expression. “Or maybe what you want is to finish what we started?”
He parted his mouth as his gaze fell to hers. “As tempting as that sounds—and it sounds very tempting—we need to have our discussion first. Then we can go back to my ranch and finish the other.”
Daniel frowned at them and pushed the door open. “What’s going on out here?”
“I heard you two had a discussion. Is everything settled?”
Shannon couldn’t believe it. They were talking about her as though she were a disobedient child who needed a lecture. “Who the hell do you guys think you are?”
“We’re the men trying to keep you from making a huge mistake. After that, we’re the men who are going to take you to bed and fuck your brains out.”
She froze, stunned by Daniel’s answer. Did he mean what he said? The heat in his eyes told her everything she needed to know. An alarm went off in her head, warning her against them, but she didn’t care. She could already see them in bed with her, lapping her juices then shoving their hard cocks into her pussy and ass.
“Damn, Daniel. Talk about a lack of tact. Why not just push her down in the street and have at it?”
She looked first to Anderson then to Daniel and knew. If they wanted to take her in the middle of the street or anywhere else, she’d welcome them.
Hell and damnation! What are you thinking? The words couldn’t have resonated louder in her if someone had shouted them in her ear. Without thinking, she brought her foot up and kicked Anderson in the knee.
He howled, letting go of her arm as he grabbed his knee. She spun around and ran as hard as she could. Anderson’s curses and Daniel’s laughter followed her as she rounded the corner of the consignment store and jumped into her van.
Chapter Four
Daniel held her down, his big hand easily capturing her wrists. He laid his nake
d body on top of her, using his weight to keep her from squirming too much. She was naked, too, as was Anderson, who was busy tying her legs to the bedposts.
Daniel skimmed his teeth along her neck. “I can’t wait to sink my teeth into your soft flesh.”
She met his gaze, saw the amber taking over the light blue, and shivered. “When?”
“As soon as you’re ready to be ours,” answered Anderson.
Daniel dipped his head lower and caught her pebbled nipple in his teeth. He tortured her, sending sharp zings of delightful pain into her breasts. He released one wrist as Anderson moved to wrap the binding around it and tie her to the bedpost. He tied her quickly then moved to do the same to her other wrist. She yanked, tugging on the restraints to see if they would hold her.
Daniel chuckled then swept his tongue along the seam between her lips. He lingered at the corner of her mouth to nibble then slanted his mouth and pressed it to hers. She gasped and drew in his breath. He swept his tongue inside her mouth, wrestling his tongue with hers, until she chased his back into his mouth. She tasted him, the wild flavor mixing with a spiciness that was his and his alone.
He pulled away from her, his hot amber gaze burning her flesh, then took her nipple into his mouth. She arched, wanting him to take more of her tit, to palm the other one and rub his thumb over the hard bud. But instead he slid his tongue between her breasts, wetting the skin.
Moving up, he straddled her and brought his long, hard cock between her breasts. He pushed her breasts together, holding his cock between them. “This feels amazing. Your tits are perfect for fucking my cock.”
She lifted her head, reaching for his cock each time it peeked out from between her breasts. She licked the tip of it, catching the pre-cum. She groaned, the sound coming from deep inside her throat. “Let me suck you.”
“Easy, girl. You’ll get to blow me before I fuck you.”
Yet she wasn’t so sure when she saw him close his eyes and struggle to keep from coming. He squeezed her breasts together, capturing his cock between them. Moving her tits in opposite directions back and forth, he set up a delicious friction on both sides of his dick. Rubbing his cock between her breasts excited her as much as it pleasured him.
She’d concentrated so hard on Daniel that she hadn’t noticed Anderson crawling between her legs. He teased her, using his tongue and teeth on the tender flesh of her inner thighs. She moaned and tried to spread her legs wider.
At last Anderson parted her pussy lips and flattened his tongue against her clit. She jerked as much as she could with Daniel sitting on top of her and tugged at her restraints. Yet she didn’t want to get free. Not yet.
Daniel scooted back a little so he could take both her nipples into his mouth. He whipped his tongue around them then bit the taut buds, torturing her when he brought them together to bite both at once.
“Use your fingers, Anderson.” She hadn’t expected him to do what she asked, had thought he’d want to stay in command, but she was wrong.
Anderson added two fingers to her pussy, and her vaginal walls clamped around them. She tightened her pussy, giving him a preview of what it would be like to have his cock inside her. The sound he made, somewhere between a groan and a growl, turned her on even more. She thought she was as excited as she could be until Daniel returned his cock to between her breasts and thrust forward, giving her more of his cock to lick.
Anderson drew her clit into his mouth and pumped his fingers into her pussy. She bucked as the whirlwind started in her abdomen, the storm heating up as her climax neared. But it was too soon. She didn’t want to lose control yet.
Anderson took his fingers out, and she wanted to cry. She loved it when a man finger-fucked her, and he’d taken her to the edge before pulling her back. She wanted him to add more fingers and find her sweet spot. But he didn’t leave her alone. Instead, he plunged his tongue inside her pussy then swept it over her clit. Her juices burst from her to ooze down the sides of her pussy, and he lapped up her cream.
Daniel’s strong inner thighs bumped into the bottom of her breasts as he worked his hips back and forth. He sped up his thrusts, poking his cock from between her breasts far enough that she could catch more than just the tip of it in her mouth.
“I don’t know how much longer I can stand this, cuz. She’s driving me insane.”
Anderson looked up long enough to answer. “Then move off and I’ll have her first.”
The lust-filled expression on Daniel’s face made her lift her head higher and try to hold onto his cock as she caught it once again. She sucked as hard as she could, but he withdrew it and fell to the side of her.
“She almost took the skin off me.” He grinned and tweaked her nipple.
“Her pussy is tight even on my tongue. I’ve got to feel her wrapped around my dick.” Anderson sat up and leaned over her. “Untie her legs.”
Daniel slid off the bed and took off the first binding. He ripped it from her ankle and did the same with the other one. She bent her knees and widened her legs, loving the way Anderson stared at her pussy.
He wiped his mouth then took her legs and wrapped them around his waist as he positioned his cock at her pussy. “You’re going to love this as much as I will.”
“Then do it.” She licked her lips and darted her gaze to Daniel’s cock and back. “Make it worth not having Daniel’s cock in my mouth.”
“Who said you can’t have both?” Daniel climbed back on the bed. Taking another pillow he added it to the one already behind her head. He moved close, presenting her with his cock. She took the offering like a queen accepting a gift from a subject.
She smiled and flicked her tongue over his cock. The flash of pain that came with Anderson’s slap on her buttocks surprised her. She’d never had any man slap or spank her before. Her flesh tingled as she moaned and sucked Daniel’s cock inside her mouth.
Anderson spanked her butt cheek again. “Suck him good, girl, or I’ll have to give you another slap.”
She sucked harder, although she wouldn’t have minded another spanking. Daniel gripped her hair, keeping her to him as he worked his hips back and forth.
Anderson lifted her butt off the bed and rammed his cock inside her pussy. She let out a shout but the sound was muffled by Daniel’s cock.
Her womb quivered with the orgasm coming closer. The burn of her need spread outward, trembling through her limbs. She yanked on her wrist restraints, aching to touch them, to pump Daniel’s cock as she pulled his seed out of him.
Anderson thrust forward hard then withdrew and plunged into her again. The force of his momentum bumped her toward the head of the bed, but she held onto Daniel’s cock. Her yearning leapt higher, and she tightened her legs around Anderson.
Her pussy muscles clamped around his cock, urging him to go deeper, to thrust harder. She watched his reactions flow across his face, his chest heave, and the tendons in his arms flex as he held her legs.
“I want her to cup my balls.” Daniel yanked one of her hands free, and she slid her hand between his legs to fondle the soft skin of his balls. His body stiffened, his eyes growing wide as his climax raced to its completion. He clutched her breast and hair and shouted his release as his seed poured into her mouth. She drank hungrily before he pulled his cock away.
Anderson kept slamming against her, driving his cock higher. Taking her clit between his fingers, he pinched the sensitive bundle of nerves. Her pussy tightened around his cock even more, wanting him now more than ever.
Anderson stiffened a moment before her climax burst free and sent her spiraling toward the darkness. She fought against it, needing to see his face when he called out her name. His seed shot into her, hot fire to match her own flame.
Falling on top of her, he moaned, a complaint on his lips. “Damn it. I wanted her to ride me.”
Daniel chuckled as he fondled her breast. “Next time. We have all the time in the world.”
Shannon jerked awake, her eyes adjusting to the dim moonligh
t sifting through the makeshift curtains she’d put over the windows of her van. She’d had wet dreams before but nothing that came close to the one with Anderson and Daniel in it. Yet it was no wonder she’d dreamed about them. They were, after all, very sexy men, and she hadn’t had sex, good or bad, for over a year. Still, the fact that they were friends of the vampire she wanted to kill didn’t sit well with her. Why couldn’t they have been just a couple of normal guys?
Her body ached from sleeping on the thin air mattress, but it was the lingering effects of the dream that bothered her more. She curled up, hugging herself, and stared at the moon through the corner of one curtain. What was the strange hold they had on her? She’d experienced attraction before, even going so far as to have a torrid love affair two years ago. But even that burning need hadn’t been anything close to the wild ride of emotions and sensations she felt whenever she was around Daniel or Anderson. The effect they had on her when she was with both of them was too hard to resist. She wanted to touch them, to cup her hand over their crotches. If she hadn’t regained her control, she would’ve unzipped Anderson’s jeans instead of kicking him in the knee. At least she hadn’t kicked him in the balls. She’d hate to think she might have damaged him there.
She had to keep her mind on her plan. Letting two men, even two men like Daniel and Anderson, get in the way couldn’t happen. She owed it to her sister. She sat up and wrapped the blanket around her. She’d already suffered two nights in the van, keeping away from Forever in hopes that they’d think she’d given up. If they stopped guarding the vampire, she’d have a better chance at staking him.
She mentally ran down the list of tools in her duffel bag. Two stakes, a rope, a bottle of holy water, and a garland of garlic. Would they be enough? She fingered the cross hanging from the gold chain around her neck. What if everything she’d read about vampires was wrong? What if the holy water or garlic didn’t work? She’d brought the rope with no real purpose for it, but now she wished she’d gotten more than two stakes.
