Hunting Jessica

by Elizabeth St. John

  “She looks like she’s gonna puke,” Jay stated. He had no clue how correct he was. I swallowed deeply, fighting nausea.

  “No. She’s alright,” Gage stated and rubbed the side of my arm gently. I must be in shock as I welcomed the contact. His touch was so warm.

  The cab of the truck was quiet minus the heater and engine. Jay pulled up into my driveway and put the truck in park. Without a word, Gage helped me out of the truck and assisted me as I walked up to the back door of my home. I looked back at Jay and waved. He did a half wave and backed out of the driveway.

  Safe behind my locked door, I could relax. Gage grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and placed it on the kitchen table. I sat down in a chair and held the bottle as my mind raced over the past hour. Gage grabbed a beer for himself and leaned up against the kitchen counter. Tank came in and plopped down by my feet.

  “Are you alright?” Gage asked softly. He was a sharp edge, so I never expected the compassion in his tone.

  “I guess the cats out of the bag,” I stated with a scoff as I sipped my water.

  “Pun?”

  “No pun,” I sneered, “I feel like an idiot.”

  “Why?”

  “I mean, I should have seen signs or something.”

  “We work hard hiding what we are,” he stated and sipped his beer.

  “But you have been seen.”

  “Unfortunately, technology has made it harder to remain in the shadows,” he explained.

  I couldn’t talk anymore. It would all come out jumbled anyway. My mind was racing with too many questions. I would save those for a different time. He stood there in my kitchen, remaining quiet as I processed everything. Not only were my friends’ mysterious creatures but I almost died tonight. That could have been it for me. All because I decided to get some air and clear my mind. The only thing holding me to this world was curiosity now.

  I had a compelling pull to Gage and his world. I knew there had to be more to life than living in a small town. I discovered that three years ago with my first vampire. I never thought I would be hunting them. Now, everything I thought I knew was washed away with new possibilities.

  “Jess, I will understand if you want me to leave,” he said, pulling me out of the deep pool of my thoughts. “Maybe you need time alone to think.” I looked up at him and without a word, I stood up and approached him.

  His eyes danced across mine as I took in the color. They were not the monstrous eyes of the creature before. They were his normal gray, a spring storm, waiting to come crashing down on my world.

  I took his face in my hands gently. He needed a shave. His breathing was labored and I could clearly see he was fighting against something. I didn’t want to fight anymore. I wanted to let everything go, if only for a while. I didn’t want to think about almost dying. I didn’t want to think about anything mythological or paranormal. The only way I would be able to clear my mind of any of those things is to engage in something, even more, mind blowing.

  “Gage?” I whispered. I slipped my hands to the back of his neck and gripped his long hair gently in my fingers.

  “Yes.”

  “I could have died tonight.”

  “Never.” Unfortunately, I would be gone one day. There was nothing that could be done about that fact, but I would relish in my life now.

  “Thank you for coming,” I whispered and pulled his head down so our lips could meet. It was a slow beat at first. His body was rigid as I gripped his hair tighter. I wanted him to ravage my body in that moment. I pulled out of the kiss and took his beer and placed it on the counter. “Come,” I whispered and took his hand in mine. I pulled him up the stairs.

  “Come here,” he said deeply, stopping me midway and using his body to pin me against the wall. His mouth invaded mine in a passionate kiss. His hands cupped my breasts as we kissed. My nipples responded to his touch and grew hard under his grip.

  His lips moved from mine and slid down to start a primal assault on my neck. My body responded with a shiver as my pussy grew wet. I wanted more. I placed my hand on the back of his head and held him to me. I closed my eyes to savor the moment. All I wanted to do was get closer to him, closer to what he had in store.

  His arms tightened around my body as he lifted me up against his. I secured my legs around his waist and he carried me to his room. Once on the bed, our kissing deepened. Having his weight pressing me into the bed was sensual in itself. I let go and allowed him to have the control. He snaked his body against me and pressed his shaft against my middle.

  “Yes,” I murmured softly.

  A growl emitted from deep inside his chest and I found it erotic as hell. To know I could bring out that wild sound brought me great pleasure. He released my lips, moved down to my neck, and licked the bite wound he had given me. My body tensed as I thought he would bite me again but he didn’t.

  “I want you so fuckin’ bad, Jess,” he confessed breathily in my ear. “You are all I have ever wanted.”

  These words made me want him even more. I hadn’t had a man in so long, I needed this. I needed him. I reached down and pulled up the edge of his t-shirt and tossed it to the floor. I sat back and looked at him. His body was wonderful. He watched as I let my fingers stroke his chest gently. As my hands wondered, he worked on the button of my jeans and pulled them down, along with my panties. This was going to happen.

  “Fuck,” he growled as he looked at me. “You are perfect for me.”

  My body was pulsating for penetration. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants carefully. His cock sprung free the instant I slipped his jeans past his hips. I locked eyes with him before taking him into my hand. He released a breath as I stroked him and his eyes closed to the sensation. He released a slight moan which turned me on even more. I was sopping the sheets with anticipation.

  “Do you like that?”

  “Take your shirt off. I want to play with your tits.”

  “You take my shirt off,” I commanded playfully as I stroked him faster. With my hand still pumping him, he lifted my shirt and bra. Without taking them off, he cupped my breasts and pinched my nipples. It was a pleasurable pain that got my juices flowing even more.

  “Lay down,” he commanded and took over the stroking as I settled down on his mattress. “Do you want my cock inside you?”

  Without replying, I began to toy with my nipples, teasing him. His breathing was that of a labored woman as he watched me. His eyes filled with longing and my body was a pool of desire. I rubbed my thighs together, feeding my need.

  “Touch my pussy,” I whispered.

  His hungry eyes dropped to between my thighs and I opened them further for him. He used his thumb to finally touch my clit. My head fell back as I swam in the pleasure of his touch. It had been too long. The sensation of a man’s touch caused me to release a moan.

  “Are you ready for me, baby?” he asked.

  I looked up at him, “I’m more than ready.”

  Already on his knees, he used his thighs to hold my legs open. With a grip on his stiff cock, he used the head to stroke my wet core.

  “Fuck, your pussy is sopping wet,” he whispered deeply. “Jesus.”

  He didn’t enter me but only teased me with his swollen tip. Up and down my slit, always circling my clit with his hot flesh. I was riding the wave of pleasure as we continued this blissful dance, seeking only pleasure. I cupped my breasts again and twisted my nipples gently as I thrust my hips up toward what I craved.

  “Yes,” I moaned in almost a cry. I wanted to release but he was teasing it out of me. It was torturous.

  He stopped at my opening and gently pushed the swollen head inside. “Oh, yes!” I moaned as he brought it back out.

  “Tell me how much you want this cock inside you,” he said and did it again. I lifted my hips to try and get him to go deeper but he pulled away. “Tell me, baby.”

  “Please,” I begged.

  He plunged into me but not completely and pulled out again. He knew h
ow to use that cock. He started stroking me up and down my wet slit again.

  “Please, what?”

  “Please give it to me,” I begged and bucked my hips up to meet him.

  “Tell me you want me,” he said still teasing me.

  “I want you. Please,” I begged even more.

  He finally gave me what I wanted. He thrust inside me fully, gripping my hips so he could control my body the way he wanted. “Touch your pussy,” he growled as he thrust. My hand instantly dropped down and I began to finger my swollen clit fiercely. “That’s it,” he panted. My body invited every sensation, every touch, and tease. I thirsted for this for so long.

  He dropped my hips and nestled himself on top of me. His lips kissed my neck as he thrust. He was wild. With my hand firmly pressed between our bodies, playing with my pussy, I was on the brink of bliss. Everything around us seemed to disappear as I rode with the wave. Suddenly, pain struck my neck. I cried out but he continued to drive into me even harder and faster. My body responded and my finger moved faster in a magical way. I cried out with my orgasm and with one final hard thrust, he drove my body into the bed and released.

  His breath was hot against my neck. His body was a mac-truck, pinning me down. He continued to thrust but slowly now as his orgasm subsided. He licked the pain away from my neck and finally, our lips met. He tasted of blood and raw sex.

  Slowly, he pulled out of me and allowed more of our love making to fall to the sheets beneath me.

  “Shit. That was,” he paused and took a deep breath.

  “Intense?” I questioned with a heavy breath.

  “I was going to say powerful but intense is perfect. As are you,” he said, pulling me into his body and kissing my forehead.

  My body was exhausted from not only our time together but from the night’s events. I was battered and bruised from my fight with Dawn. With my needs sated I closed my eyes.

  “You belong to me now, Jess,” Gage said softly. I couldn’t open my eyes. My body gave in and I was out like a light.

  Morning came too soon. I woke in Gage’s arms. I was careful not to wake him as I made my way to the bathroom for my morning business and shower. The heat from the water felt amazing against my sore body. Once clean, I sat down in the tub and allowed it to fill up. I needed to relax and think about what happened to me. At the time, it was amazing, but I couldn’t help but feel bad for going all the way with Gage. He made the choice that he was my boyfriend but I wasn’t sure what we were. Did I sleep with him because I wanted to, or did I do it because he saved my life? Yes. I had a deep lust for the man and I did want him. It wasn’t exactly my plan to do it so soon but there is nothing I can change about it now. There was no going back.

  “Am I the rebound girlfriend,” I asked softly, as I remembered him speaking to his ex the day before. As far as I knew, they were split up.

  “Can I come in?” Gage’s deep voice startled me out of my thoughts.

  “Yeah, sure.”

  “Can I join you,” he smiled down at me. He opened the curtain to reveal he was still nude.

  “Of course, you can,” I forced a smile and slid up a little, making room for his large body to slip into the tub. He was a wide man, taking up most of the space.

  I added some bubbles and leaned back on his chest. He took my sponge in his hand and applied some soap and began to wash my shoulders and moved to my breast. I was relaxed. He washed my neck where he bit and kissed my ear and took the lobe in between his teeth. I closed my eyes and felt a tingle down below the water.

  “You are not a rebound,” he whispered.

  My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. “Were you listening to me?”

  “Of course, I was. Had to make sure you weren’t doing my job in here.”

  “Your job?”

  His slick hand slid down my stomach and landed between my thighs. I closed my eyes and allowed my legs to fall open. His finger began to circle my clit. “I can’t let you have all the fun.”

  I sighed softly, “No, you can’t.” I bucked my hips against his hand and felt him grow hard behind me. I moaned into the humid air of the bathroom as he pleasured my body. Hot water was still pouring into the tub, bringing my body heat up even higher.

  His finger was gone and he grabbed my hips tightly. He lifted me up a fraction and pulled me back so he could enter me from behind.

  “You’re so tight, baby,” he stated as he worked me against him. He was in complete control. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of my hips and pulled me into him harder. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.” He announced and groaned as he found his bliss.

  My body was heated but had no relief. I was on edge but did not find my ecstasy as he did. While he caught his breath, I pulled the plug and allowed all the dirty water to go down the drain. Gage stood up and I started the shower. I had to clean myself again.

  After I washed our love-making away, I stepped out and wrapped myself in a towel. “I need coffee.”

  “I’ll be down in a bit,” he said and closed the curtain to continue his shower.

  After dressing, I gathered our clothes from the night before and took them downstairs with me. I let the dog out and started the coffee. It was growing colder outside. I wrapped a sweater around myself and pulled some socks out of the dryer. My feet were freezing. I grabbed my paper from the porch, let the dog in and sat down to finally enjoy my cup of caffeine.

  The paper didn’t have much going on as far as news was concerned. I flipped through the classifieds and began to think if I was going to be gone all the time, Tank would need a companion of his own. I contemplated going out to look at another dog. First, I had business to discuss.

  Gage walked into the kitchen, kissed me softly, and brushed his finger along my jaw. I couldn’t help but smile. “You are so beautiful,” he said with a smile before making his own cup of coffee. That man gave me the shivers.

  “Hey, I, um,” I paused. “I need to go to the pharmacy today.”

  “Why? Are you not feeling well?”

  “It’s not that,” I paused again and bit the inside of my cheek. I couldn’t believe what I had done. Or hadn’t for that matter. “We didn’t take any precautions and I haven’t the need for birth control for quite a while.”

  His eyes grew large with fear, “Shit,” he said in almost a whisper. “I wasn’t thinking.”

  “Neither was I. I don’t know about you but I’m not ready to be a mother just yet. I just need the morning after pill.”

  He sat down with me at the table, “Alright. Let’s go.”

  “And, if you plan on more sex, I suggest you get some condoms.”

  “Oh, I definitely plan on more sex,” he winked.

  “Great. I need to go get it now.” I stood and turned toward the stairs.

  “I’ll go with you,” he said and grabbed his boots from beside the back door. “Gotta get something anyway,” he said with a sly smile.

  “Right.” I ran up to my room to get dressed. The thought of getting knocked up by Gage sort of turned my stomach. I couldn’t allow that to happen. Not because of what he was, but because he didn’t seem like father material. I have avoided getting pregnant this long, I didn’t plan to stop now.

  CHAPTER

  10

  Finally, back home, I was able to relax, knowing I was in the clear. I didn’t want to talk with him about the night before until I was safe inside my home.

  “We really need to talk, Gage.”

  He nodded his head as he chewed on a bite of his chicken fried steak sandwich. We had picked up lunch on our way back from the pharmacy, “I figured you would need answers.”

  “I need to know everything. I mean, everything I can.”

  He stopped eating and sat back in his chair, “Ask anything you want.”

  I took a drink of my soda and thought about what I wanted to ask first. He was something. Jay too. I chose the first question, “What are you?”

  “It will scare you.”

  “I thin
k I have been scared enough, spill,” I said as he took another sip of his drink.

  “I’m a hellhound.” My mouth was hanging open. He leaned over and with one finger under my chin, he closed it and laughed.

  I cleared my throat, “Hellhound? Like from hell?”

  “No, I’m not from hell,” he laughed slightly to himself.

  “Where did you come from? Have you always been a hellhound?”

  “Jess, it’s a long story.”

  “I have all the time in the world.”

  “A long time ago, vampires used to have bodyguards. Hellhounds for that matter,” he waited for me to say something but I waited. “If you read a book on the myth or lore of vampires, it would say the bodyguards would stay with the vampires and keep them safe while they slept. The vampires would feed their blood to the bodyguards to keep them strong,” he explained.

  My face pulled tight as I thought about what he just said. I put my hand up as to stop him, “You drink vampire blood?”

  “Rayce and Jay drink it, and most of the others,” he explained.

  “Rayce and Jay?” The tone of my voice escaped me as it rose an octave in surprise. “That’s disgusting.”

  “Any other questions?” he asked and took a large bite of his food.

  I picked up a fry and dipped it into some ranch dressing but I couldn’t eat. My mind was too busy. “I know you were the first to come to my aid last night, and one of them was Jay. Who were the others?”

  “Marie and Rayce.” His tone changed when he mentioned Rayce. He didn’t like him. I couldn’t help but wonder why Rayce would come to my aid. I thought he hated me. His adorable face played in my memory.

  “Are there any others?”

  “There are many others in the pack.”

  “And who is Jay? Is he like...Alpha Male?” I couldn’t help but laugh at the whole thing. Even though I knew it was real, it was still ridiculous to me.

  He laughed, “No, but he wishes. I’m pack master.”

  My laugh faded when he told me this. Yes, he was a big guy and had a controlling manner about him, but I never pictured him as a pack master. I was trying to understand everything he was telling me.