Summer Solstice Scorchers

by Whiskey Creek Press Authors

  As their kisses became harder and more passionate, Tano's hands pulled Clara's dress higher. When his hands found Clara's bare buttocks, he soon discovered the thong she was wearing. He moved his mouth from her lips to her ear where he breathed her name, giving her the chills despite the heat.

  "You are making me crazy,” Tano said to her as his hands caressed her buttocks.

  Clara smiled at his words because he only knew the half of it. She was so aroused for him, she could feel her own wetness, and yearned for him to touch her between her legs.

  As she thought of his touch on her, one of his hands slid around to her flat stomach, moving downward, sliding past the thong's edge and into her wetness.

  "You feel so incredible, Clara. Lucas was an idiot to cheat on you,” he told her in her ear. “If you were mine, I would never want another woman, ever. You are all I would ever want or need."

  Clara pulled back to look at Tano, amazed he even knew Lucas’ name.

  He must have noticed the look on her face because he started to explain himself to her. “What? I told you I saw everything you saw, but I also felt what you felt, and thought your thoughts. You were too good for him,” he repeated. “He didn't deserve your body or your heart."

  While he talked, his finger glided in and out of her, making her weak in the knees every time he touched her clit. He had her so aroused by his words and actions she could hardly think.

  "I loved him,” Clara gasped as her hips started to move with the movements of Tano's hand. She had no control over her body; it was responding on its own seeking pleasure. Clara thought of how hard Tano's erection had been when she had been pressed against him. She realized she wanted him right then and there, not caring if anyone could walk in on them at any time. If anything, it added to the excitement and intensity of the situation.

  "In the same breath that you tell me you loved him, you think about having my cock buried deep inside you. You want to know what it feels like to make love right here where someone could walk in and find us,” he accused her. “And I think you'd enjoy it if someone were to find us here together that way."

  Tano slid his finger out of her and unbuttoned his pants, pulling his erection free so Clara could see him. Her eyes grew big at the size of his cock. He stepped closer, pulling her dress high again so he could rub his hardness against her, tease her.

  Clara was amazed Tano could read her so well, and knew exactly what to do to her and how unfair it was that he had such an advantage.

  "Life's not fair, Clara,” Tano told her with a wicked smile, letting her know no thought of hers could sneak past him. He wasn't just able to see the past or future, he could read her very thoughts.

  Clara smiled back at him, deciding to let him really see what she wanted from him. If she couldn't hide her thoughts from him, she'd go ahead and show him everything she wanted to do with him.

  She thought of herself sitting on the covered table, her legs wrapped around Tano's waist. His cock was moving in and out of her, deliciously rubbing her clit with every stroke. She wrapped her arms around his neck. They were both panting for breath in the smothering heat. She imagined herself experiencing the most intense orgasm of her life and of Tano climaxing at the same time, both of them finding perfect bliss together.

  Tano growled deep in his throat as he grabbed and picked her up, then placed her on the table. She pulled up her dress to the top of her thighs and spread her legs wider so he could stand closer to her.

  "Take off that thong or I'm going to rip it off you,” he told her with his voice full of urgency.

  Even though Clara didn't know him, she could tell from the fire blazing in his eyes he meant what he said. She shifted from one side to the other as she pulled her thong off and let it fall on the floor. She scooted to the edge of the table and waited for Tano to make his next move. Her eyes gleamed in anticipation. Her heart fluttered with excitement.

  "Open your legs wider,” he commanded, his eyes full of fire.

  Clara looked at Tano as she spread her legs as he'd instructed her. He took his erection in his hand and brought it closer to her sex. Slowly, he entered her inch by inch until he completely filled her and his testicles were pressed against her.

  Tano slid his arms around her so they rested on the small of her back. Clara's hips rose up to him, grinding him even deeper inside her. One of his hands slid around her body, finding her clit. He started to rub it at the same time his cock started moving in and out of her.

  "Oh my God,” she whispered as his finger played with her clit while he continued thrusting into her, his speed increasing.

  "Is it just how you imagined it? Do you like how I feel when I go deep inside you?” he asked her.

  "It feels so good,” she gasped back to him. Clara closed her eyes, letting herself be carried away to wherever Tano wanted to take her, not caring where that was.

  Tano quickened his thrusts and Clara put both her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her. His hair was damp with sweat from the intense heat. As she felt herself reaching her release, Clara was overtaken by the intensity of her orgasm and held her breath as it washed over her. She moaned out loud as she came.

  While her muscles contracted around Tano, Clara buried her face into his hair and neck inhaling the scent of him. She felt his body tense and knew he had reached his own orgasm. He hissed out loud as the pleasure he was experiencing took him over.

  "Tano,” Clara panted after a moment had passed. She was still out of breath and could feel a trail of sweat running down her back and between her breasts. They still held each other tight, his body still deep within hers. Neither of them made any attempt to move.

  "I don't want to let you go,” he said to her quietly.

  "Good, I don't want you to,” Clara responded back honestly. After Lucas had broken her heart, she didn't think she would ever want another man, but she knew Tano was different. She instinctively knew he wouldn't ever break her heart. He would protect it; keep it safe with his care. And making love with him had been amazing. Tano had given her an orgasm more incredible than anything she had ever experienced with Lucas.

  Tano kissed her hair and cheek before they reluctantly untangled their limbs from each other. He bent down and picked up Clara's thong, handing it back to her before he started to fix his own clothes. Clara stood up and slid the thong back on then straightened her dress.

  Tano went to the table and picked up the money Clara had given him before they'd had sex.

  "Here, Clara, take your money back. I can't take this from you,” he told her, offering it to her.

  "Oh, okay,” Clara replied as she reached out and took the money. “I kind of wish you would have seen my future. I think I'd like to know what's going to happen next,” she told him.

  "I saw your future,” he stated and she looked at him confused.

  "I thought you only saw my past,” Clara said, remembering what he had said to her.

  "At first I only did see your past. But then while we were making love, I saw your future,” he confided to her.

  "Really?” Clara asked curious of what he had seen. “What did you see?"

  "You really want to know?” he asked as he moved closer to her again, his face looking down at her, serious.

  Clara nodded, holding his gaze.

  A sudden thought crossed her mind and she put her hand on Tano's chest, his moist shirt clinging to his muscular chest.

  "Wait a second, if my future doesn't have you in it, then I don't want to hear it,” she boldly told him. She might not be psychic, but she definitely knew she wanted him in her future.

  He looked down at her and a slow grin crossed his face. He slowly lowered his head, kissing her lips before his mouth moved to her ear to whisper what he had seen.

  Clara sighed, smiling as he told her what the future had in store for them together.

  Even though they'd only just met, Clara pulled back to look into the fire blazing in his eyes and knew everything he told her would
come true.

  "Oh really?” she asked him in a joking tone. She had enjoyed everything he had told her and suddenly she couldn't wait for the future to become the present.

  "Oh yeah, I saw it all,” he told her. “Why don't you go tell your friend waiting for you I'll bring you home later tonight? I want to take you to my trailer and start making the future the present."

  Clara smiled at him. She wasn't surprised he knew Laney was waiting for her outside the tent. “I'll go tell her I'll be home later,” she told him as she started to walk to the tent opening. Before she exited, she thought of something. “Ummm ... Tano, does your trailer have air conditioning?"

  He shook his head letting her know it didn't. “Sorry it doesn't. Is that okay?” he asked her.

  "Oh, it's fine ... I'll just be a few minutes. I'm going to go get us a few snow cones,” she said, then laughed. “But you knew that already, didn't you?” she questioned.

  "Yeah I did,” he agreed, then chuckled before Clara walked out of the tent and into the sunshine.

  UNNATURAL BONDS

  by

  Michelle Houston

  Kali stared at the unconscious man strapped to the bed and tried not to let her turbulent thoughts show. She'd worked months to get this close to the heart of the research, had given up too much, to lose it all now by being overeager.

  "Fascinating, isn't it?” His warm breath blew over her skin like acid, and she wanted to draw away. Instead, she forced herself to lean back into his embrace. As Doctor Nelson lifted a cold hand and cupped her breast through her lab coat, he shifted against her. Kali could feel his cock hard against her back, hinting at what the evening held in store. His eyes always held a fanatical glint, and over the last few weeks, it was getting worse.

  "Yes, it is interesting. I look forward to working on him with you.” She tried to force excitement into her voice, and it wasn't hard to summon it. However, it came from a source the doctor wouldn't have suspected. After months, she'd finally found the missing vampire. Now she had to play along with the doctor long enough to free him, so they could both escape.

  "Don't get ahead of yourself. You still have to show me your appreciation for showing you the subject."

  Kali fought the urge to gag at what he meant. His clumsy hands fumbled at the zipper of her pants, as he worked to strip them down. “Doctor Nelson, anyone could walk in—"

  "I locked the door, and no one would think of disturbing me while I'm in my lab."

  Unfortunately, Kali knew that to be true. No one in the lab seemed inclined to bother him anywhere unless they had to. Ever since she'd come to work for him six months ago, she'd seen firsthand how he treated his assistants, herself included. She wondered if she was the only one to receive his special brand of attention.

  His hands slipped into her pants, and she summoned the last protest she could think of to buy herself some time. “It might wake up.” She shuddered inside at her objectifying of the male vampire, but it was the only way she'd be able to stay close enough to do him any good.

  "It's sedated. The only time we allow it to wake up is to watch it feed."

  Kali gave up as her pants dropped to the floor, and her panties soon followed. Her skin crawled with each touch of the doctor's fingers upon her, but she gritted her teeth and allowed it. He seemed to take delight in humiliating her, and this was only the latest episode. Rather than move to the couch that rested along the wall, he bent her over the table the vampire was strapped to, and thrust hard against her. Biting her lip, her hands fisted together in the sheet next to the vampire's hand, she kept her stare locked on the almost angelic face of the vampire. He was her goal. As Doctor Nelson pounded into her, she forced herself to make the appropriate sounds of enjoyment, even as her mind raced with the implications of being shown the vampire.

  The doctor thought she was as intensely passionate about his work as he was, trying to harness the key to eternal life. A true zealot. He'd dangled it in her face for months, until she finally gave in to his demands. Now he was making sure she paid for everything she received, but at the moment, it was a price she was willing to pay.

  Tasting the metallic tang of her blood, she looked down and saw her blood dripping from her bit lip onto the vampire's hand. Unable to take any more, she closed her eyes to ride out the last of the doctor's abuse of her body.

  * * * *

  Several hours later, Kali sat down at her microscope, ignoring the twinges of pain that radiated through her body. After his climax, Doctor Nelson patted her ass and left her in the lab. As quickly as she could, she pulled her panties and pants up, shuddering at the feel of his sticky fluids seeping out of her. His callous disregard after sex was almost second nature by now.

  Sparing one last look at the vampire, she left the lab, more determined than ever to follow through with her plan. The vampire would be free, or she'd kill him herself. The doctor's plans for him would only get worse as his frustration grew.

  From what she could see of Nelson's work, he'd taken a step back, rather than advanced, with his latest manipulations. He wasn't going to be happy when he figured it out. The cells she was observing were dying quicker since being introduced to his serum, rather than lasting longer as he had predicted.

  Why are you doing this? The brush of the thought flitted against her consciousness. Pushing aside her own misgivings, she renewed her focus on what was contained on the slide.

  You need to get out while you can.

  Kali sighed and swept a wisp of honey blond hair behind her ear. Leaning back in her chair, she tried to bring her thoughts into focus the way her martial arts instructor had shown her. Grand Master would have been appalled at how easily she doubted herself, and what she knew was right. Ever since she'd found out about the vampire's kidnapping, she'd known what she needed to do—free him at any cost. After everything she'd done to get this close, she couldn't turn back now. Her sacrifices wouldn't all be for nothing.

  He will kill you if he thinks you threaten his research. Leave now, and do not come back. I am not worth it.

  She jerked at the pronoun usage. I? Opening her mind, she waited for a reaction, any reaction.

  Yes.

  Kali rubbed the bridge of her nose and resumed her focus on the microscope, maintaining the illusion in case the good doctor was watching her.

  How? she asked, wondering if she was losing her mind. Vampires could only form a mental connection through blood, or when the mind is opened to them.

  She felt a rush of rage, his rage, flowing over her as he answered. You bled on me.

  Kali swallowed heavily, licking at her sore lip. She remembered biting it so hard that she drew blood. You were awake? she asked, horrified he had witnessed her actions with the doctor.

  Not at first. Your pain called me to consciousness, then the scent of your blood overpowered the effect of the drugs. They have not figured out yet that I am awake. They will be coming in soon to bathe me, and then I will take them down. Flee while you have the chance.

  While the more cautious part of her wanted to urge him to wait until she could formulate a plan, she wasn't sure how much more of the doctor she could stomach. After months of being his plaything, forcing herself to pretend to enjoy his touch, she was tired of it. Now that the vampire was awake, it would make things much easier to get him out.

  If you can get out of the lab, you'll need help to get away. They've purposely kept you weak, just in case.

  It is too dangerous for you to be here. Go!

  Kali trembled at the mental push behind his words, but her Grand Master had prepared her for such an event. Focusing her thoughts, she pushed aside the compulsion.

  I'll be in the parking lot on the north side of the building. I'm driving a silver Mirage. I'll wait until you reach me, or I feel them kill you. Your choice.

  Calmly, as if she hadn't been having a mental conversation with a two-hundred-year-old vampire, she forced a yawn, then another. Rubbing the bridge of her nose again, she turned off her mic
roscope, stored the slide, and headed out of the lab to her locker. Summoning another yawn, she moved down the hall to the employees’ lounge. Acting as if it was just another end of shift, she stowed her lab coat then grabbed her coat and purse.

  Clipping her badge on the outside of her coat, she zipped the jacket and moved out of the room. Scanning the double doors at the end of the hall, she tried to send as much information as she could to the vampire. Can you see through my eyes?

  It would take a deeper connection. But I thank you. They are coming into the room. Leave now!

  Kali shivered at the force of his desperation. For some reason, her safety had become more important to him than his own. It went against everything Doctor Nelson had spouted, but fell in line with everything she knew about Grand Master. He might have been a vampire, but he'd been good to her after her husband's death. Without him, she would have ended her life long ago. It wouldn't take a psychiatrist to tell her that he was the driving force behind her risking her life to help a vampire she didn't know escape. She certainly knew it, just as she knew he had molded her to follow in his footsteps.

  Walking calmly to her car took the same great acting skills she used when pretending to enjoy the pawings of the maniacal toad she worked for. Putting her key into her door, she opened it and slid into the plush interior. Inhaling the soothing scent of lavender from her air freshener, she started the car, then purposefully spilled her purse on the floorboard.

  Leaning down, she slowly gathered her things, dropping them into the passenger seat.

  Come on, come on, she whispered in her thoughts, not wanting to distract the vampire, but knowing he needed to hurry before he lost his chance. The guard on the next shift would pull in at any time, which would give the one at the desk backup. She knew they were poker buddies, and often spent half an hour or more at shift change chatting.

  I thought I told you to get out of here.

  Kali could feel his exhaustion with each word. He wasn't going to make it.