Vamp Mates 1: Vampire's Mate

by Dakota Dawn

  Fear gripped him in a brutally strong hold. Needing to get away, he sped up. His four-cylinder engine didn’t have enough power to escape the vehicle closing in on him. His optimistic side told him the vehicle bearing down on him could be someone in a hurry and that they would soon be passing him up.

  He pictured a man rushing his in-labor wife to the hospital so their precious baby could be born with the help of her doctor. He hoped they lived happily ever after.

  Speaking of happily ever after…The driver could also be a horny male rushing his man home to tie him down and fuck him. Renny felt his cheeks heating up. He’d never been tied down by a lover, but he’d seen it done on some porn sites. The scenes with dominating males that truly cared about their lovers’ needs always gave him a hard-on. Once he was that hard it didn’t take much effort on his part to have him blowing his load and sighing with relief.

  He looked into his rearview mirror again and noted that the speeding vehicle was closer. His pessimistic side drew a mental picture of a hungry wolf passing its prey up then turning quickly and eating it.

  Renny groaned and tried to clear his mind. Glancing into his rearview mirror again, he saw that the vehicle was just a few feet from him. Please pass me and keep on going.

  Adrenaline spiked in his veins as the vehicle behind him lunged forward and rammed into the back of his slow-ass car. He had a death grip on the steering wheel as his car spun around and skidded off the road. His car crashed into the bottom of the four-foot-deep bar-ditch, and his head hit the steering wheel with stunning force.

  Fuck!

  Flood waters be damned. The city should never have created these deep-ass things. He made a mental note to complain about them if he lived to do it.

  His door was forced open, and his seatbelt was released before he could even try to get away. He was roughly pulled from the car and held at arm’s length by one of the men from the bar that had wanted him to dance. Trepidation burned fiercely in his stomach. In a flash the guy’s buddy from the bar was standing next to Renny’s captor. He opened his senses and shuddered when he was touched by evil. This was bad, real bad. Renny had never encountered anyone with this level of darkness before.

  The greasy-haired newcomer rubbed his hands and licked his fat lips. “I see you’ve caught our supper. Let me be the first to taste him.”

  “No, Marvin.” His captor’s voice was so loud and sharp that he cringed.

  Marvin’s eyes narrowed and he fisted his beefy hands. “It’s my turn. You got first taste last night. I want it tonight. Give him to me, Karl.”

  “No. He smells better than the guy last night. His blood is special. It smells magical. I want him, and I’m going to have him first. Get back in the truck if you don’t want to watch.” Karl’s words sent a shiver snaking up Renny’s spine.

  A loud growl was the last thing Renny heard before he was dropped. He hit the ground hard. Ignoring the pain in his feet and hands, he inched his way around his car. Peeking through the window he saw Marvin hiss as his incisors extended into dangerous-looking fangs. Renny covered his mouth with his hands in an effort to silence the scream that desperately wanted out.

  Marvin suddenly lurched forward and dragged Karl to the ground, and all hell broke loose. They were each showing their fangs as they hissed and struggled to defeat the other. The forceful blows they were striking each other with would have killed Renny in no time, yet they seemed to barely feel them.

  Making an effort to live, Renny got up and started running through the woods. His mind repeatedly replayed the way their sharp fangs had descended and how deadly they’d looked. Vampires must really exist. He’d always thought they might. His mom had raised him to believe that other beings shared the earth with humans. Until tonight, he’d never encountered anything but humans. As far as he knew, that is. If all vampires were evil like the ones he was running from, he hoped he never saw one again.

  As he ran, Renny wondered what Karl had meant when he’d said that his blood smelled magical? Had Hale sensed it, too? Was that why Hale had told him to run?

  The moon cast just enough light for him to see the scary black outline of trees and low-growing plants. His overactive mind pulled up scenes of commercials for horror movies. Too many times people were being chased through spooky woods just like these. Didn’t the killer always win in those movies? His heart faltered for a second at that thought.

  Witch-like branches reached out at him from all angles, heightening his fear. He held back a yelp when one of the claw-like branches tore his shirt and cut deeply into his skin. That’s just what he needed, a blood trail for Karl and Marvin to follow. He’d have to try to be more careful.

  Eyes darting from side to side, he looked for an escape from this dense, skin-tearing section of the woods. Hearing water, he fought his way toward it. As soon as he saw the welcoming liquid, he wasted no time getting into the stream. His arms and face were covered with scratches, and his head throbbed with every frantic beat of his heart. Reaching up, he touched the golf-ball-sized knot on his forehead.

  A fish jumped from the water, scaring the crap out of him. It flapped its body a couple of times before landing back in the water with a splash. A noise behind him had him looking over his shoulder. The sight of a deer crossing the stream had his shoulders sagging in relief. If the vamps didn’t kill him soon, he feared the wildlife was going to give him a fatal heart attack.

  As Renny trekked on, his thigh muscles screamed for him to stop, but his gut told him if he quit moving it would be the last time he ever did. Trudging on, he went what he guessed was about a fourth of a mile. After finding a flat, grassy spot, he left the stream and hoped he’d gone far enough to throw the vampires off his trail. Moving as quietly as he could, Renny made his way through the woods.

  Thirty minutes later, he was so lost he hoped he wasn’t heading back toward the vamps he was running away from. His blood was pounding in his ears, and his head hurt like a son of a bitch. He tried to calm down so he could focus on the night sounds around him. A twig snapped somewhere behind him. He turned to look. Nothing was there. The next snap he heard had him running and imagining his gory death at the fangs of Karl and Marvin. Branches slapped his body painfully as he sprinted onward. Fear shadowed his every step and prodded him forward. His breath was turning into ragged gasps, and he was afraid every creature within a mile could hear him.

  Just when he thought he couldn’t go on, he ran into a clearing that had a cabin in the center of it. An owl hooted eerily, spurring him into action. He’d seen more than his fair share of wild creatures tonight. Renny practically flew up the stairs. In four large leaping steps, he crossed the porch. He looked over his shoulder as he knocked on the door.

  The owl hooted again, and to his horror, flew right onto the porch. He squealed and turned the doorknob. To his relief the door opened. He glanced warily at the big-ass owl. It hooted again and flapped its five-foot wings.

  Fuck this. I’ve just escaped two brawling vampires. There is no way I’m going to stand out here and let owlzilla eat me.

  With the sound of another hoot ringing in his ears, Renny slipped uninvited into the cabin and slammed the door shut. Leaning against the door, he slid to the floor. He covered his eyes with his scratched hands and took several deep breaths. Once he was relatively calm his curiosity got the better of him. He had to know if that monster of a bird was still waiting outside to eat him.

  Standing, he saw a window close to the door. Stepping over to it, he pulled the heavy curtain back and looked out. In a flash, huge gold and black eyes were staring at him. The creature was a mere inch from the window.

  He leapt back. “Fuck!” It didn’t look like he’d be going anywhere soon. “Surely that freaky owl will go to his roosting spot by morning. I just have to hang tight until then,” Renny murmured to himself.

  “Actually, I’ve seen him hang out on my porch for several days at a time.”

  The rich, deep voice had him squealing and looking around t
he dark room for its owner.

  A light overhead switched on, and Renny’s heartbeat escalated to ten times its normal rate. He was so mesmerized by the pale green eyes staring at him that it took him a minute or two to realize he’d just been caught trespassing.

  He swallowed hard then cleared his throat. “I’m sorry about busting in here. I knocked, but then owlzilla flew onto the porch and I freaked out. I’ve had somewhat of a rough night.” Renny licked his dry, scratched lips, and then asked, “Is it all right if I stay here until daylight?”

  “Sure. You look like you could use a break. My name is Zavier Thorpe. What’s yours?”

  Renny felt a blast of heat surge through his whole body when he heard the man’s name. “Zavier.” Mmm, the name felt heavenly when he said it out loud.

  “Yes, that’s right. Can you tell me your name and what happened to you?” Zavier spoke softly and slowly.

  Focusing was becoming harder by the second. Renny’s groin felt like colorful fireworks were going off in his balls. His cock was so hard it was starting to hurt. Looking up, he noticed that Zavier was slowly getting closer to him. Each step he took added to Renny’s sweet agony. What the hell was happening to him?

  Another blast of heated desire swept through his body. He closed his eyes and tried to will the feeling away. It didn’t work. His breath started coming out in short pants. If he didn’t have sex soon he felt like his balls were going to explode. As he panted, he crazily wondered if a person could turn into a sexual maniac in the blink of an eye. His body screamed that it was happening to him right fucking now!

  “Hey, what’s the matter?”

  The sound of Zavier’s voice triggered something in Renny’s soul. He suddenly had a passionate need to please Zavier in every way possible. Preferably sexually first, but it was wrong to jump strangers, wasn’t it? His body didn’t care what his mind thought about right from wrong, it wanted Zavier. Renny groaned as his body and mind battled.

  A touch on his shoulder had him jumping back. He instantly regretted moving away from Zavier. His heart ached to have the man touch him again. Needing some kind of contact, Renny looked up into Zavier’s marvelous eyes. He noted that they had changed from pale green to dark green. Taking in the other facial changes, he saw that the man’s nostrils were flared and that he was panting. The tips of beautiful white teeth peeked out past Zavier’s chiseled lips. Before his eyes, fangs slowly extended.

  Oh, shit! Renny quickly realized he’d run away from two vamps, and then taken refuge in another vamp’s home. Fear should have had him running, but all he felt was peace and lust. He closed his eyes and let his spirit guide him. This vampire wasn’t like the others. This one was good. Renny sniffed the air. Spicy, hot male filled his lungs. Oh yeah, this one was deliciously good. His scent made Renny long to wrap himself around Zavier’s tall frame.

  Each breath he took revealed new emotions. Relief hummed through every pore of his body. Feelings of contentment, love, peace, being home, and desire flooded his system. He hadn’t felt most of these feelings since the death of his mom. Opening his eyes, he stared into Zavier’s handsome face. Zavier smiled and the feeling of colorful fireworks exploding started at Renny’s toes and steadily made its way to the top of his head. Relief and lust spiraled through his system.

  His headache went away and his scratches and cuts no longer hurt. All he could do was stare into Zavier’s lovely eyes. Eyes that now looked a little worried. What did he have to worry about? He was a vampire. Renny was just a puny human. He felt compelled to comfort the man, so he took a step forward.

  Zavier held up his hands. “Whoa. Easy there…little thing. Do you need to sit down or something?”

  Chapter Three

  Zavier couldn’t believe what he was seeing and feeling. Desire like he’d never known was strumming every nerve in his body. He literally ached to make love to the man before him. He’d watched in amazement as a bright golden light moved up from the man’s toes and didn’t stop until it covered his whole body. The light must be some kind of healing thing. Right before his eyes all the man’s wounds healed, leaving a glowing, glorious man standing in front of him.

  Confusion filled the man’s dark brown eyes. “Why would I need to sit down?”

  He proceeded with caution. “No offense intended. I’ve never met one of your kind before. At least not that I know of.”

  “You’ve never met a human?” Doubt flavored the man’s words.

  “Not one that had a golden glow and healed itself.”

  “What?” Confusion clouded the little man’s eyes once again.

  Zavier watched the man look at his hands. His eyebrows rose comically high. He reached up and touched the spot on his forehead where the lump had been.

  Big, scared eyes raced to Zavier’s “What’s happening to me? I’ve never done this before.”

  Aw, shit! He was a changeling of some sort. “I don’t know, but since you’re healing yourself it can’t be a bad thing.” He tried to calm the man. “I have a friend that can help you. Why don’t we start with you telling me your name?”

  “Renny. Renny Woolsey.” He looked back at his glowing hands, and a wild look entered his eyes.

  Seeing Renny’s panic was dimming Zavier’s lust and bringing out his protective side. His fangs retracted as sympathy and something pure and wonderful bloomed in his chest.

  Renny turned and flung the door open. Oscar, his ever faithful owl, flapped his wings and turned his head 360 degrees as he hooted. Renny jumped back and slammed the door shut. Zavier was mystified by Oscar’s actions.

  That was the first time he had ever seen Oscar stop someone from leaving. Something mysterious and possibly magical was happening. He looked down and into a pair of confused and fearful brown eyes. The little guy stood there trembling and taking in deep, heaving breaths. The poor man looked like he was about to have a breakdown. Going through a supernatural change was never easy.

  Unable to stop himself, Zavier closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around Renny. The delicate blond shuddered then melted in his arms. He loved the way Renny fit comfortably under his chin.

  Sexual desire flared back to life. His cock hardened even though he didn’t want it to. He felt bad about needing a man who was obviously going through some kind of change and had been through hell earlier tonight. Some of the bad feelings went away when he felt Renny’s cock swelling. Not being accustomed to lusting after confused beings, he reluctantly released Renny.

  He smiled when he saw that Renny had changed back to normal. “Your glow is gone. Looks like you are back to normal. How do you feel?”

  Renny looked at his hands. “Better.” Renny smiled up at him. It was the most adorable smile Zavier had ever seen.

  Their eyes met, and in the span of one heartbeat Renny’s eyes went from happy to hungry. Zavier felt like a turkey on Thanksgiving Day. The man’s eyes sharpened, and Zavier felt like he was about to be devoured. Lust was coming off Renny in waves of pure heat. Damn, it was an awesome feeling. His fangs extended again. Renny seemed to bring out his primitive side. His wild half tried to take over. It wanted to claim Renny right now.

  The man’s brown eyes widened, and then softened. “I need you.” Renny stared pointedly at Zavier’s fangs. “All of you.”

  That was it. All of his restraint disappeared, and the beast in him reared its head. “I don’t know what you’re doing to me, but I like it.” He grabbed Renny and slanted his mouth across his mysterious guest’s soft lips. His kiss was hard and demanding.

  Zavier didn’t know where the need to dominate the enchanting man was coming from, and right now he didn’t care. As he thoroughly enjoyed Renny’s flavorful mouth, he guided him toward the plush rug in front of the dormant fireplace. In a swift move he pulled the blond’s shirt off and ran his hands along his new lover’s firm, smooth chest. Dusky nipples hardened and pebbled in response to his touch. Needing more, he tore his shirt off and urged Renny to lie down on the rug.


  He spread the man’s legs and settled his body between them. He pressed his lips to Renny’s and groaned at the pure pleasure of the contact. Cupping the blond’s head, he licked and nipped at his golden boy’s soft lips. For several delightful minutes, he explored Renny’s sweet, minty mouth. He tightened his grip on Renny’s hair when the awesome man’s tongue darted out and did a slow investigation of his mouth. Renny’s hands ran over his back, causing his erection to thrum with lust. With a pounding heart, he pulled back.

  Looming over Renny, he looked deeply into his eyes. “If you don’t want me to dominate you sexually you have to tell me now. Something about you is driving my libido sky high. All I want to do is make you mine. Nothing else matters, just our pleasure.”

  Need sparkled in Renny’s eyes. “I need you to take me any way you want. I’m yours.”

  “I accept your offer.” Glowing gold flecks appeared in Renny’s eyes. He didn’t have time to wonder why they had appeared. The desirable man bucked his slender hips, grinding his swollen cock into Zavier’s.

  Lusty fire licked at his entire body. It urged him to take Renny, now. He jumped to his feet and headed for his lube stash in the end table. “Take your jeans off, and don’t be slow about it.” He didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but he couldn’t control himself. The sight of Renny hurriedly sliding out of his jeans let him know his lover hadn’t taken offense. He quickly pushed his own jeans down his legs and kicked them aside. The only thing he had on was the warrior’s necklace he always wore. The small beaded creation looked innocent with the cross but was a deadly weapon he had used more than once.

  With his cock jutting forward eagerly, he ordered, “I want you to move so that your hands when placed over your head will touch the rock retaining wall of the fireplace. You will use that wall to brace yourself while I take you. Never take your hands off it.”

  He watched as Renny moved into position. “Good. Now spread your legs wide. Stay just like that. Don’t move from this position at all.” The beast in Zavier growled as he took in Renny’s submissive pose. It took all his willpower not to jump the man and viciously take him.