She stood and opening the medicine cabinet turned back to him. “No razor.”
He should have known better given the fact that no one lived in this apartment. “Damn.”
“I’ll see if I can find one. I’ll be right back.”
He watched her leave the room and began undressing. He’d leave his pants for the last. When she came rushing back into the room with a huge smile on her face he felt absolutely struck by her beauty.
“Look what I’ve got.” She set the chair down and held up her hand. “Okay, it’s a woman’s razor but still, it’ll do the trick. Trinity lent me one of her disposable ones.”
“God, you’re beautiful.”
Her head tipped to the side but she didn’t say a thing.
“That surprises you?”
“No, well maybe a little but it was just the way you said it. There was a lot of emotion in your voice.”
Yeah, there had been and that surprised him as well. “I like the way you smile. It lights up your face.” He held his hand out to her. “Can I have the razor?”
“I was thinking I would give you a shave. How are you going to hold yourself up and shave? Might make for a messy outcome and I rather like your face unscathed.”
She had a point. “Sure, why the hell not. I’ve never had a woman shave me before.”
“I’m pretty good at it. I’ve had lots of practice.” She took the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head.
He was momentarily struck dumb as he stared at her naked breasts. They were perfectly round and full and her areola and nipples were a dark rose color. They puckered as the air caught hold of them.
“What are you doing?” he finally managed when she began to undo the drawstring on her pants.
“Getting naked so I can join you in the shower and shave your face.”
Before he could utter another word, she slid the pants over her hips and down her legs. She was completely bare all but a tiny V shaped swatch of hair above her pussy. His balls tightened and his dick went instantly hard.
“Need help getting out of your pants?”
He gave his head a shake. “What?”
“Do you want me to help you out of your pants?”
He’d never seen her completely naked before. And now that she stood before him stripped down to nothing, he found he simply couldn’t stop staring. She was more than beautiful.
“Cat got your tongue?” she teased him, kneeling down in front of him.
Apparently so. The he felt her hands on the waistband of his pants and he suddenly found his voice. “I’m not so sure this is a good idea.”
“I promise I won’t knick you. Stand up. Put your hands on my shoulders to help yourself up.”
Again, lost for words, he did as she asked. And the instant he did, she drew his pants down and his dick plopped right up to her face.
“Mm,” she sighed then skillfully took him in her hand and opened her mouth.
His eyes nearly crossed when she wrapped her lips around his base. “Raven—oh lord,” he gasped when she swallowed him whole. Her hands gripped both butt cheeks as she pulled her mouth free then sunk back down all the way. He had never felt anything so incredible before in his life.
She slid her mouth away and held his penis in her hand as she looked up at him. “Nice.”
Yes, indeed it was. Ariel had blown him but never like that…and he really shouldn’t be thinking of her at a time like this.
“Time for that shave.”
Raven set him on the edge of the tub and when she turned to grab the chair he saw the butterfly tattoo on her left buttock. Her skin was so smooth, her buttocks so round, and for some reason he thought the butterfly suited her.
“Here we go.” She turned with the chair, then set it in the tub. “I think I should help you get into the tub and before you protest—”
“That’s a good idea,” he interrupted, ogling her breasts. What was wrong with him? Like he’d never seen tits before.
“Okay. Good. Let me help you up.”
She hooked her arms under his and her breasts pressed right into his chest. Sweet heavens she was going to drive him to come.
Stepping into the tub first, she guided him as he stepped in with her and helped him settle down onto the chair. She adjusted the shower head and turned on the water. “Good and hot or just warm?”
“Hot,” he managed, still staring at her breast which were now practically in his face. When the water touched his back, he flinched.
“Too hot?”
“That’s fine.” It had just surprised him. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”
She smiled down at him then kissed his mouth before speaking. “I’m going to shave you.” She hopped out of the shower to grab the razor and a bar of soap.
When she sat on his lap, straddling him, his dick twitched. It was pressed against her vaginal lips and he could feel the heat she emitted. “That is not what I meant.”
“I know.” She grinned slyly then putting the razor between her teeth, got the soap good and wet. She lathered up his face then took the razor from her teeth and tilted his chin up.
Unable to control himself any longer, he took hold of her face with his hands and plastered his mouth over hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing both chest and pelvic area tighter to his body. Taking hold of her hips, he pulled her just a little closer.
She moved against him in a hypnotic rhythm, pressing her heat to his hard-on. Her mouth was hot, her pussy scorching. The water splashing onto his back was barely noticed. She rocked against him, and with each stroke he felt himself getting perilously close to ejaculating.
At least they were in the shower this time.
Then she pulled her mouth away and while looking him in the eyes, lifted up, then sunk down onto his shaft.
“Raven…”
“Shh…” She captured his mouth with her, seducing his lips while her hips rocked over him.
She was so tight and so damn wet and the way her vagina clamped down over his made his entire body come to life. He wanted more. Releasing her lips, he took her breasts in his hands, then bent his head and suckled one hard nipple into his mouth. He toyed with it, swirling it with his tongue, scraping it with his teeth and the more he did the more she gyrated. She cupped his head in her hands and held him in place. Grabbing hold of her bottom, he helped her as she bounced over top of him.
Warm wet velvet sliding up then down, then up again before crashing down.
His pointed teeth scraped her breast and he tasted the ambrosia that was her blood. The instant it touched his pallet, the orgasm slammed into him with a lethal force.
He pulled his mouth away and stared at her with fear.
“Take it. Take all of me.”
She guided him back to her breast and the sight of her blood so red against such pale skin shot right into him. Taking her breast in his mouth, he drank from her as his body became electric. He twitched inside of her. When she threw her head back and cried out, her felt her convulse around him.
He held her to his mouth and drank her in as his body filled her up.
***
Chaos sat in the car while several of his men surrounded the hospital’s front entrance. He had others waiting at the remaining entrances and would enter the instant they were given the command. Though he wasn’t with his men he could at least be a part of it through the walkie talkies they had on them. He could hear them breathing quietly as they stood near the entrance and he knew just how anxious they were to get in and kick some ass.
Lifting his walkie talkie, he gave the okay. “Go in.” They entered as quietly as they had waited and when Chaos lost sight of them he turned his attention to the view screen on the Talkie. Though it was small and a little distorted he cou
ld make out enough to know where they went.
“We’ll get them this time,” he muttered to himself, a smile lifting his lips. He turned to Fritz who sat beside him in the driver’s seat, a sober look on his face. “You’re still not upset with me for the knife incident are you, Fritz?”
“No, sir.”
Sure he wasn’t. Though he didn’t have the ability to read minds, Chaos could tell the man was lying through his pointy pearly whites. “Lessons must be learned even if they are taught with a strong hand.”
“Yes, sir,” Fritz replied, keeping his eyes out the window.
Maybe it was time to find a new right hand man.
He waited impatiently, tapping his fingers on his legs at first, then the door of the car. He hated waiting, and he hated not knowing. Several minutes passed, then half an hour and he was about to contact his men when someone came on the line.
“They’re not here, sir.”
Chaos glanced down at the screen as he replied. “What do you mean they’re not here? You haven’t searched the entire hospital yet.”
“They were here, sir. Several rooms look lived in and one of the emergency rooms has bloody cloths in the trash that are only a day old. I think they’ve left.”
“NO!” Chaos shouted and shoved from the car.
“Sir, you need to stay in the car.” Fritz was out right after him.
“They have to be there. I cannot lose them again.” Ignoring Fritz’s warnings, Chaos ran towards the front doors of the hospital. He pushed through the doors and past his men to search for himself.
“Sir, it could be a set up. You need to stay undercover.”
He waved a hand at Fritz and kept going. He tore from room to room, searching and growing more and more upset with each vacant room in the emergency department. He could see for himself that someone had been here recently, still.... “They have to be here. Check the other floors,” he demanded.
“We have, sir. There are no signs of them. There are no signs of anyone. Smell for yourself. They’ve gone.”
Chaos did smell it, the lack of blood, the lack of fleshly aroma and that only infuriated him more. “I grow tired of her and her inferior gang of misfits! Trinity will pay for this, pay for all that she has done to me!” he ranted, pacing the floor like a mad man. “I will find her. I don’t need any of you. All you’ve done is disappoint me. It’s time I went out there and looked for her myself.”
“But you’ll get killed if you do that,” someone said from within the crowd that had gathered to watch his tirade.
“I haven’t lived this long that I don’t know a thing or two about being stealthy. I will find her and when I do—” His eyes went wide as the cloth was slapped over his mouth. He struggled, his hands clawing at the hand that clamped over his mouth, at the hand that held him down. Then he felt the drug as it slipped into his nostrils, and into his mouth. It numbed him and though he fought to keep above it, the drug slowly pulled him down.
***
“What did you do?”
Fritz held onto Chaos, his body slumping in his unconscious state. “I did what I had to do. For all of us. If Chaos had gone out to look for Trinity, he would have been caught and killed. And what do you think would happen then?”
“The sun would come back.” Someone announced in the crowd.
“Exactly! We don’t want that. I have a plan that will keep us all here, in the safety of the darkness and still live very comfortably. But we have to keep Chaos locked away for that to happen. Anyone who isn’t with me, leave now.” He waited and when no one walked out, he continued. “Okay. This is my plan. We start scouting the highways for victims, either as hitchhikers or stranded on the side of the road due to car trouble. When the person stops to help, others will jump out of the shadows and take them over. They will be brought back here and be kept for nourishment, others will be turned. That is only the beginning of my plan. Do you want to join me, or not?”
He looked around the room as people discussed it amongst themselves. He shifted Chaos so he held him more comfortably and waited while they came to a decision. When they began to turn back to him, he hoped he had them on his side.
“We like this plan.”
“Perfect. Now, it’s best that we return to the compound. We can lock Chaos up in one of the cells and if need be, keep him drugged until we have enough blood slaves to impress him.”
“Then what? Do we let him out?”
“We’ll take it a day at a time.” He shifted Chaos again. “One stipulation. We give up on Trinity and Basil. We play nice, act as though we have no reason to want them so as to not draw attention to ourselves. But we’ll have to be careful not to let them know what we’re doing. Now, someone help me get him to the car. Oh, and grab some sleeping pills to keep him down.”
He held Chaos by the arms and another took him by the legs. They carried him out of the hospital and Fritz smiled to himself.
Stab me in the arm, will you?
Chapter Sixteen
Standing in front of the washroom mirror, Raven examined herself. It felt good to wear something other than hospital scrubs, but it would be nice to have her own clothes. Until that happened, she’d have to make due with wearing Trinity’s stuff. It was a good thing they had similar body shapes, though the bra was a few sizes too large which wasn’t that bad, considering her left breast was more than a little tender. She didn’t mind it, really. She felt glorious everywhere else.
She’d stayed on Jonah’s lap after they’d come down from their high and as she had originally promised. With smooth even strokes she’d shaved away his beard and found and utterly charming and boyish face beneath the hair. And she decided she rather liked kissing his bare face.
After washing off she’d helped him to their room and tucked him in bed where he fell into a deep sleep almost immediately. He could deny that the day had worn him out but she knew differently. Especially the stunt on the stairs. The guy was stubborn, but apparently that stubbornness was paying off. He was gaining the use of his legs back more and more each day.
And she was falling in love with him more and more each day.
There was no way she could tell him. He’d only lost his wife a few weeks ago and though he was on the road to mending his broken heart, he was no where near hearing her tell him she loved him. So she’d keep that to herself.
His friends seemed nice. Cooper was a little odd. She’d never known what to make of the strong silent type. He was a nice enough man, and a whiz with the medical jargon, but he was a tad bit too quiet for her liking.
Gypsy, on the other hand, was anything but quiet. She’d found that the woman loved to talk and about anything that came to mind. And she and Dante were head over heels in love with each other. Trinity and Basil she was still trying to deduce. She hadn’t spent enough time alone with either to make any real judgments.
One thing she did know. Trinity was one powerful vampire. She had to be to heal a massive head wound like she’d sustained in the blast. Not to mention the bruised and broken ribs. Raven had been skeptical that she would ever wake up, but when she had, Raven had been the first to be surprised by it. And the fact that she hadn’t lost her baby was a miracle in itself.
She hadn’t even known vampires could conceive. Then again, before six months ago she hadn’t even known vampires had existed. My how things had changed.
Giving her hair a little fluff with her fingers, Raven decided she looked better than she had in weeks. Love was putting color in her cheeks that was for certain.
Leaving the washroom, she entered her room as quietly as possible so not to wake Jonah. And found the bed empty. “Jonah?” She left the room in a panic and when she didn’t find him, or anyone else for that matter, in the apartment, she hurried across the hall to Trinity’s. That was when she heard the commotion. She raced down the stair
s to find everyone in the main lobby. Arguing.
“If we put anything on that window they’re going to know we’re here.”
“Yes, they’ll suspect someone of being here, but they won’t necessarily think it’s us,” Dante pointed out to Basil.
“I’m with Dante.”
Basil turned to Gypsy with a scowl. “You’re always with Dante.”
“Well…yeah, because I love him and he’s smart,” she remarked, sliding her arm through his and snuggling into his shoulder.
“I say we leave it as it is. Why draw attention ourselves?”
“Precisely, dear.” Basil acknowledged Trinity with a tip of his head.
“But that leaves us as sitting ducks ripe for the plucking,” Dante huffed.
“Excuse me,” Jonah piped in and Raven noticed he was propped up against the wall with the crutches under his arm. He was standing! “Might I make a suggestion?”
“Let the nerd speak.”
Jonah shot Basil the finger, then continued. “We could connect a sensor across the broken window that, should someone step through the window, would set off the alarm.”
“Is your alarm as loud here as it was at the house?” Basil inquired.
“You bet.” Jonah smiled. “What’s the point to having an alarm if it’s not loud enough to scare the living shit out of the intruder?”
“Scaring intruders is fine, deafening the rest of us isn’t. I don’t want to be woken in the dead of sleep to a loud screeching alarm,” Dante pointed out.
“It’s more of an air-raid sound. It’ll wake you but it won’t deafen you. Well, unless you’re near the horn which happens to be in the basement. But better to be woken to a loud screeching alarm than some vamp using you as a blood bank. All I’d need is some help to set up the sensors, connect it to the alarm system, and engage the two. It’ll take at least two hours or more to set up. Who’s with me?”
“You should be resting,” Raven spoke up as she moved further into the room, giving Jonah a sly look. She loved how authoritative he was. It was sexy. It was nice to see him looking alive after being so down for the past while.
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