by M L Briers
They reached out as one. One perfect voice. One perfect precision instrument of magic. In perfect unison and with perfect trust in each other as they handed out the punishment that they believed the dark covens deserved. They were judge and jury. They were the vengeance of the just and they unleashed their fury in the cleansing fire that burned brightly in the near distance around the coven’s home.
In their mind they heard the screams of pain come from each and every one of the unjust, the undeserving of the magic that they had been blessed to receive. None of those supernatural being would cross to the light side of the otherworld, all were destined to follow the entity to wherever it was that he dwelled. And may they rot in the hell of their own making…
CHAPTER TEN
Caleb saw the mutt shift before his very eyes. With the first smile he’d managed in what felt like a damned long time, he looked at the man in front of him. His hand snapped out and he lifted the human up from his feet, bringing him slowly towards him as the others shifted back around them.
“Useful. I need to feed.” Caleb ground out a moment before he sunk his fangs into the man’s neck and took what he needed. It was enough to kill the mutt and Caleb discarded the body to his left and started towards the next.
“Still hungry.” Caleb saw the fear in the young man’s eyes, but it wasn’t enough to stop him in his bloodlust. Just because the mutts were once again human, it didn’t mean that they didn’t deserve to die for what they had tried to do. Caleb would give no quarter, and he noted that the alpha didn’t have an ounce of remorse within him either. He chewed and slashed his way through the trespassers.
Some escaped through the broken windows, but it didn’t worry Caleb because he could hear the pack’s welcoming party that waited for them outside. The coven was safe and that was all that he cared about right then. That and a little vengeance.
“I think we got them all, Caleb…” Jethro offered once he’d shifted back into his human form. Silence had descended on the house and outside…
“They tasted a little off anyway…” Caleb tossed a dead body down onto the pile that he’d made and turned towards the door when four naked Lycans, all in differing stages of being battered and torn rushed through the door.
“Ah, the cavalry.” Caleb chuckled. “They’re safe.” He offered as he heard the rumble of growls come back at him. “Lycans, no sense of humour.” He muttered as he turned and scanned the area, bodies littered the downstairs, but the sound of the heavy door opening behind him made him whirl around in place.
Five witches emerged, followed by a slightly perplexed Verity as she looked around at the carnage. As each witch rushed to tend to their mates wounds, Verity winced slightly. She expanded her hands and gave a small shrug off her shoulders.
“Guess I missed the buffet.” She offered and Caleb couldn’t contain the laughter that escaped his lips.
“Help yourself to the leftovers.” He teased and Verity curled her top lip in disdain.
“Pass. Don’t you find they have a sour tang to them?” She asked absently as she started picking her way through the corpses. Wendy appeared at the door and took in the scene. A gasp escaped her lips…
“Now, I know it looks bad, but a nice big pyre and some elbow grease with a mop, and…” He stopped talking when she started towards him. Her eyes took in his appearance.
“Caleb…” Wendy reached for the deepest of his wounds that ran down the side of his neck and over his shoulder, narrowly missing his vein by a hair. He snagged her hand and yanked her against him.
“Healing.” He assured her and she nodded. “Job done?” His eyes flicked back towards Verity. She nodded again. “And the b-a-b-y?” He asked quietly.
“Cleansed of evil.” Verity offered over her shoulder.
“Satan’s spawn is gone and you’ll be following.” Caleb offered with a smug grin and his mate hissed at his side. Caleb heard the muttering from the other females in the room and frowned hard. “Now what?”
“She’s alone, pregnant, and a vampire…” Annabeth offered as if it was an everyday natural occurrence.
“And this is my fault how?” Caleb shot back.
“She stays.” Eloise piped up as the fire that flashed in her eyes matched her hair.
“She…?” Caleb’s jaw swung open and Wendy reached up to pop it back for him.
“She’s going to need help when the baby comes…” Deborah offered and Jethro growled in annoyance as his eyes practically swivelled in his head at the thought.
“It’s not enough that we’re picking up stray witches along the way, now we have a damn pregnant vampire?” Jethro growled out and Caleb chuckled.
“I guess she could stay on pack…”Caleb started and Jethro was quick to shake his head.
“Oh no, your friend, you house her.” Jethro informed him as he snatched Deborah’s hand up and started out of the house with her.
“Have a heart, Alpha.” Caleb mocked him as he walked away. Jethro tossed up his middle finger and carried on going.
“One mate and one… ex living together?” Caleb looked from one to the other. “What could possibly go wrong there?” He groaned.
“You nearly died twice today.” Wendy offered on a scowl of thoughtful contemplation. She’d showered and scrubbed her skin to wash off the feeling of death that seemed to cling to her, but it seem not to matter how many layers of skin she’d tried to remove- it was still there. Caleb strolled up behind her and turned her towards him. Even wrapped in a towel with her hair still dripping little droplets of water on her shoulders she couldn’t have looked more beautiful to him if she’d been dressed in riches…
“But, I’m still here.” Caleb could see that the events had taken their toll on his mate. Gone was the serene smile and the light of mischief in her eyes that usually accompanied it and in its place was a solemn acceptance that all life was fragile, even his given the right set of circumstances.
“You’re not supposed to die on me, Caleb…” Wendy scowled some more.
“I’m still here, my love.” Caleb backed her up against the wall and dipped his head to brush his lips against hers. “Let me show just how here I am.” He didn’t wait for her answer, he just claimed her lips with his, and there wouldn’t be any denying him. He had nearly died, and he needed to feel truly alive again, and Wendy was the only person who could make that happen.
His hands roamed down over her body, finding her hips, and his fingers curled possessively around them. He yanked her lower body towards his and groaned at the feel of his hard length being sandwiched between them. He devoured her with kisses that stole that scowl from her forehead and eased the wrong kind of tension within her body to replace it with the right kind.
His hands climbed up to find the place between her breasts where the towel was tucked over and nestled nicely, and he yanked it away, dropping the unneeded material in a pool around her ankles. She wasted no time in climbing up his body, with a little help from him as he palmed the curves of her backside, and wrapped her legs around his hips. One hand slipped against her wet skin towards the heat of her sex and his fingers played as she squirmed against him.
“You have way too many clothes on.” She scowled at him again as she broke away from his lips. Caleb gave her one of those easy grins that was as sexy as it was knowing.
“That is easily remedied.”
“You also smell like death.” Wendy informed him…
“Some would say that was natural state of being…” He teased as he yanked her away from the wall and headed towards the bathroom. “But it could also have something to do with the damn mutts…”
“Ew.”
He reached out his hand and flicked on the water. He went to place her down on his feet but she held on tightly refusing to let him go. Caleb chuckled…
“You need to let go if you want me naked woman.”
“I don’t want to let you go, full stop. Period.” She scowled again. Caleb made a show of thinking that one over.
“Ok, we can try to get me naked with you clinging on like a spider monkey…” He turned her towards the cold tiled bathroom wall and she gasped at the feel of the tiles down her spine…
“Uncalled for…” She moaned out. Caleb chuckled again as he uncurled her from his body and placed her down on her feet. A heartbeat later and he was naked… “Speedy little sucker.” She grinned as she climbed back up his body again.
“Only when you need me to be.” He stepped inside the shower with her and she purred at the feel of the warm water down her back.
“I need you to be…” She squirmed at the feel of his hard length against her sex.
“I’m still all dirty.” Caleb offered back and she grinned.
“I told you I liked dirty.” Wendy’s eyes sparkled once more with mischief.
“I thought you meant…” Caleb teased her back. His index finger ran along her sex, covering it in her juices before he travelled up to the tight puckered hole of her backside and he pushed that digit inside. She bit down on a moan…
“That too…” Wendy dipped her head towards his neck and ran her tongue down over the vein. When her blunt teeth nipped, he couldn’t contain the urge to do the same, only his teeth wouldn’t be blunt…
He turned her body towards the tiled wall and she jumped from the coldness that hit her shoulder blades. His length nudged inside her channel, but he didn’t move, didn’t push forward inside of her. She nipped again and this time his hips thrust forward involuntarily, opening her inner walls around him, and making her tighten those muscles hard…
“Damn, woman…” He groaned out and that only made her nip again. His length pushed further into her, over and over, each bite from her teeth propelled him deeper.
Caleb cursed as he finally took her to the hilt of his length and she squeezed her inner walls hard around him. He felt her tongue sooth over his skin as she worked her way up towards his ear. He was mesmerised by the thought of what she would do next. He felt her warm breath against his ear…
“I don’t just like dirty… I like hard, and fast, and ferocious…” She whispered into his very soul. Caleb ground his length inside of her and heard her gasp in a breath.
“Can you do that for me, Caleb?” She bit down on the fleshly lobe of his ear and he closed his eyes and groaned at the feel of her squeezing and releasing those inner muscles around his cock… “Or are you a little long in the fang for that?” She chuckled at the sound of another groan that left his lips…
“I wouldn’t want to hurt you, being a mere human and all…” He teased back as he drew his length slowly back through the hard clenched walls of her channel before thrust back to the hilt. Her head rolled back against the wall and she ground out a moan of pleasure and pain…
“I have a vampire around here somewhere that has magical healing blood, if we were to go too far…” She tempted him with her nails scoring down her back and saw his top lip curl upwards as he tried to hold his body in check…
“Take it now and you can have me however you want me, sweetheart…” He allowed his fangs to elongate. Lifting his wrist to his mouth he bite down into his flesh and opened a wound in his skin. He saw her eyes flare, felt her inner muscles tighten around his cock…
He offered her his blood and she didn’t hesitate in taking it. Closing her lips around his flesh and suckling the sweet taste down her throat until he pulled it away. His blood against her lips was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. He dipped his head and licked it away…
“I hope you didn’t drink your fill of mutts tonight…” Wendy rolled her head to one side and offered him her neck. His eyes locked onto the sight of her pulse beating heartily just under the skin…
He wrenched her away from the wall and spun her out of the shower. He knew how this was going to go right down to the end where they’d been wrapped around each other’s bodies sated, and that involved a damn bed. He stalked with her into the bedroom and climbed up onto the middle of the bed…
“A bed, now that’s a little disappointing…” She teased with the flash of her eyes baiting him. He reached for her wrists and snatched them away from around his shoulders, pushing them down against the mattress high above her head like she was half a starfish. Her back arched and her breasts were offered to him on a platter…
His hips started to move against hers. Dragging his length back and then thrusting in with so much power that she moved up the bed. She gasped in a breath and closed her eyes, savouring the pleasure and the pain.
“Hard…” Caleb leaned in over her and thrust again… she moaned. “Fast…” He increased his speed and her legs dropped away from around his hips as the heels of her feet wedged into the mattress and she forced her hips upwards. “Furious…” He pounded inside of her as his lips closed around one hard bud of her nipple and he suckled like his very life depended on it. She felt the sting of his fangs as they entered the soft flesh of her breast and her body climbed towards the first of what she knew to be many orgasms.
He released her breast and licked over the last of the blood from the wounds. His blood was already healing her body and yet he couldn’t resist her taste. He pushed his knees against her inner thighs and opened her further to him as he leaned in and sunk his fangs into the vein in her neck, it was more than enough to send her over the edge…
Caleb pulled out of her and lifted her into his arms. While she was coming back down to him he turned her away from him and moved towards the solid headboard. He placed her hands against the hard wood and saw her grip on as he entered her; still clenching channel, hard and to the hilt, taking her deeper.
He heard her moan and saw her toss her head back on her neck. Her back arched and she rolled her head to one side as he pushed her knees together and felt the tightness of her channel that felt as if she was suckling his cock as he pounded his hips against the curvy flesh of her backside. One hand fisted her hair and he stuck with precision with his fangs into her vein.
His eyes took in the sight of her white knuckles as she gripped the headboard and made the kind of little cries that sent him wild with desire to hear the next and the next. Her body didn’t stand a chance to deny him that next orgasm, and she cried out as she was swept away on the intensity of it… He couldn’t get enough of her as fire raged within his veins.
The feel of her body opening to his even through the release that was still throbbing through her veins was enough to take him over the edge and he released his fangs and roared as the orgasm tore through him. Every inch of him alive with knowing her, but it wasn’t enough, it could never be enough. His cock was still as hard as steel and she’d wanted him like this, needed him like this, and he wasn’t going to disappoint her.
He wrenched his length from inside of her and turned her around in his arms. Bringing her legs down around his waist as her backside fitted against his thighs and his cock took her over and over again. His lips were clamped around the hard nipple of one breast and when he looked up at her he found her looking back at him under hooded eyes…
“Turn me…” Her words hit him hard. His stomach clenched into a hard knot and his hips slowed to a stop.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
“Wendy, we talked about…” Caleb started and she raised her hand and placed her palm against his cheek.
“I won’t be without you, Caleb. My task is done as a witch. It’s time.” She offered him the truth of it. She’d always thought of the day when she’d join him as a vampire. Knowing that she would have to give up her Fae birth right had made it the hardest decision of her life, and yet the easiest when she looked into his eyes and knew that she wanted forever with him.
“What if…” Caleb started on a frown and her gentle chuckle made him stop.
“Do you not want to spend forever with me?” She teased and heard him groan on a sigh.
“That’s not…”
“Then do it. Make me truly yours forever. I’m ready.” Wendy was adamant.
“That’s why you took my
blood…” He bit out. He should have known that she had other intentions to take his blood so damn willingly. She gave him that serene smile and a teasing chuckle.
“Turn me or I’ll get Verity to do it, she owes me a…” He moved fast. His hands went up her back to her shoulders and curled over them. His arms supported her weight and his hips moved once more…
“How do I know you’re not going to regret it in the morning when you wake up dead?” Caleb was teasing her. He wanted nothing more than to turn her and have her forever…
“It’ll be one hell of a catfight between us, but the makeup sex will be phenomenal.” Her eyes flashed with amusement.
“You know I can’t take it back once it’s done.” His voice was more melodic than usual.
“Apart from killing me again, permanently you mean?” She teased back. Caleb frowned hard.
“Tell me that you are sure.” He demanded.
“I’ve never been more certain of anything in my damn life before.” Wendy offered him her truth and he took a long moment to consider it. Then he nodded.
“Let’s have you go out with a bang and not a whimper.” He grinned as his hips moved with purpose.
“Orgasms will still be really, really good, right?” She gasped out at the feeling of his cock demanded that she come for him again.
“Better…” He whispered against her ear before he ran his tongue down the vein in her neck and struck deeply with his fangs. She felt the first real hard pull against her blood and it felt amazing because this time he wasn’t holding himself back.
Every thrust deep inside of her coincided with a hard pull against her vein and she could feel the orgasm racing up to overwhelm her at the same time as she could feel her life force slipping away… She cried out at the intensity of it as it slammed through her body in waves that took her further and further beneath the surface of the water. It felt as if she was sinking into the depths of the ocean only there was complete and total peace.
