Phantom Knights: Electric Pulse

by KD Bond

  "Such a gentleman, thanks," the woman praised, ducking her head so she could settle in comfortably in his plush leather seat.

  Admiring the vixen's legs as she swung them inside, Luke waited until she was settled before closing her in. Once she was secure, Luke closed the car door and jogged around his sleek black 2017 Audi A4. Opening the car door, Luke planted himself inside and cranked up the heat. Once the car was warmed, the duo headed towards his condo.

  Contrary to his prep talk earlier, Luke was still nervous. Trying to mellow out, Luke flipped the audio over to one of his favorite albums by The Weekend. The music released some of his tension as “Earned It” boomed through the speaker. Luke relaxed against the headrest.

  Luke was at peace, gliding through the empty streets of late New York with only the streetlights to guide him. Luke finally felt in control, firm until he felt a delicate hand rub up against the inside of his thigh.

  ∞∞∞

  Kat peered over at Luke from her passenger side seat. Shit, I may have picked up a fucking virgin. The guy was entirely too stiff and timid. Luke barely glanced in her direction. And when he did, he’d shift his focus back to the road so fast Kat thought she imagined it.

  Absentmindedly, she wondered was this the norm for human males? Kat rarely interacted with the fairer species, let alone attempt to be intimate with one of their kind. It was more convenient to stay close to her people. Being a Knight didn’t exempt them from the death sentence that would be handed down if they revealed their identity. Because of this, Kat always kept to her world in matters of dating. Besides, she reviled humans; males were even worse. But tonight, she was willing to change all that.

  Kat’s last encounter was months ago, with her ex Luther, and yeah, soooo wasn’t going there. Trying to compare the two males, would be like trying to compare rabbits to vultures. The males were night and day, which made it more unbelievable she’d ever let a human draw her attention. But Luke did. Kat was willing to give the human something precious to her, time.

  Considering being a Knight didn’t offer much freedom. So when Kat finally did find a moment to herself, it was hard to savor the short minutes. Evermore so, since over the past few years she’d turned into her new favorite character, the Grinch. Wallowing, in her own self-loathing, was becoming a daily activity. Tended to take up most of her time. But Kat’s butt-kissing sister said Sky green-lighted their night off. Since the twins bagged Count Dracula. So she figured this was probably her only chance to do the dance with no pants.

  Hopefully, Kat chose well because when she put her hand on Luke's thigh, he tensed up immediately. It didn’t bode well for their evening if every time Kat touched him, Luke acted as if she shocked him. Could’ve been possible if she didn’t have complete control of her powers.

  Kat was beginning to question her judgment until he finally settled into her touch. Smiling, she slowly slid her hand further up the inside of his thigh. Pleased to see the enprint of his erection grow more substantial as she continued her slow torturous seduction with her fingers.

  The two drove a few miles, later pulling into a garage on the other side of town. Kat examined the location. Making sure to stay entuned to with her environment as Luke came on her side of the car to open the door. Kat remained vigilant; enemies were always around. If Kat were going to die, it would be on her terms, not by any sneak attacks.

  Looking around, as Luke led her towards the garage’s double doors, Kat noted he stayed in a complex building. One for condominiums. Which was surprising. Kat would have pegged him for a ranch with horses’ kind of guy. And didn’t that make him a little sexier?

  Walking towards the entrance, Luke pulled out a key card from his jacket pocket to swipe against the keypad. Holding the door for Kat to walk through first, she stepped into a rather expensive lobby. It looked like something out of a magazine. The hall contained clean white walls, marble floors, and tropical vase plants. The flowers looked like they were personally picked from the amazon. The whole scene read money, which was another surprise.

  The desk attendant was an older white gentleman in uniform. The guy looked up from his computer screen when he noticed their entrance and smiled.

  "Hi Mr. Mason, late night. Phantom?" The clerk asked with a rustic, baritone voice.

  "Hi Dusty,” Luke muttered in greeting, “yes, you know my coworkers love that place."

  Dusty had already tuned Luke out, in favor of staring at Kat instead. Gazing at her with a look Kat was all too familiar with. An expression of pure lust Kat put on males faces plenty of times. Kat was a zealous, confident, courageous woman. The harpy knew she was appealing, especially to humans. Kat owned everything there was about herself. Sure she had her flaws, but Kat loved the hell out of those too. How she felt about herself was never a problem. As a harpy Knight, Kat knew she was powerful. And that made her virtually unstoppable.

  Kat gave Dusty a little wink and a wave. She could practically see the drool develop from the side of his mouth. Kat smiled inwardly. She really shouldn’t be playing with an old man’s heart like that, but she couldn’t resist. The male species was so easy to lure.

  Luke took her hand and pulled her forward towards the elevators, effectively removing her from her flirtatious antics.

  "Have a good night Dusty," Lucas told the attendant with slight annoyance in his voice. Aw, was her boy jealous? How cute.

  Following Lucas, they reached the elevators bay doors, hit the up arrow and waited. Within seconds the stainless-steel doors gracefully glided open, and they stepped inside. Hitting the button for the eighteenth floor, they avoided each other as they ascended. Lucas evaded Kat because he seemed nervous, while she was busy praying he had a window facing condo — nothing like being trapped in a building with no way out. A girl needed to cover all her bases; even though, he didn’t look like the kind of guy to pull one over on her.

  The elevator came to an abrupt stop. Kat let Luke led the way while subtly looking around trying to pinpoint her exits. Unfortunately, it seemed as if there was only one exit on the far side of the floor, probably leading to the stairwell. Kat didn’t see any other doors meaning he was perhaps the only one on this floor. That would mean she had one set of stairs and the elevator for exit opportunities. If Kat had to, she’d make do.

  Walking a few feet, they came to a stop at a large crème color door. Kat patiently waited as Luke took his keys out and unlocked the door. The gentleman kindly held the door open for Kat to walk through first.

  Shutting the door behind them, Luke flipped a switch casting a dim light into a spacious, high ceiling condo. Kat didn’t know what to expect about his living arrangements but what she saw before her wasn’t it. Looking around, she wondered exactly how much he made at Fall Heights. The place was enormous, which was even more of a surprise considering the condo was a fucking studio. There was a giant ass vintage burgundy canopy bed, with a black micro suede comforter set. The cot sat upon a black cement platform with same color wood trim as the bed in the far corner of the room.

  Kat walked further away from the door revealing a kitchen on the left. The kitchen was beatifically simplistic. All stainless-steel appliances, midnight-black cabinets with stunning Quartz Master Statuario Venato engineered Quartz countertops. In the center of the kitchen was an island harboring the same design. One side was set as the meal prep area. And the adjacent was a fully stocked bar with two leather bar stools facing towards the kitchen.

  Continuing her self-guided tour, Kat turned from the kitchen to the living room off to the right. The furniture was all white leather with black Epone upholstered cushions. There was a glass coffee table in the center of a villa gray rug that complimented the tobacco acacia bamboo flooring. Against the far wall featured an Augusta electric fireplace with a mounted sixty-five-inch Samsung premium class 4K smart LED TV above it. The place was decked out, and Kat hadn’t even noticed the best part.

  Refocusing towards the bed, Kat saw the night sky. The whole back wall was nothing
but floor to ceiling glass windows. Windows with two crème color lining glass double doors in the center that led out to a balcony. Exit number three.

  Finishing her final survey, with Luke silently shadowing behind, Kat threw a look over her shoulder. She arched a dark red brow in question.

  "I’m very good with computers,” Luke shrugged. “You’d be surprised how much you can make as a tech."

  Luke stepped closer, "but for what it’s worth, I didn’t pick this out.” He gestured around him, “my sister did. My sibling thought I deserved to live someplace nice. I was able to get her to settle on this place.” Luke finished with a little sadness in his voice.

  "Settle?" Kat pushed.

  Luke gave a humorless laugh, "yes. My sister wanted better, grander. Like a mansion or something. But it’s just me. I didn’t need that much space. So, we ended up here. She liked the building and told me to get the penthouse. I talked her down a few floors because again, it’s just me. She figured since I still had the floor to myself it’d be okay." Luke stared blankly around his home.

  "Hmm," Kat drawled as she took a step further inside his place for a re-review.

  "So, umm would you like a drink? I have whiskey?" Luke stated anxiously, walking over towards the bar, as he changed the subject.

  The subject change was fine with her since Kat could tell it was something he didn’t want to touch on. Besides, it seemed private, and she didn’t need to get personal. The harpy wasn’t here for small-talk, and it was about time she let him know that.

  "You’ve never done this before have you, Lucas?" Kat inquired, pausing his movements.

  Luke turned towards her and their eyes locked. Kat had the answer with the uncertainty in his eyes. No, he hadn’t, but Goddess knows he wanted to.

  "It’s okay,” Kat prowled closer, “I’m very, very dominant, and I’ll tell you everything you need to do okay?"

  Luke nodded, and some of those chestnut curls fell into his face.

  "Good now strip…….... Slowly," Kat tacked on at the end.

  Kat thought the human would show some reluctance, but trembling hands immediately went to his jacket. Yeah, she smiled to herself, this was going to be a fun night.

  Chapter Seven

  Hmm, this keeps getting better and better. Luke tossed his jacket to the side. Kat could see the outlines of his muscular body from where she was standing. And the view was entirely unexpected. The night was continuing to be full of surprises. Delicious surprises.

  Luke went to unbutton his collard white shirt and reveal even more tantalizing flesh. Kat finally knew she’d chosen well. Even more so when he let the shirt slide down tone shoulders and arms. Yum-fucking-me. Who knew Kent had a body under all those tailored clothes. Luke seemed to be utterly unaware of how delectable he was. And Kat planned to take advantage of that. Slowly.

  As his hands went to his belt, all distracting thoughts deceased. Kat turned the full focus back on Mr. Lucas Mason. Luke took the belt off and unhurriedly unbuttoned his jeans, pausing at the zipper. Luke looked to her in query.

  "Did I say stop Luke?" Kat questioned, propping her hand under her chin while tapping her index finger to her cheek impatiently.

  The human shook his head from side to side slightly.

  "No, no, I didn’t. Did I?" Kat spoke sternly.

  Luke unzipped his fly, hooking his thumbs on either side of his pants. And slowly, oh so slowly, lowered his dark washed, denim jeans. Damn, Kat totally underestimated the size of his dick. Kat could see the imprint through his underwear, and it was impressive. She tried to keep a poker face, but the sight of him made her knees weak.

  Kat bit her lip and moved a little closer to the hallway wall. So she could lean up against it before her legs embarrassed her. Stabilizing, Kat continued to eye fuck the mortal from head to toe. From her viewpoint, behind his boxer briefs, he was long, hard, and thick. Luke certainly fit her quota of young and hung just not dumb. Two out of three wasn’t bad, especially since he had the two that truly mattered.

  Not missing a beat, Luke went to hook his thumbs into his briefs, to pull them down. But Luke was soon stopped when he noticed Kat shaking her head, mouthing no. She knew once those teal Champs boxer briefs came down, it was game on. And she had to touch him first. Goddess above, Kat was dying to touch him.

  Mentally putting a lock on her powers, she strolled forward. The last thing Kat needed to do was lose control and reveal herself during a time of passion.

  Kat inched forward towards him, and sluggishly began to undress. She deliberately went as slowly as he had, starting with bending down to unzip her thigh-high boots. After gliding off her shoes, Kat lifted her long-sleeved crop top over her long red locks. The action revealed her emerald, sheer-laced bra. Next came her skin-tight jeans, wiggling them down over her plump buttocks, producing matching lace panties. When Kat stood within a few inches from him, the heated look Luke gave her body dampened the inside of her panties. Kat gave a little twirl, so he could get a better rearview picture. She was pleased with the slight gasp that left his breath.

  Sauntering onward, Kat began unhurriedly moving around his sculpted physique. Kat drew her fingers lightly across Luke’s abs, ribs, up his chest, then his back and shoulders. She circled his entire body all the while loving the hisses and gasps, the human made as Kat caressed his Adonis-like form. By the time Kat made it back around to face him, he was panting heavily. And if she was honest with herself, the tour of his body affected her as well. Kat needed to take this playtime to the next level. And she had just the idea to accomplish that goal. Kat grabbed his arm and backed him up gradually until his back hit the front door. She smiled a smile, Kat usually only gave her victims, right before she charred off their heads.

  "You’ve been a very good boy Lucas. I didn’t even have to tell you not to speak unless spoken to," Kat purred, running her hand down his stomach. Her chest pressed up against his.

  Kat boldly cupped his erection, loving how his eyes popped. Luke's mouth opened in surprise, then immediately closed as the pleasure of her caress registered.

  "I think that deserves a reward, don’t you?" Kat hummed.

  Luke nodded but didn’t open his eyes.

  "Mmmm yes my superman deserves a reward and guess who is willing to play Lois Lane?"

  With that, Kat dropped to her knees in front of him.

  ∞∞∞

  Luke couldn’t move, hell he wasn’t even sure he was breathing. This incredible woman just dropped to her knees before him and pulled out his erection. Luke knew if he didn’t snap out of his immobility, he’d fall flat on his face.

  Who knew his inability to talk would work in his favor. The capability of speak had left him the moment the temptress told Luke to strip. All he could muster was not cuming in his underwear while doing what she asked. Now Luke was getting rewarded for something he couldn’t even do if he tried. When Luke felt her warm, lush mouth, circle the tip of his cock, he stopped thinking and began to feel.

  Luke banged his head on the door behind him, closing his eyes tighter. The vixen dropped back and wrapped her wet tongue around his member. Damn, the woman was talented. She slid his cock to the back of her throat and went back to circle the tip of Luke’s erection. The woman made this motion with her tongue, repeatedly driving him crazy. To top it all of, the siren grabbed the base of Luke’s dick and sucked with all the power of a Dyson vacuum. Did the woman not have a gag reflex?

  As he felt his climax surge forward, Luke knew he was powerless to stop. That was until his enchantress grabbed Luke’s balls in her other hand and squeezed. Hard. Luke drew out a groan of shock and gazed down. God, he shouldn’t have looked down. The sight of her on her knees before him was such an erotic sight. Luke felt the sensation to explode roaring back up the base of his cock. She gave him another squeeze, and it stopped dead at the tip. He winched.

  "You cum when I say you cum. If you can hold out just a little longer, I’ll let you taste me." She licked the border of his cock wh
ere precum emerged at the thought of him getting his lips on her.

  "Don’t you want to taste me, Luke?" The vixen hummed in her siren voice, a smooth melody to his ears.

  Damn right, Luke wanted to taste her. Turnabout was only fair, and as she looked up with that devious crooked smile of hers, Luke knew he’d do his damnest to do just that.

  "Good. Five minutes, that’s all you must last. Up for the challenge?" She smirked.

  Hell yeah! Shit, what were five minutes? Luke could do that, no problem. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath. Centering himself, Luke opened his eyes looked down and nodded.

  Seemingly pleased with his confidence, she took his erection back in her delicate hands. Looking up at Luke, the siren gave him that small, crooked smirk. A smile which rivaled the mischievous grin of The Batman’s Joker. And Luke knew for a fact he was FUCKED.

  Chapter Eight

  Lucas, Lucas, Lucas mmmm he was delicious. With his naturally tanned skin and his muscular tone thighs. Everything about the human drew her in. Kat set the timer on her wristwatch for five minutes. She placed her jaw and took him into the deepest dark pit of her throat. Gag relax, nope, not her, Kat took all his girth. And Luke had girth in spades.

  Luke would get close to exploding every few seconds, but he would surprise her every time. The mortal would pull back at the last minute, encompassing Niagara Falls. Luke kept his eyes shut and head back the entire time, which was a good strategy. Considering he’d almost come in her hands when he looked down before.

  Luke tasted exquisite, like the ocean blue of his eyes, salty but sweet. Kat was so focused on his flavor, and her rhythm; she didn’t realize the timer went off. She practically groaned in disappointment.

  Dejectedly, Kat peered up and saw he’d opened his eyes and was looking down. The human was sporting a broad smile that showed a full set of pearly whites and dimples. A smile that made her dark heart spark with feeling.