Bloodlust - Midnight Shadows Part 6

He watched her lips curve upward. "Am I? If you're prepared to take the consequences, call me a b.i.t.c.h again and find out," she invited. She glanced over her shoulder. "The backseat looks large enough to accommodate us both if you want to test your theory now. And as you know, I've already removed my panties."

He sucked in a breath. "d.a.m.n, Dacoda, who knew you were so..."

"So what?"

"Tat implied you were shy."

"I am." "The h.e.l.l you are! You're downright wanton." "I'm really not, but sometimes with the right man, still waters run deep, Andrei." He cast a quick glance at her. "So I'm beginning to realize." He started the SUV and got back on the road. He stared at the dark road in silence for several minutes before his nostrils flared and he gripped the steering wheel. "And for your information, Dacoda, my c.o.c.k is more bronze than black."

"Oh. I see. So then you would have been shouting something like 'take this big, bronze pole of mine up your tight, pretty pink p.u.s.s.y'. Huh? And yes, Andrei, my p.u.s.s.y is both pink and pretty."

He felt his c.o.c.k spreading out along his leg again. "Is it?"

"Oh yes, but there's no need to take my word for it. Anytime you'd like to check for yourself, you can let me know. Okay, honey boy?"

"Do you know how old I am? I'm no d.a.m.ned boy."

"No? Maybe not, but you're going to be my honey boy, Andrei. I feel it in my p.u.s.s.y."

"d.a.m.n it, Dacoda, stop that or... "

"Or what?"

Or she'd have him coming in his briefs like some h.o.r.n.y teenager. "Just stop it. Please."

"Reduced to begging already, Andrei?"

He laughed weakly. "Have pity on me, Dacoda."

"Who knew an over-three-hundred-year-old vampire would be so squeamish when it came to talking about big, hard c.o.c.ks, heavy b.a.l.l.s and pretty, pink p.u.s.s.ies?"

"Dacoda!"

"Okay! No need to roar at me like a lion. No more talk about s.e.x."

But the damage was already done. As he drove along, he found his gaze continually shifting to the backseat. It was large enough to be comfortable for a quick f.u.c.k to relieve his s.e.xual frustration. And since she wore no panties, he could spread her out on her back, push up her skirt and have a quick taste of her fragrant p.u.s.s.y, followed by a hot f.u.c.k. And maybe he'd drink a few ounces of blood that would probably be as sweet and fresh as her p.u.s.s.y was aromatic. But d.a.m.n if he'd be reduced to treating her like some wh.o.r.e and taking her on his backseat.

He stiffened. What the h.e.l.l was he thinking? He was not going to take her on the backseat or anywhere else. Although both he and Veelee had other lovers, when they were in the same area, they had an unspoken agreement to sleep only with each other. And by now, Veelee must be wondering where he was.

She wouldn't take kindly to his sleeping with Dacoda or anyone else now that she was back. Still burning with the desire to s.n.a.t.c.h Dacoda into his arms to ravish her, he sighed. If he were going to control himself, he would need a break from the confines of the SUV where he was so aware of her. He cast a quick glance at her. "Can I buy you a late dinner?"

"Why, yes, Andrei, you can-as soon I find my panties."

Chapter Five.

Half an hour later Andrei pulled into a rest stop. He sat staring through his windshield. The rest stop wasn't the ideal place for a first date, but... He frowned. A first date? What the h.e.l.l was he thinking? This was not a d.a.m.ned date.

She stroked his arm. "Andrei? What's wrong?"

He jerked away from her. "Nothing's wrong." He alighted and walked around to the pa.s.senger side. He opened the door and extended a hand to her.

She smiled. "Why, Andrei, you are a gentleman."

"Shut up," he murmured, closed his hands around her waist, and lifted her to the ground.

She leaned into him, lifting her face.

He stared down and nearly lost himself in the depths of her dark gaze. He took a deep breath. "What are you trying to do to me?"

She linked her arms around his neck. "Nothing you don't want me to, Andrei."

Her soft, seductive voice washed over him like a warm, addictive wave. "Stop it."

She rubbed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his chest, sending a jolt of l.u.s.t from his c.o.c.k down to his toes.

"Stop what?"

Placing his hands on her arms, he removed them from his neck and stepped away from her. "Don't f.u.c.k with me or you'll be sorry." He slammed the pa.s.senger door shut, set the alarm and walked quickly away.

At the door of the rest stop, he turned. She still stood by the SUV. "Are you coming?"

"Not if you intend to heap verbal abuse on my head, no."

The urge to flash across the distance separating them and shake her until her teeth rattled nearly overwhelmed him. d.a.m.n if he would keep allowing her to jerk his chain. "Then stay the h.e.l.l out here." He turned and stormed inside.

Dacoda watched Andrei disappear into the rest stop. So much for whipping him into shape. She sighed and stared around the parking lot. Directly across from Andrei's SUV, the lights on a dark SUV went off. The driver's side door opened and a man climbed out.

Pocketing his keys, he started across the parking lot, toward her.

She hesitated, then turned and moved quickly toward the building. "Hey there! Wait a minute," the man called. Ignoring him, Dacoda continued moving forward. Big hands descended onto her shoulders. She jerked away and swung around. A tall, heavily muscled blond wearing black leather smiled down at her. "Hey there. My name's Evan. Can I buy you a cup of coffee?"

She looked up into the man's eyes and saw nothing to give her cause for alarm. Besides, if he proved dangerous, Andrei was inside. As angry as he was, she knew he wouldn't allow any harm to come to her-if only for Tat's sake.

She smiled. "My name's Dacoda and I would love a cup of coffee." He arched a brow. "Am I going to have a problem with your boyfriend?" "He's not my boyfriend." "Glad to hear it." He offered her his arm. She slipped hers through his and walked inside with him. As they entered the restaurant area, she spotted Andrei seated at a table for two, facing the door. They gazes met and locked briefly, then she allowed Evan to lead her to a table across the room. He seated her but remained standing. "How

do you like your coffee, and would you like anything else with it?" "I like it heavily creamed with lots of sugar, and I'd love a ham and cheese

sandwich if they have it." He nodded and walked away. She could feel Andrei staring at her from across the room. She tossed her head and, aware that he could read her thoughts if he chose to, she smiled. I won't be needing a ride with you any longer, Andrei. Just bring my bags in and you can leave. And don't worry that Tat will find out. I won't tell her.

The thoughts had barely formed in her mind before Andrei stood at the table with her suitcase in his hand. She took it without looking up at him.

"Thanks and goodbye."

For all you know he could be a d.a.m.ned rapist or ax-murderer.

She stared straight ahead. "I'll be fine. Goodbye, Andrei." "Hey. Is everything all right, Dacoda?" She tensed as Evan returned with a tray. Lifting her gaze, she watched Andrei turn to face him, his body tense. "This is none of your concern," Andrei spoke in a soft, threatening voice. "Leave now and I just might not kick your a.s.s all over this place."

Dacoda shot to her feet and stood between the two men, facing Andrei. "It's been fun, Andrei, but I've had about all of your charm I can stand. Leave me here. I'll be fine."

"Tat will have my head on a platter if I walk away and leave you in the middle of nowhere with some strange, leather-clad redneck."

"Who the h.e.l.l are you calling a redneck?" Evan demanded, stepping around her to face Andrei directly. "If anyone's a redneck, it's the guy who storms off and leaves a woman alone in a rest stop parking lot in the middle of the night. And that would be you , buddy, not me."

Dacoda placed both hands on Andrei's chest and stared up at him. "I'm not going with you, Andrei, so there's no need for you to make an ugly scene or do anything to bring unwanted attention to yourself."

He stared down at her. I can't leave you with him. Yes, you can. Just instruct him not to hurt me and leave. I'll be fine. I'll get him to take me to the nearest Amtrak station and I'll go home. I'll take you home if that's where you want to go. She shook her head. You've insulted me for the last time. I said I was sorry. And I don't care how sorry you are or aren't. I'm not going another mile with you. Instruct him not to hurt me and leave me the h.e.l.l alone. She poked at his shoulder. Do it now, Andrei, and then get out of my sight.

He swore softly and turned to face Evan. He stared into the other male's eyes for several moments, during which she saw Evan's body tense. Then Andrei turned to look at her. He'll see you safely to the nearest Amtrak station.

Fine. Goodbye. He touched her arm. Dacoda- She jerked away from him. Do me a favor and don't ever touch me again. He swore softly and stormed out. Heart racing, knees knocking, Dacoda sank back into her seat. Evan sat opposite her and smiled. "Hope you like what I got." Nothing in his manner indicated he remembered his close call with Andrei. She smiled. "That ham sandwich looks great." "So do you." She blinked, realized he was serious, and her smile widened. Who needed a bad tempered vampire when this handsome hunk seemed to find her attractive? Granted, she didn't know what Andrei had said to him, but he had shown an interest in her before Andrei had gone poking around in his head.

She leaned her elbows on the table. "So, Evan, are you busy?" He shook his head. "Not at the moment. What do you have in mind?" "How would you feel about accompanying me to a family reunion?" "I'd love to take you anywhere you'd like to go. I work from home, so as long as I have my laptop, I can head out anywhere I please. So where are we going?"

Standing in the shadows of the rest stop, Andrei watched the big, dumb blond toss Dacoda's suitcase in the back of his vehicle before opening the pa.s.senger door for her. He could detect no sign of reluctance on her part as she allowed him to help her up into the cab.

The silly, faithless b.i.t.c.h. It would serve her right if he did turn out to be a psycho.

The blond drove out of the rest stop parking lot, heading toward the interstate leading south. Andrei turned and raced to the end of the parking lot where he'd moved his SUV. He got in and drove in the same direction as the other vehicle.

His car phone rang. Keeping his gaze on the SUV several vehicle lengths ahead of him, he lifted the phone from the cradle mounted just under his dashboard. "I'm busy, what the h.e.l.l do you want?"

"Too busy to talk to me, Drei?"

His heart raced at the sound of the seductive voice. He cast a last quick look ahead to the vehicle where Dacoda rode before slowing down and guiding his SUV to the shoulder of the road. "Veelee! Where are you?"

"That's what I want to know about you. I'm at your place, but where are you?" He hesitated. Tat was going to wring his neck, but he'd made sure the bozo with Dacoda wouldn't hurt her. True, they were heading in the opposite direction of the nearest Amtrak station, but he had imprinted the command not to harm Dacoda directly into the man's subconscious. "I'm on my way home," he told her. "Wait for me." "I'll be here naked and aroused when you arrive, lover. When?"

"I'll be there in three hours," he told her. He started the engine, dismissing thoughts of Dacoda from his head. Tatiana would kick his a.s.s, but he'd done his best with Dacoda.

So why did his conscience beat the h.e.l.l out of him with every mile his SUV covered?

Half an hour later, he picked up his car phone to call Tat. Her voice mail kicked in after the fourth ring. He broke the connection without leaving a message. It was probably better if he delivered the bad news to her in person. Hopefully by the time they saw each other again, Dacoda would have arrived home safely and Tat would be in a more forgiving mood.

Two hours later, his thoughts on Veelee and his l.u.s.t running rampant, he stalked into his apartment on Philadelphia's prestigious Rittenhouse Square. The moment the front door closed, Veelee-no more than a blur of long blonde hair and slender, pale, naked flesh-ripped his clothes off and drew him down to the plush carpet.

Pushing his legs apart, she lay on her stomach and wrapped her cool, pink lips around his c.o.c.k. He closed his eyes and cupped his hands over the back of her head, moaning softly. No one sucked c.o.c.k like Veelee.

Afterwards he lay there, feeling spent, and the disquiet he usually experienced after coming with her surfaced. No other woman, no matter how long he f.u.c.ked her, had ever left him feeling so weak after coming. Each time he and Veelee were together the feeling of powerlessness became more intense. h.e.l.l, at this rate, in a few years he'd be weak as a kitten after s.e.x with her.

She crawled up his body until her small, pointed b.r.e.a.s.t.s pressed against his chest. Her lips, flavored with his seed, brushed against his mouth. "I need a f.u.c.k, Drei." Whispering the words against his lips, she lifted one of his hands and placed it on her b.u.t.t. "Can you help me?"

He opened his eyes and smiled. "Of course I can." Cupping both hands over her a.s.s, he rolled over until he lay on top of her. Resting most of his weight on his knees, he parted her slender legs.

Staring down into her dark gaze, he trailed his right hand along the outside of her wet folds. At his touch, she moaned softly and reached down to fondle herself.

The wonderful fragrance that was so intoxicating rose from her p.u.s.s.y. Feeling almost lightheaded, he cupped his c.o.c.k in one hand, pressed his groin against hers and sank his entire hard, thick length in her tight, moist p.u.s.s.y with one lunge.

"Oh my G.o.d! Yes. Yes. That's what I'm talking about, lover. Yes! Oh my G.o.d, Andrei, no one has a more delicious c.o.c.k than you do."

The feeling of having his entire length buried deep in her hot, receptive p.u.s.s.y was incomprehensible. Savoring the delight of having her ravenous c.u.n.t wrap itself tightly around his c.o.c.k, he held himself still inside her for several sweet moments.

"Oh, Drei. Lord, how I've missed s.e.x with a male with a real d.i.c.k! f.u.c.k me," she ordered.

Eager to please her and to come again, he pulled his hips back, leaving only the big head of his c.o.c.k lodged just inside her clinging c.u.n.t.

"Give it back to me!"

Resting his weight on his extended arms, he leered down at the small blonde just barely impaled on his thick bronze c.o.c.k. "Beg for it first," he teased.

Her eyes darkened and she frowned. "Beg for what I can take by force?"

He blinked. "Take? By force? Have you lost your mind, Veelee? No one takes my c.o.c.k without my permission."

"Then you'd better give it because I'm about to take it."

He arched a brow and held his body rigid.

"Want to play tough?" She locked her legs over the back of his thighs, wrapped her arms around his neck, arched her slender body into his and thrust herself upward. Her p.u.s.s.y, feeling like a hot, demanding vise, swallowed his entire length and rapidly compressed around him.

He shuddered and nearly came. Gritting his teeth, he managed to suppress the urge to come. d.a.m.n if he'd surrender control to her that easily or quickly.

Undaunted, she laughed and began f.u.c.king herself along his length. She gasped with a combination of pleasure and pain each time their hips met.

Certain he would not be able to hold on for much longer, Andrei pressed his body down onto of her tiny frame, grabbed her waist and f.u.c.ked into her with hard, furious strokes. She met him stroke for stroke. Sobs tore from her as he rotated his hips and sent his c.o.c.k plunging into her soft, warm channel with the force of a dive bomber.

She responded by sealing his c.o.c.k in a coc.o.o.n so tight, he had to fight hard to draw even an inch of d.i.c.k out of her before her p.u.s.s.y sucked him back in. He groaned, closed his eyes and came, blasting his seed deep into her.

She screamed, ground her narrow hips against his, buried her incisors in his shoulder and fed on him as she exploded around him.

Feeling her p.u.s.s.y sucking and tightening around his c.o.c.k, he groaned. With her greedily ingesting his blood and her c.u.n.t enclosing his c.o.c.k in a possessive grip, he decided he'd had enough. Curling his fingers in her hair, he forced her mouth away from his shoulder.

Her eyes snapped open. With her bottomless, dark gaze glinting at him and her lips smeared with his blood, he had the startling feeling that he was with a soulless creature.