Raven Walks (29 page)

She stood absolutely still as he flew at her
and grabbed her up against him. His eyes widened when he felt the
sparks crackle between them, and he growled with frustration as he
crushed his mouth on hers.

Though her stomach threatened to rebel and
vomit at the taste of his dead tongue in her mouth, she kissed him
back just as hard – rewarded by the blue sparks that jumped between
them as his skin sizzled.

He broke apart. “Who the hell are you?” he
demanded at once.

“Too much woman for you, I guess,” she said.
She ran her hand down her leg and simple pushed her skirt aside to
show her nakedness underneath. “But yet Raven nor Constantine had
no problem fucking me whatsoever.”

He growled and grabbed her close again, this
time ignoring the sensations as his tongue shoved deeply into her
mouth until it hurt so bad he couldn’t take it anymore.

He broke apart again and stared at her
through angry, glowing eyes. Who was this unusual human? Or was she
even human at all?

“It’s a shame,” she said with mock regret as
she felt his hold on her loosen. “I guess you’re just not the
vampire I thought you were.” Then, more evilly, “the vampire Raven
or even Constantine is, anyway.”

That did it. He grabbed her up into his arms
and took off into the night like a shot. They flew up high into the
clouds, and she could feel the lightning spark all around him. She
was terrified, but she refused to let him know that. She meditated
to clear her mind of all thought, which made him angrier still.

He spiraled her through the air in
death-defying barrel rolls, the rain and hail assaulting her from
all angles as thunder exploded in her ears. Then just as quickly as
he ascended, he plunged toward the earth.

The only thing that scared her was when their
ultimate destination came into view.

It was Sebastian’s club.

He tore through the roof like paper and she
fell out of his arms as they hit the floor, bruised and cut from
the damage caused by their entry. Walter stood behind the bar,
drinking his bottled water, but when he saw Gina laying in a heap
on the ground he rushed toward her. “Gina!”

Without even touching him Argos sent him
flying back over the bar and into the shelf of liquor bottles.

Gina crawled to her feet. “No!” she screamed
at Argos.

He had to smile. So this human did have a
weakness.

“No?” he asked. He snapped his fingers and
Tracy Lynn slunk from her sleeping chamber in the back almost in a
trance. She walked to him obediently and then knelt on her knees in
front of him. He ran a bony finger along her jaw line that was
parallel with his almost non-existent groin.

She bared her neck and he dove in, nearly
taking a chunk of her skin with him as he fed. Gina backed up as
she watched Argos regenerate right before her eyes. She scooted
back toward the bar where Walter lay on the ground, cut from the
glass and groaning in pain.

“Walter,” she said. “I told you to go!”

“Never leaving you,” he muttered and tried to
struggle to his feet. “Where are the others?”

From right behind her she heard Argos, his
voice deep, his vocal cords restored. “Detained,” he whispered
against her skin, which made her shiver.

He spun her around to face him, fully young
again, all the muscle and skin and hair restored as he stood
shirtless and powerful before her.

“You get away from her!” Walter tried to
charge him but Gina stood in between.

Argos just smiled and once again using a
powerful psychic force flung Walter backward and back into the
wall, this time knocking him unconscious.

Gina advanced on Argos. “Are you going to
waste your time being a bully? Or are you going to fuck me?”

He grabbed her in his arms again and kissed
her hard. This time she didn’t feel the spongy sensation of a
tongue hundreds of years dead. It was strong and firm and decisive
as it shoved through her lips, and because of the new tissue the
sparks sizzled between them. He grabbed her breast, which tingled
but didn’t manage to burn like the inside of her mouth.

He refused to break the kiss, despite the
pain it caused him.

She ran her hands up his bare flesh leaving a
trail of electricity where she touched. When she reached for his
pants she thought she was home free, but a force hit them so hard
it knocked her almost completely unconscious.

She glanced up to see Raven standing toe to
toe with Argos.

“I’m sorry, Argos,” a plaintive voice said
from behind where Gina lay. Tracy Lynn slunk over to her master. “I
just wanted to taste him... like you promised.”

His lip curled as he backhanded her, sending
her sailing across the dance floor. “You insipid fool!”

Raven rushed him swinging, but Argos quickly
recovered with an effective swing of his own. Raven went down and
Gina couldn’t help herself as she ran to him. The minute she
touched his arm sparks flew from his skin. Raven’s brow knit with
confusion and Gina suddenly realized what a mistake she made. The
only leverage she had to get Argos where she needed him was the
hedonistic display from the night before – which would work Argos’s
pride and make him best the likes of Raven and Constantine no
matter the pain it caused or the danger it posed.

If he figured out that they too could not
touch her, he’d just tear her in half and be done with it.

Her eyes tried to convey her thoughts to
Raven as she reached forward and kissed him, whispering, “Take it,
please,” against his lips.

His skin burned and his lips felt like they
were going to peel from his face, and when she probed her tongue
into his mouth he felt like he was swallowing a hot dagger. But,
somehow he trusted she did not mean to hurt him – and so he took it
like she asked.

He did not have to suffer too long as she was
wrenched backward by her waist and carried off into one of the back
rooms. Raven tried to scramble up to run to her, but he was in
incredible agony feeling like his skin was going to fall from his
skull and so he slumped back down.

He just had to will her the strength he knew
she would need to carry out the task at hand.

She prayed for the same strength as Argos
threw her down on a bed, where Constantine lay just as he had that
morning, except now he was unconscious from a blow to the head.

She glared at Argos. “So is this how you
prove you’re better than they are? By attacking them when they
haven’t even woken yet?”

Argos snarled as he tore away his pants. “No,
you silly cunt. This is how I prove I’m better than they are!”

He pinned her against the bed with his body
as his knee roughly spread her legs apart. He pawed at the slit in
her skirt until it was torn apart and displaying her nakedness to
satisfy his angry lust. He ripped her corset right down the middle
and roughly shoved all material was in shreds around her naked
body.

It hurt to touch her, and the more pain she
caused him the angrier he got. “They took my Nina from me. So I
must take everyone from them,” he told her as he grabbed her breast
in his hand and squeezed it hard. She felt him grow hard in between
them as he bent down to capture the nipple in his mouth and bite it
in between merciless teeth.

“I corrupt everyone and everything they
touch. Just like they’ve done to me.” He ran his tongue over his
fangs that glinted off of the low light in the room.

“I’m simply taking back what they’ve stolen,”
he told her before he shoved his thick meat up inside her, impaling
her on him with anger and vengeance.

The minute he was completely enclosed inside
of her, he gasped in an almost pleasurable pain. She grabbed at his
cock with her muscles, and it felt like there were a hundred little
needles stabbing into his hard shaft.

He started to withdraw but her legs scissored
back. “How can you steal anything?” she whispered with an evil
gleam in her eye, “when you can’t even fuck a human they both used
all night long.”

He glared down into her face with a grimace
as he tried to tolerate the pain. “Their incredible dicks stayed
hard,” she told him as she felt him start to soften inside of her.
“They could fuck me for hours. Everywhere,” she added. “In every
way.”

He growled as he started shoving himself
inside of her, forcing himself to stay hard even though the
friction only made the sensations worse. He screamed out in pain
has he fucked her harder, punishing her as roughly as he knew how
for the agony he felt as the skin of his cock began to shred with
each stroke.

“I’ve never been fucked like that,” she
whispered, disdain dripped in her tone. “Doesn’t look like you’re
vampire enough to fuck me like that either.”

He came down hard on her and covered her
damnable mouth with his own, shoving his tongue inside to shut her
up as he continued to ride her even though he suspected it was
slowly killing him to do so.

“What the hell...?”

Constantine struggled to come to next to
them, and though she tried to keep Argos’s attention on her, he
grabbed the other vampire by the hair and pulled him over to him,
breaking his punishing kiss with Gina only to sink his teeth into
Constantine’s neck. As he sucked loudly, Gina felt his cock
literally regenerate inside of her.

Constantine struggled against him, but was no
match for the older vampire-witch. He was too weak from the attack,
and then from the blood loss.

She watched in horror as Argos restored
himself on top of her, and then his fucking became frenzied and
even more hateful as he grew stronger.

She watched Constantine slump against Argos,
dying as his blood drained into his enemy’s mouth. But as long as
he sucked on another vampire’s neck he could continue to punish
Gina with his brutal fucking. His hand clawed at her breast,
leaving claw marks in the soft skin.

Just when she thought she might not be able
to keep her wits about her one more second and begin to struggle
against him, Constantine was ripped from Argos’s grasp. With relief
she saw Raven holding the weaker vampire in his arms as he stared
at her in impotent frustration. He didn’t know how to save her, or
even if she wanted him to.

Argos almost pulled away to go after Raven,
but she clasped him tighter inside of her. “Fuck me!” she
screamed.

He grabbed her neck with both hands, ready to
strangle this infuriating bitch as he came inside of her, but that
was when it hit him that her neck was completely clean.

Raven had never taken her. Neither had
Constantine.

He grabbed her up to him as he propped
himself up on his knees, holding on her by the neck. “That’s
right,” she told him with a triumphant grin. “No one has been
vampire enough to take me yet.” Then, with purposeful intent that
scared Raven as he looked on, she goaded, “But with your yellow
belly and your limp little cock, I doubt that you could ever have
what it takes.”

With a roar he dove into the curve of her
neck and she thought he might actually take a bite out of her body
with the ferocity of his rage. But the minute his fangs tore into
her delicate flesh, she knew her calculated risk had been to her
favor.

The minute her blood, made sacred of years of
ingesting holy water, splashed over his lips, it immediately
scorched his mouth like hot lava flowing down his throat. He gagged
against her and she held him tight in her arms as she forced him to
take just enough of her to begin to explode from the inside
out.

She felt his skin fall apart over her body
and inside of her like wax melting, and she held out as long as she
could – ready to endure it all if it meant Argos would be destroyed
for good. Raven, who had watched on transfixed in horror, finally
wrenched her away from the clutches of the dying vampire.

Despite the electricity of her their bodies
touching, Raven clung to her as they watched Argos stumble backward
off the bed as tiny explosions rocked his body. As every one of her
blood cells literally blew up inside of him, rays of light tore
through his skin that quickly deteriorated as if they had just
pushed him into the sun.

Gina reached into the discarded corset where
the wooden stake had been carefully sewn into the ties that bound
the garment together. With a determination that both scared and
impressed Raven, he watched as she charged the weakened vampire and
plunged the sharpened wooden point with deadly accuracy right into
his chest.

He howled in pain as he writhed on the floor.
Every skin cell incinerated before their very eyes. His bones
smoked and his tissue evaporated, and Gina stood over her kill
triumphantly as he literally zapped into nothingness.

Only when he was gone did she stumble back
and collapse on the bed. Raven rushed to her immediately. “Gina!
Are you okay?”

She felt like she could shower for a month
solid and not erase his touch from her body. “I’m fine,” she
whispered.

“Liar,” he accused as he sat next to her
without touching her. “Vampire-B-Gone, huh?”

She gave him a wry smile. “When you find
something that works, you stick with it.”

“I guess so,” he had to agree. And he was
especially glad he had decided not to feed from her yesterday. But
he hated it meant he couldn’t touch her now. He suspected she could
use it.

She sat up. “Thank you,” she said earnestly.
Had he not come along when he did, both she and Constantine could
have been history.

“Yeah, well don’t let it get around,” he said
with a half-smile. “If it gets out I’m a part-time vampire hunter
it could really ruin my reputation.”

She gave him a genuine smile. “Your secret is
safe with me,” she promised. They heard the muffled groan from
behind them and turned to see Constantine crawl up on the bed.
“What happened?” he asked.