Sundown & Serena (5 page)

I turned to the sound of the voice, and saw a
tall dazzling blond man in back of me. He was very good-looking,
his build much like Terian’s; tall and broad shouldered. But his
coloring was fair, very fair, his heart-shaped face almost like an
angel’s. His eyes were a weird light shade of brown I found
unsettling.
Wait, are those red tints? Is he a
fucking demon too?

“Come and sit with me,” he whispered, taking
my hand, and bringing it to his lips. “My friend doesn’t like to be
watched.”

I looked back over to see both man and woman
had stopped having sex, and were staring at me with hostility.
Though I had every right to be where I was, I blushed red and
turned away.

The handsome blond led me into the other room
to the bar, where we both sat down. He picked up a glass of white
wine. “Want a drink? You look like you could use one.”

Hell yes
. I was no
voyeur. And hearing those scuffling noises start up again was
unsettling, now I knew what was causing them. “Sure.”

He motioned to Gary. The bartender poured me
a glass of white wine, and pushed it to me, his hand shaking
hard.

“I don’t want any of that shit!” I said
belligerently. “Give me a drink! That’s what I asked for.”

The blond smiled faintly, and motioned for
Gary to pour me a shot of whiskey. “You heard her.”

Gary poured me a shot of some kind of fancy
scotch, and pushed it to me. I took it and drank it down in one
gulp, admiring the smoothness. I asked for another one, and he
poured me more. I downed that one, too. Now I was feeling a little
better, I turned to the blond man and offered him a sexy smile.
“Thanks. So how’s your night so far?”

The blond was studying me. “Want to come home
with me?” he offered, looking pleased.

I’d heard a lot of pick-up lines in my life,
but this was the first time I’d been propositioned so bluntly.
Maybe, but I’m going to make you work for
it.
“No.”

“To a hotel, then?” he said, unfazed.

“No,” I said again. “I don’t go home with
men.”

“Fine then,” he said, nonplused. “We’ll go to
your place.”

“Aren’t you getting ahead of yourself?” I
snorted.

“Don’t you want me?” he said bluntly. “Didn’t
you come here to find someone to bed?”

Well, I had, but doing it and admitting it
aloud were two different things. “I—”

“Don’t lie. I can tell by your eyes you’re
thinking about how much fun we could have together.” His voice was
a dangerous purr.

This guy’s not the usual
hard-drinking brawler who hangs out here. Maybe Gary had been right
to tell me to leave. Maybe I should go.
I got up from the
barstool unsteadily.

“Don’t you want to have at least one orgasm,
before you go home to your lonely bed?” the blond murmured softly.
“Cin is coming right now.”

The scuffling noises were faint, and very,
very fast. There came a woman’s soft cry of climax. A few seconds
later, the sounds abruptly stopped. The jukebox had stopped
playing, too.

Utter silence descended. The blond man moved
closer to me, and I felt him kiss me lightly, very lightly up my
neck. His lips were almost cold, and so were his hands. But his
caresses were practiced and skilled, his deft hands and lips moving
over my skin like an enveloping fog of pleasure. Before long he had
me sighing as he touched me. Then he began to sing to me
softly.

“I can see you lying back in your satin
dress, in a room where you do what you don’t confess.”

His captivating voice washed over me, making
my knees go weak and my resistance waver hard. His choice of song
wasn’t surprising, but his voice was so beautiful, like an
angel’s.

“Come home with me, Sundown,” he purred
seductively. “We’ll have a good time. I’m a considerate lover. I
promise you, you’ll love every moment of our time together.”

I liked the feel of him and wanted more.
To hell with him being dangerous.
I turned
to him and said, “Okay.”

“I should ask you now, are you willing for
other kinds of sex, besides the kind you just saw here tonight?”
the blond asked quietly. “I like the full experience, so to
speak.”

Chapter
Five

I felt a thrill, then wariness. “I don’t go
in for anything that hurts, or leaves scars.”

“I’ll do nothing that causes you pain,” he
said with a gentle caress. “And if you tell me to stop at any time,
I will. I promise.”

“Then you’re on,” I said with a sultry
smile.

“Good,” he said, a pleased note in his words.
“Drink your scotch, and we’ll go.”

I turned to see Gary had vanished. But there
was indeed a scotch there on the bar near my hand.

I drank it down in a gulp, and then he began
to touch me in earnest. “Do you need some money?” he whispered in
my ear, massaging one breast through my clothes, his other arm
pulling my body close to his. “I’ll give you some, if you’re open
to another man joining us.”

As interesting as I found the idea of a
threesome, I took offense at the offered money. “I’m not a whore,”
I said mildly. “I don’t fuck unless I want to.”

“Too bad,” he said with actual reluctance. “I
was hoping to pay you, so my friend and I could have you
together.”

“I don’t do blondes,” a disgusted, hissing
voice said. “You know that. And I have my own woman. Leave me out
of your games.”

I turned. The dark man from the back room was
standing there in the doorway, dressed now, his dark woman beside
him. She was baring her teeth at me, and they looked kind of funny,
almost too long.

“She looks like that topless dancer from over
on Prospect Ave.,” the woman said with a sneer to the blond man. “I
should have known you were paying for it, now that you’re
nothing.”

“Go fuck yourself, Cin,” the blonde said
pleasantly, “You’re done here for tonight. Get your ass out that
door before I kick it out myself.”

Cin gave the dark man a look, like he should
defend her. But he just motioned with his head that she should
leave. She hissed at him with those odd teeth of hers and he just
looked back at her as if he wasn’t impressed.

“Fuck you!” she hissed at him. He reached out
to grab hold of her, but she jerked free. “Don’t come to O’Malley’s
again, expecting me to lie with you,” she hissed once more, then
left, grabbing a purse and going out the door.

I eyed the dark man. He was eyeing me in
return. But his expression had no lust in it, no real emotion at
all.
Weird. Doesn’t he care he’s just been broken up with?
Well, maybe she hadn’t meant it, for all I knew this scene played
out every Saturday night; I hadn’t been here in more than six
months.

“You should reconsider joining me, seeing as
it looks like you’re single again,” the blond said snarkily to the
dark man. “I’d love you to show her your other form, and then watch
you have her.”

“Other form?” I said in confusion, my words
slurring. “What the hell are you talking about? I’m not into
threesomes unless the other partners are male.”

“I don’t want any of her, or what you are
planning,” the dark man hissed. “Leave me out of it.”

“You sure, Lash? She looks just like
her.”

I fainted, or passed out, because the next
thing I remember, I was waking up in bed beside another woman. She
was naked and also blonde, but platinum blonde. I thought I
recognized her from a club across town, but I could have been
wrong. With enough makeup and a wig, one woman can look like the
twin of someone she normally wouldn’t resemble at all.

“Who are you?” I said, pushing myself up,
only to discover my clothes had been replaced by a black velvet
robe.
What the hell? Why is she naked, and I’m
not?
“Where are we?”

“I’m Cassy,” she said quietly. “Where are we?
I was in a bar with a blonde—”

“So was I.”

“And here I am,” the handsome man said,
reappearing and strolling over to us dressed in a gray robe.
“Cassy,” he said enticingly. “Come into the shower with me.”

“But I’m clean,” she protested.

“I asked you to do it,” he said with a growl.
“Do it now. Or else leave.”

Cassy got up, and followed him into the
bathroom. Water began running.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up again
on the floor. I got to my feet unsteadily. The water was still
running. With effort, I got to the doorway and looked in.

The man was kissing Cassy in the shower,
touching her intimately, and she was moaning and writhing. The guy
suddenly reared back, I saw long fangs, and a second later, he’d
buried them in her throat. She cried out, then pulled him to her,
caressing him with longing, her moans loud over the rush of the
water.

Suddenly, the blond jerked backward, and
blood fountained up. He had ripped out Cassy’s throat. She
struggled weakly, her mouth gasping soundlessly. He pushed his face
into her neck, closing his eyes as her blood covered him, running
down his face. He fastened his mouth over her throat, and began
drinking.

The fangs, the cool skin,
the blood... God, he’s a vampire.

I slid down to the floor, and collapsed.

I awoke back in the bed. I screamed when I
opened my eyes and saw the blond beside me. I tried to run, but he
grabbed my arm tightly, preventing me from leaving.

“Vampire...you’re a—!”

“Shh,” he said calmly. “You just had a bad
dream. I had to wake you. You were screaming.”

I rubbed my eyes, noticing that I still had
on my own clothes, not the black robe I thought I’d been wearing.
What happened?

“You passed out in the bar briefly. But you
drank six straight scotches, so that’s not unexpected. You passed
out again in the car on the way here. Do you remember?”

“No,” I said hesitantly, wondering if he was
lying about the amount I’d drunk. “And I usually do.”

“Lay there and rest then,” he said
reassuringly. “You’re safe. We’ll have sex when you wake up, if you
want to. If you don’t, I’ll have one of my men take you home.”

I eyed him dubiously, but he didn’t make any
moves, just looked at me with a bemused expression. I stretched
out, and fell asleep again. When I woke up, I felt a lot
better.

I rolled over to see the handsome man beside
me. He was naked now, and I drank in the sight of him. He not only
looked sexy as hell, he was well-hung, a solid ten-plus on the
scale of one to ten. The sight of him stiff for me excited me as
though I’d been without a man for a year.

“Are you feeling better?” he purred, his
odd-looking eyes almost happy.

“Yes,” I said, my tone like thick syrup as I
hurriedly undressed. “I want to feel you in me so bad—”

“I aim to please,” he said and chuckled. He
slid me over to him, helping me with my clothes and pushing them
aside, so he could see all of me. He caressed me with his fingers,
and I shivered beneath his hands, spreading my legs wide so he
could touch me intimately. He slid his finger inside my vagina, and
sighed, feeling my instant wetness for him.

“Tell me you want me to fuck you,” he hissed,
his eyes suddenly red-gold. “Say it!”

Vampire. He’s a vampire for
real! I did see him kill that girl, Cassy!
Strangely, I
wasn’t afraid. I knew on some level I should be, but I wasn’t. All
I could think of was how much I wanted him. “Fuck me, please,” I
moaned. “Please!”

“Beg me!” he said with a sneer.

“Please!” I said, almost crying. “Please,
I’ll do anything.”

“Anything?”

“Anything! Please, please!”

“Come here then,” he purred, rolling onto his
back. “And show me a little appreciation first. And then I’ll fuck
you, I promise.”

I knew what he wanted, just from the
expectant look on his face. With how large he was, it would
probably be uncomfortable for me to deep throat him. But I didn’t
care. There was only my need for him that was insatiable.
I have to have him. I have to!

I got up on my hands and knees, and crawled
to him. I put my hands on his dick, and saw belatedly he wasn’t
wearing a condom. “We need protection.”

“I don't use any, ever,” he said arrogantly.
“I’m sterile. Now get to it!”

“I—”

“Get to it, or leave,” he said scornfully. “I
have plenty of others to ask to my bed. You can go back to the bar
I found you in.”

I was drowning in a well of loneliness and
hopelessness. I couldn’t leave: I wanted to be loved! “No, please,
you promised—”

His tone was tender and soft when he spoke,
though his words were cruel, his expression pure relish. “Suck me
now, or leave, you bitch.”

I bent my head, and took him in my mouth. He
immediately thrust the full length of himself into my throat. I
gagged a little, but managed to take him all in.

Terian was big too, I’d had
practice...

Tears began to fall down my cheeks at
thoughts of Terian. Of how he would feel, to see me like this,
doing this to someone else.

The blond was thrusting into me hard, and a
second later he came. When I felt him begin to come, I tried to
draw back, to get him out of me, but he had hold of me, and he
wouldn’t let go. Worse, he pulled himself out of me enough so I
tasted him on my tongue, as he pumped into me over and over,
growling loudly. “Take it,” he spat at me, his eyes fully red now.
“Swallow it, bitch!”

I was crying hard now, feeling so debased.
But I did what he said, choking a little on his semen. He slipped
out of me, his penis still hard. Abruptly, he pushed me onto my
back, and slipped inside me with a growl. He stroked me skillfully
as he thrust, his fingers rubbing my clit, and within minutes, I
was coming for him hard. The orgasm was so powerful I felt as
though a train had hit me. I convulsed under him, screaming out
loudly.