The Breed Casstiel's Vow (3 page)

He moved his fingers lower,
circling her, then in one swift movement, plunged two fingers inside her.

She threw her head back and
screamed his name. Nothing made him harder than the look on her face as he
touched her; her eyes closed in concentration, her bottom lip quivering as she
fought to take in enough air.

His mouth went to her
breast as his fingers kept up their rhythm, suckling her as she moaned.

He felt her orgasm coming
by the way she was tightly clenching around him. He quickened his pace and took
the head of her nipple lightly between his teeth.

The sound of her screaming
his name as an orgasm rushed through her made his cock jerk and strain in his
jeans.

He refused to stop touching
her, driving her orgasm on until she was utterly spent, gasping for breath
beneath him.

With the sight of her
panting and writhing underneath him his self-control broke and he hurriedly
stripped off his shirt and pants.

She was waiting for him,
her eyes locked boldly onto his as she slowly spread her thighs wide, her
breasts heaving and her body trembling with the anticipation of him. 

She wanted him inside her
here and now, and he was going to give it to her.

“Cass!” A deep male voice
broke through the haze of the dream.

“Cass you
commin
’ with us to the bar or not?”
Another
male voice asked.

The dream was ruptured,
fractured. In less than a moment it was gone and she had faded from his eyes.

“Yeah yeah I’m coming, just
dozed off for a sec,” he snapped, teeth clenched, blood pounding.

“Cass you alright man?” A
big hand slapped him on the back from behind.

 It was Jax, the
squads blond haired blue eyed pretty boy. He was the shortest and stockiest
member of the team, standing at only five foot ten, but his shoulders were
almost twice as broad as Casstiel’s. He had the build and attitude of one bad
ass mother fucker, but the whole team knew he was a long walks on the beach,
poetry reading sap.

“Yeah I’m cool,” he grunted
as Jax took the seat across from him.

“I’m just saying you’ve
been sitting here nursing that jack for twenty minutes now,” he smirked.

Cass growled and slammed
the half glass of straight Jack Daniels to the back of his throat.

He wasn’t feeling the bar
scene tonight. The over played pop music and plastic women walking around in
skimpy outfits did absolutely nothing to interest him.

“That’s better,” Jax
laughed, his eyes twinkling, “Where’s Kain?”

“I saw him
assisting
some nice young lady to the bathroom about 20 minutes ago,” Kain was always
ready to help out a lady in need.

“Doesn’t waste any time
does
he?” Jax rolled his eyes at the behavior of his best
friend.

There was a time in his
life when Casstiel wasn’t any different than Kain. He would take any woman who
caught his interest and move on to the next immediately. No matter how many he
had they never seemed to dull his lust.

That was before the dreams
had started.

In the middle of Casstiel’s
rigidly structured life dreams of a fiery erotic beauty had erupted, each night
leaving him breathless and hungry for more.

Jax held up his empty glass
as the waitress who had been watching them from the bar came sashaying over.

“What can I get for you
boys?” She purred, leaning forward to give them a full view of the hot pink bra
under her wife beater.

“Another double shot of
jack straight,” Cass replied, and gave her a look that simply read
not
interested
.

Since the dreams had
started to intensify last year he had nearly lost all taste for regular woman,
and this blonde bombshell was far from what he was looking for.

“Make that two,” Jax said,
giving her an appreciative stare.

Reading the look on
Casstiel’s face loud and clear the waitress pouted her lips for a second then
turned her full attention to Jax, “
Mmm
… I like your
hair… can I touch it?”

She was referring to Jax’
perfectly sculpted faux-hawk, a hair cut that required a lot of time and energy
to keep up, none of which Casstiel would ever put into his own.

“Oh you can touch anything
on me you want sweetheart,” he replied giving her his most sinful grin.

“
Mmm
…Well
if you’re serious about that my shift ends in twenty minutes,” she winked and
ran her spray tanned fingers across his hair.

Before the dreams Cass
wouldn’t have hesitated for a second to take this girl up on her offer, but now
he just wanted to laugh out loud at how ridiculous the whole situation was.

“I’ll be here waiting
then,” Jax replied smoothly.

The waitress went back to
the bar, nearly pulling her hips out of socket with how hard she walked.

“Man she’s been eyeing you
since we walked in the door,” Jax sounded completely astonished, “what did you
even come out for?”

“Yeah well it took her all
of two seconds to forget all about me and move on in with you, so I’m not
exactly regretting my decision,” Cass rolled his eyes.

“Of course she moved on,
you said no,” he sounded more confused, “I mean what did you want a lifelong
commitment?”

The last thing on earth he
felt like doing was explaining that he was slowly becoming obsessed with the
girl from his dreams, and that no other woman could compare.

“Just a change in appetite,
I’m sick of bars,” he sighed trying to sound casual and like this whole conversation
wasn’t striking extremely close to home.

“Yeah lately you’ve been
more into sweet little red heads,” Jax said, looking around as if to spot one.

“What?” he
sputtered,
caught off guard.

Had it really been that
obvious?

“Yeah dude, that girl from
last week looked like she was coming from a knitting class or something, but
you were all over her,” Jax laughed, completely unaware of his inward panic.

He was remembering now; a
shy ginger with a cardigan sweater and jeans. The minute she walked through the
door he was trying to take her home.

“Finally this sack of shit
emerges!” Jax called out, jerking Cass out of his thoughts.

“Hey man, duty called,”
Kain replied shrugging his broad shoulders. His dark hair was military short as
usual, but his deep grey eyes were glazed over from the recent sex.

“Man why does Ghost never
come out with us? Girls go nuts for hot Asian dudes. He’d have a line of chicks
out the door waiting on him, especially with that whole rocker look he’s got
going on,” Jax asked for about the hundredth time since Ghost had joined the
team five years ago.

“He’s a private guy,” Cass
defended, “plus not everyone wants to put up with your bullshit.”

Ghost was the fourth and
final member of the defense team Casstiel ran out of the New York City Embassy.
He had come to them five years ago as a transfer from Los Angeles.  At
first they thought he would never make it out in the field and would probably
end up being a pencil pusher in another department, but he had proven them all
wrong.

He wasn’t as big as the
rest of the squad, weighing only about a hundred and eighty pounds, but that
made him light years faster. He was also more agile than any of the others,
especially Jax who was the clumsiest person Cass had ever met.

Ghost was trained in
several forms of martial arts and had knowledge of weapons that could go toe to
toe with Kain,
the Embassy’s expert.

Next to the basics however;
he was Japanese, a vampire, and coming close to eight hundred years old, they
knew almost nothing about him. 

When ‘business’ hours were
over he simply fell off the face of the earth never wanting to socialize with
anyone from the embassy.

Cass looked up in time to
see the waitress working her way over with their drinks.

“Well well
well
…
there’s
one more of you than
when I left,” she winked at Kain and set down the glasses.

“I figured I had to come
over and save you from these goons,” he smiled up at her.

“Well my friend
Ki
Ki
is pretty jealous that I’m
gonna have a good time later without her, so maybe one of you guys would like
to indulge her,” she purred sitting on Jax’ lap.

Kain’s eyes shot to
Casstiel and the intention was clear, as always they were giving him first
choice.

It wasn’t something that he
demanded of his men like other squadron leaders, but a perk his men forced him
to take. He had led them for the last thirty years, never putting them in risky
situations, and always being the first to shed his blood. He wouldn’t hesitate
for a moment to give his life to save any of theirs.

For these reasons
Casstiel’s men worked harder for him, and gave him more respect than most
embassy leaders could hope for. They were a well oiled machine, and he was the
one who insured it stayed that way.

Casstiel looked over at the
bar where another blonde in a mini skirt was staring him down, twirling the
straw in her drink around with her tongue.

“It’s all you Kain, I’m
gonna head home. You guys have a good night,” he tilted his glass back and
swallowed the amber liquid in one gulp.

“Oh I have a feeling we’re
gonna have a pretty good night,” Kain called after him as ‘
Ki
Ki
’ stumbled over to their table.

Casstiel headed out the
door with only one thing on his mind
,
getting back to his dream.

~

“Alright Mrs. Roberts I’ll
tell her…. Of course…. keep us updated… Ok…
buh
bye,”
the sound of conversation was like glass splintering in Tessa’s head.

She opened her eyes and
hissed as bright sunlight assaulted her.

“Well good morning!” Nora
shouted intentionally, “Having a nice hang over are we?”

Tessa swatted at her to get
away, but missed by a mile.

“I told you, you shouldn’t
have had that second drink,” Nora laughed as she flung open the curtains.

“You’re the one who poured
it for me,” She reminded her as she shoved a pillow over her face.

After all the stress and
awkward tension of her family leaving yesterday, she had decided to stay up
well past 2am drinking cocktails and watching movies with Nora.

Big
mistake.

“Get up, we’re not going to
waste the day because you can’t handle your alcohol,” Nora replied ripping the
pillow out of her grip.

“I’ll get up if you get me
a Gatorade, and then you can fill me in on my mom’s phone call,” she bargained
desperately.

Nora was back and shaking
the plastic bottle in her face before she had even made it fully upright.

“So what’s going on?” she
asked before taking a huge gulp of the life saving hydration.

“Well they met with the
woman who says she saw your brother. She’s a vampire who works for the embassy
out there in the defense department, which is a really good thing,” Nora
started explaining.

“What do you mean?” Tessa
asked, her brain functioning so slowly she could barely keep up with the
conversation, let alone put missing pieces together.

“Well working for the
defense agency you get special training, like how to better identify a suspect
or victim, which gives her a way better shot of having actually recognized
Quinn,” Nora continued.

“How did this lady even
know that my brother was missing?” she wondered. It had been so long since it
happened,
surely they weren’t still actively looking for
him.

“He’s in all the computer
data bases for the Breed. All the embassies have an alert out on him as well,”
Nora shrugged.

“It still amazes me that
the Breed would go so far to help us,” Tessa was amazed at how off her
assumptions of vampires and werewolves had been.

When her family showed up
on the door step of the Breed asking for help, and accusing their own kind of
kidnapping her brother, Tessa thought they would at the very least be made
prisoners.

 Instead they had been
shown to Sebastian and his mansion turned victims’ shelter. The Breed had
welcomed them in, took over financial responsibility for them, and began the
search for Quinn.

 “Annie wants us to
update Sebastian, but I think she’s just worried about him being lonely,” Nora
rolled her eyes at the idea of Sebastian actually wanting company.

“He obviously likes being
alone,” she shrugged, knowing that her mother always needed to be worried about
someone.

“He’s just… reserved. No
one likes being alone,” Nora replied, a look of sympathy crossing her face.

Nora and Memphis had lived
at the shelter for decades, making it their home. No matter how withdrawn and
cold hearted Sebastian seemed to be, Nora always saw a different, much sweeter
side to him.

 “So what’s the plan
now? What are they doing next?” Tessa asked anxiously.

“Memphis contacted the
first pack, the one in San
Diego,
he’s going out there
tonight to talk with them. The woman from the Embassy’s also going to help out
and meet with some of the local vampire families that don’t live in the
embassy, see if any of them have seen Quinn,” she recited from memory.

“This is going so much
slower than I thought,” Tessa replied, unable to keep the sound of worry out of
her voice.

 “Everything’s going
according to plan,” Nora soothed, “and we got great news today. Not only is
Quinn alive but he’s healthy, and your parents are one step closer to being
able to bring him home.”

“Yeah you’re right,” she
agreed, hating herself for how selfish she was feeling.

Quinn was the one out there
alone, not
her,
he was the one who really needed their
parents right now. 

“Come on get dressed, let’s
go shopping and cheer you up,” Nora smiled, wanting to keep her friend from falling
into a funk.

 “Alright but no
alcohol,” she laughed and headed into the bathroom.

~

After a couple hours of
sleep, in which he got to enjoy his seductress again, Cass returned to the
defense department. A quick look around told him that as usual he was the first
one in to work.