Hex and the Single Witch (Vehicle City Vampires) (17 page)

Satinka Tala’s
house, err…mansion, sat in the richest neighborhood in Flint, Woodcroft Estates.
In any other area the homes would be worth half a million and up. Hell they
used to be worth it here. Not anymore.

I heard a
stripper recently bought one of these beauties for $190,000.

I wonder if she
knew her neighbors were vampires.

Satinka answered
the door. “Hello, Anwyn. I have been expecting you. I think Galen will be
pleased to see you.”

I glanced at
Mel, wondering how much of this had been planned.

“Did he know I
was coming?”

“No, I did not
want to get him worked up, then not have you show. I do have good news for you
to tell him though. His blood donor was found. Alive. She got herself a new
boyfriend and is with him, she was just afraid to tell us. Some vampires do not
like their donors leaving. Of course, we are not like that at all.” She smiled
nervously at me, like I would have thought the worst of her.

Everything I saw
or heard of Satinka Tala had her as a strong, self-assured and powerful
vampire, yet around me she acted nervous and…kinda weird.

“Anwyn, Troy
will escort you to Galen’s chamber. Mel and I need to talk. Please pass on the
good news to Galen and let him know he is free to leave.”

“Uh, okay, I’ll
let him know.” This was so weird. I was just dismissed and given instructions
to follow. I wondered if it could get any stranger as I followed a very large
and hairy Guardian werewolf to Galen’s chamber.

****

As soon as the
door opened Galen was in my face. “Anwyn, I am so glad to see you. I find it
hard to believe Satinka let you visit.” He acted so giddy, almost childlike in
his exuberance. He reached for me then stopped, his enthusiasm suddenly gone. “You
probably should not be here. Another woman is missing.”

“No, she’s not.
I was sent to give you a message. Your donor was found alive and well with her
new boyfriend.”

“Oh thank God! I
was so afraid another innocent would suffer…because of me. Charlotte has always
been so kind to me. I would never want her to suffer.” His happiness filled the
room.

My stomach
clenched with jealousy when he said her name. I wondered how intimate they’d
been, how long she’d been his donor. Shit, jealousy. Something I wasn’t used to
feeling. I shoved it down, tried to ignore it.

“It’s not your
fault Galen and technically,” I wondered if I should even tell him this, would
it make a difference, “they aren’t really suffering. I mean yes, the women get
killed, but they aren’t tortured or even hurt before they die. It’s nothing
like the horrors you described to me. Galen, I’ve read almost every one of the
victims, seen their last moments. This killer gives them immense pleasure,
pleasure like they’ve never known before, and then drains the life out of them.”

“So he is
killing them with pleasure?” he asked incredulously.

“Not really
killing them with pleasure, but draining the blood while giving them the most intense
sexual experience ever.”

He looked
thoughtful. “Interesting.”  He mused. “I did not know you experienced such
detailed visions. So you have seen their deaths? Then why is it you have not
found this man?”

“The killer is
completely blocked. He uses magick as a shield to hide his identity completely.
Even the victims remember nothing.”

“The victims?”
He looked spooked.

“Yeah, some have
hung around. Their spirits. But even their memories are blocked. The spell is
extremely powerful.”

“If you never
see this man, how can you be sure it is not me?”

I moved closer
to him. Goddess, I wanted him. I needed him. All those suggestive letters… It
was time I got a little aggressive. “Galen, I just know it is not you.” I
walked around him and dropped my jacket on a chair. “Now enough of this talk of
death, let’s talk about something else. Like all the gifts, notes and letters
you’ve been sending me. I’m wearing the little black thong you sent.”

His nostrils
flared and his eyes shimmered with his green fire of desire. “We cannot, I must
not, it is too dangerous...”

 I pushed him
into the chair and covered his mouth with mine. “Quit talking and just enjoy
the ride.” I straddled him, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. A sigh
escaped as I finally reached in and touched his chest, his smooth muscular
chest. I traced designs and swirls over his pecs and abs causing him to shudder
and shiver, and then leaned over, kissing his neck and finding the smooth
hollow of his throat. I lingered there tracing designs with my tongue. He
squirmed under me, trying to protest. While teasing his neck with my lips, I
slid my fingers to his jeans and the bulge straining to be released. I caressed
it, running my fingertips across it, pressing and stroking through the denim.

 With a growl he
gave up fighting and took control, standing up, lifting me in the air and
pushing me onto the couch, pressing his lean body into mine. I moaned softly in
his ear. My skin tingled wherever he touched me. His lips found mine, and I
hesitantly slipped my tongue between them. He responded by darting his tongue
inside my mouth. It tasted of cinnamon and dark chocolate. I wrapped my fingers
in his long waves and pulled him deeper into an embrace. I wanted him, all of
him.

 He pulled away,
looking at me intensely, his eyes full of desire and hunger. Seeing him above
me sent heat throughout my body where it puddled in my groin. I was tempting
the beast, but I wasn't afraid. I felt a rush and reached to undo his jeans. He
responded by pushing my dress up around my waist and yanking my little black
thong down. I yanked at his jeans and underwear until they were out of the way.
His hand crept up my body until he touched my breast, cupping it in his palm as
he thumbed the nipple sending intense waves of pleasure rolling through me. His
knee pressed against my inner thigh. He spread me open as he eased himself
between my legs.

 He pulled away
again and looked deep into my eyes, the wanting, the desire, the bloodlust, it
was all there making me crave him. There was no turning back now. I arched my
back and thrust against him, his shaft had been poised, ready to enter and I
impaled myself on him. A guttural sound escaped from him, he lowered his body
and met my demands by thrusting into me. I gasped as he fully entered me, filling
my body and soul with his presence and his need. His lips found my throat
gently kissing and teasing, a casual graze of his teeth caused fear and desire
to flood my senses. God, what was I doing? This man, this...this...vampire
could kill me in a heartbeat, but deep inside I knew he wouldn't, he would
never let himself lose control and go too far...would he?

 He must have
been reading my mind, because he let out a soft wail of anguish and pulled away
from me leaving me cold and alone on the couch.

 “I cannot! I
must not do this to you, I will not risk it.” He looked sad, broken, standing
there naked in front of me.

 “Galen, I trust
you, I believe in you.”

 “But I do not
believe in myself.”

 “You didn't
kill those women. I know it in my heart you didn't do it, you're not a killer!”

 His eyes grew
cold. “I killed before, why not now?”

 “Because, you
were different back then, starved and forced to kill. Probably, even spelled
into doing it. The one who made you was cruel, he enjoyed the killing. He tried
to make you enjoy it too. But you didn’t then, and you don’t now.”

 “Maybe I did
enjoy it, maybe I never really changed; maybe you cannot change your nature. I
am a predator, a killer. That is all I will ever be. The only reason you are
here with me is because of the thrill of the unknown, I am the forbidden fruit.
I am a monster. And you want to put yourself in the hands of a monster and risk
your life.” His anger caught me off guard, and it made me angry.

 “That's not why
I'm with you! You have to accept you are a man and a vampire, the danger and
desire are part of you. You can't do the what ifs and try to separate the two,
it doesn't work that way. Accept who and what you are. I have and I love you
for all of it, you are a dangerous creature but you are also a loving man.”

 “That does not
change the fact women have died, women I had sex with, women I drank from. I do
not remember killing them, but what if I lost control like I used to, and I
just do not remember. I never want you to be one of them. I can't risk it. I
don't want to kill you, Anwyn.” A soft sob escaped him. He sank to his knees
and dropped his head to my chest. His soft black hair spread over my breast and
a tear dripped onto my nipple. He was everything; fragile, strong, dangerous,
weak, man, beast, beautiful...Goddess help me, I loved a vampire.

 I lifted his
chin up and made him look at me. “Galen, we’re safe here, right? Satinka’s
Guardians are everywhere. Satinka probably has this place wired with cameras.
If things get out of hand, they’ll come in and stop it, right?” He just nodded.
“Then make love to me, Galen. Can you do it without drinking; can you do it for
me? Can you separate the two? I need to feel you; I want you so bad, please.” I
couldn't believe I begged.

 “I am not sure
if I can, the sex and blood—it is all connected. I have drunk plenty of times
before without sex, but have only had sex a few times without the blood…and it
was not by choice.” His eyes grew pained. I knew he must be referring to some
kind of torture his maker had put him through or perhaps self-torture, a type
of restricted diet.

 “You're strong,
you can do it. It will minimize the risk of you hurting me.” I pulled him up
and kissed his lips lightly, then kissed the tear trail down his cheek. His
penis swelled against me and I opened myself to him again. He entered me
slowly, hesitantly, gently thrusting inside my wetness. My need grew with every
stroke and I arched my back, grinding my hips against him. “Roll over, let me
be on top.” In his eyes I could see him struggle with his need and his fear,
but he rolled over and let me take control. I rode him smooth and slow at
first, but I wanted the release, the rush. I thrust my hips harder, faster,
staying upright and keeping my neck far away from his teeth.

 The heat
pulsated through me, I was going to explode. Galen stiffened under me, his cock
going rigid as he pumped liquid fire into me. I grew dizzy, colors swirled
around me, wild with passion. Digging my nails into his shoulders, I cried out
as I climaxed. Wave after wave rocked my body, leaving me shuddering on top of
him.

 My body still
pulsated around his semi hard erection as I sat up and looked at him. He stared
at me with a look I couldn't read, but a slight smile tugged at the corner of
his mouth. “Damn, woman that was wild. You just could not take no for an
answer, you took charge and rode me like a wanton little whore.”

 I smiled even
though I knew with the heat flaming over my face, it blushed furiously. I
secretly loved taking charge, what I wanted for once.

 He laughed and
kissed me playfully. “That was amazing. I have always been the one in charge;
it was nice having someone else do the controlling. You are a damn
strong-willed witch.”

 I ignored his
comment and kissed him. “I knew you could stay in control. Not one fang mark
anywhere.” My blood was rushing so fast through my veins I couldn’t really
think straight. I know he felt it, but kept himself under control.

 His smile
disappeared. “This time. You have no idea how strong the bloodlust is, how connected
the desire for sex and blood are. I am not sure how long I can deny the urge to
taste you while we make love.” He could barely tear his eyes away from the
pulse in my neck.

 “I trust you
and I'm willing to risk it.” I pulled his chin so he was looking at my face not
my neck.

 “Of course you
do, that is exactly what I am afraid of.”

Chapter 23

Galen guided me
out of the maze like mansion to the foyer where Mel waited for me with a wicked
evil grin on her face.

I ignored her
and turned to Galen. “Are you going to continue to stay here?”

“No, if Satinka
thinks it is okay for me to leave then I am going home. I hate being stuck in
that room.”

“Okay, well if
you need anything let me know. Maybe you could stop by later.”

He gently kissed
my lips. “I probably will not get the chance tonight. I need to talk to
Satinka, then run some errands and head home. I’ve been here for days and have
not gotten anything done.”

What did a
vampire need to do? He didn’t have a job, did he? Hmm, I really needed to ask
more questions. This whole not automatically knowing things really threw me off
my game. Speaking of which…

“Right, tomorrow
is better for me too. I totally forgot I told Mel I’d go over to her place for a
while. You know, girl time.” I smiled, looking forward to hanging with Mel. It
had been awhile.

Galen smiled a
really amazing smile making my knees weak. “Great. Be safe, Anwyn.”