Into the Darkness (22 page)

her legs together to shut him out. Still, her body trembled

with pent-up lust. She needed to get out of here, needed to find

Rene before she succumbed to Inanna’s planned seduction.

For this was a seduction.

“When you take a human host,” Inanna crooned in her melodic voice, “it will be the same. They can be brought to orgasm, just from your bite.”

Inanna nodded at Pasqual and patted the seat beside her for

Sergio to join her. Sergio collapsed beside her, a damp spot on

the front of his trousers.

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Natalie started when Pasqual knelt before her. Her wild

gaze returned to Inanna who gave her a nod and a calm smile.

“You must take the edge off your hungers, for Rene’s sake.”

The soothing tone of her voice settled Natalie’s nerves,

and she watched Pasqual as though she stood outside herself

while he unfastened the silk frogs at the front of her robe and

bared her breasts to the room’s occupants.

“Lovely,” he murmured and leaned toward her.

She knew she’d been watched before—by cameras when

she’d made love with Rene. Still, it was a little alarming and a

lot arousing, knowing the couple seated on the opposite sofa

watched Pasqual fondle and suckle her breasts.

“Go on and pet him, darling,” Inanna crooned. “If he’s willing to submit to your bite, shouldn’t he be rewarded? Meals

should be lingered over. Appreciated. They should be pleasurable and sensual.”

“You make it sound like we’re having sex,” Natalie complained, even as she gasped at the pleasure heating her body.

Inanna lifted both eyebrows, her expression amused. “If

you desire it, you may. That’s entirely up to you and your

appetites.”

Natalie drew a deep breath, trying to draw back from the

edge. She reached out to push Pasqual’s head away from her

breast, but he clamped his lips around her nipple and drew so

hard her toes curled into the carpet.

Instead of repelling his advances, she thrust her fingers

into his hair and held him hostage.

The part of her that remained an observer was shocked

by her behavior, dismayed by the pleasure she took from a

stranger and the eroticism of allowing others to watch.

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That niggling voice whispered in her ear, telling her she

could take one quick bite, assuage her hunger—and stop.

She licked her lips and drew a deep breath. “I think I’d

prefer your neck, Pasqual.”

He laughed against her breast and gave her spiked nipple

one last flicker of his tongue.

“Just . . .” she gasped, “. . . just lean forward. I don’t need

you to touch me.”

Pasqual grinned and grabbed the hem of her robe, sliding

it upward with his palms. His smile dared her to object. “I

think you like it like this, don’t you?” he whispered as hands

closed around her hips and pulled her off the sofa to straddle

his hips.

“You watched the damn tape,” she growled, leaning toward

him to slide her cheek against his, “when I killed Gerard.”

But he was right, she did like it just like this.

Her teeth slid from her gums, and she sank into his neck,

drawing hard against his skin to bring his blood into her

mouth.

“Look at me,” Inanna said.

Natalie opened her eyes and found Inanna poised on the

edge of the sofa. “You will not lose yourself.”

Easier said than done, bitch.

Pasqual’s broad hands palmed her buttocks and dragged

her forward and back over his clothed erection.

The heat between her legs and flowing down her throat

was too much. She rubbed her naked breasts against his shirt

and ground her hips down, seeking release, seeking satiation.

Inanna’s laughter, light and musical, rang in her ears.

Natalie knew she was letting the moment get away from

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her.
This is betrayal. If I care so much for Rene, how can I do this

with another man?

As though she read her mind, Inanna said, “We don’t live

by the same rules as humans. Our definition of fidelity isn’t

as narrow. You’ll learn to accept this in time.”

Pasqual moaned and his body shuddered, his hips lifting to

center his erection between her labia. He jerked against her,

fucking her through his clothes.

Just when the familiar blackness swept over her, she opened

her jaws and withdrew her teeth, mewling as she came hard.

Her body shivered and twitched, and Pasqual rubbed his

hands down her back to her bottom and back up.

“Thank him for the gift,
damu,
” Inanna said.

Natalie pressed her face into the corner of his shoulder,

stifling a sob. “Thank you for the gift,” she repeated, understanding the significance of the blessing.

“You see? He’s taken the edge off your hunger. Your skin is

glowing and pink. You don’t feel as desperately hungry now,

do you?”

Natalie’s arms snaked around Pasqual’s waist, needing to

hold onto something solid. “How often? How often will I have

to do this?” she asked, hiding her face against his broad chest.

“Right now, in your season,” Inanna said, “you will have to

feed often. At least once a day.”

Natalie straightened away from Pasqual, who gave her a

soft smile. His pleasure appeared to have dulled his wolfish

smile.

I should feel guiltier than I do.
But Natalie acknowledged that

her stomach was full, and she could go back to Rene and perhaps make love without worrying about overindulging.

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Would he know what she’d done? Should she tell him?

A soft, embarrassed giggle sounded from the doorway.

Natalie jerked away, rising and pushing down the hem of

her robe.

The blonde woman who’d brought her food before smothered another soft laugh. “I’m sorry. I should have made a noise

or something.”

Natalie’s cheeks flamed. “I should get back to Rene,” she

said, shame making her voice husky.

“But you must stay,” Inanna said. “I insist. Your mother

has been very anxious to make your acquaintance.”

chapter

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hessa sat on the edge of the bed when Rene

Ccame out of the bathroom. Which was too

damn bad so far as he was concerned.

The soft training trousers she’d brought for him

to wear did little to hide the erection no amount of

masturbation seemed to relieve. He placed his hands

on his hips and dared her to drop her glance.

He should have known Chessa wasn’t the least

bit shy about checking him out. Her glance slid

south in a slow, sexy crawl that caused his cock to

pulse.

He cast a quick glance around the room for

Natalie.

“She’s not here. She won’t be back for a while.”

Rene didn’t like the fact his disappointment

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stung. He didn’t want to care. And he didn’t like the husky

quality of Chessa’s voice.

His hands fisted at his hips.

She sighed. “Partner, you’re all ate up.”

“Unless you have the key to get me out of here—now—

fuck off !” Restless, he prowled the room.

“No need to bite my head off. I’m just the messenger.”

“Just the messenger, huh?” Rene gave her a nasty scowl.

“Been enjoyin’ the show?”

Chessa eyed him warily. “I can understand how you’d be

pissed at me.”

“Oh? I don’t know. What the hell do I have to be mad about?

I’m living any guy’s fantasy. First, you leave me holed up in my

house with a virgin vampire. Then you shoot me full of shit to

kidnap me. You top it all off by chaining me to a goddamn bed

in a room full of hidden cameras. If I wasn’t so flattered by your

interest in my love life, I’d probably tear your head off.”

“Grumpy,” she muttered.

That capped it. Rene sprang on her, forcing her back to the

mattress. “Not grumpy, you fuckin’ bitch—I’m going out of

my mind!”

Chessa had the strength to fling him halfway across the

parish if she wanted. Instead, her lips curved in a feral smile.

“Horny, too.”

There was no denying that fact, when his cock rode her

cunt. Rene growled, but didn’t pull back. Not when his cock

craved the warmth of her pussy.

He ground himself helplessly against her. All fight draining out of him. “Chessa, get me out of here,” he said against

her hair, his voice hoarse.

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Her arms closed around him. “It’s okay,” she whispered.

“Tomorrow. I’ll take you out before dawn. Be ready.”

“Everything’s changing,” he said, rocking slowly into the

cradle of her thighs.

“Doesn’t have to be that way,” she said, her lips next to

his ear. “We can go right back to the way things were. If you

want.”

“I don’t know if I can—if I can forget.”

“Does she mean that much to you?”

“I don’t want her to.” Rene’s buttocks flexed and relaxed,

continuing the rocking motion that gave him some relief.

“Make me stop, Cheech.”

“Why?” Her lips slid along his cheek. “Your little virgin is

downstairs getting it on with her next meal.”

Rage, red-hot, flowed through him. “Doesn’t matter,” he

ground out, his cock pointing through his trousers, finding

the outline of her cunt lips through her clothing. Christ, release was right there!

“Sure it matters,” she said softly, lifting her hips and circling, helping him find her center. “She won’t be able to stop

herself, anymore than you can right now. Don’t you get it?”

“Fuck!” He got it all right. He’d screw a knothole right

now, just to relieve the ache. “Stop me, Cheech. You can make

me.”

“I don’t want to. I can help.”

“Won’t change how I feel.” And he felt like a beast, his

muscles tensing, bulking out, every part of his body straining

into her.

“Let me be your friend,” she whispered.

Only their friendship was getting too damn “friendly” by

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the second. How would he ever be able to pretend nothing

had ever happened when he got back to the real world? “Fuck

buddy, you mean?”

“No. I’m not that much of a masochist.” Her body tensed

beneath him.

It was all the warning he got. She rolled him, trapping his

body between her steely thighs.

“Cheech?”

She gripped the top of his pants and pulled them down his

hips, uncovering his cock, which sprang straight up. Then she

reached for his balls and shoved the elastic beneath them. “I’ll

give you release. No fucking to it.”

“Using the presidential definition?” he said, trying to make

it light, but hurting too bad to make it work. His cock was

heavy, filled to bursting.

“Yeah, I’m gonna blow you, buddy.” Her hands closed

around his cock.

He squeezed his eyes shut, too far gone to think of any lie

to make this not his choice. “Damn!”

“Pretend, if you have to.”

Pretend it was Natalie? He couldn’t. Not when Chessa’s hands were so much stronger, her body lighter and her

scent—not Natalie’s.

Her breath brushed his lips a moment before her mouth

opened over his, her tongue thrusting inside.

Rene’s arms crept up to close around her—but it was

gratitude, not anything deeper, urging her closer. He moaned

into her mouth, not liking the needy sound tearing from his

throat. Unfortunately, he figured he’d be whole lot noisier by

the time she finished with him.

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Chessa sucked on his tongue, her lips promising heaven if

she ever used them on his dick.

His fingers threaded through her soft hair, and he pushed

her away and down.

She let him guide her mouth, licking his skin as he shoved

her toward his cock, until her hot breath blew over his sex.

But she ducked lower and opened her mouth to suck his

balls.

He shouted something incoherent and dug his heels into

the mattress, bucking against her, knowing she could take his

rough strokes and not be unseated.

She mouthed him, her tongue flicking his balls, tugging so

strong he was coming unglued. Her hands closed around his

dick and squeezed hard, just shy of agony, ringing him and

shutting off his building orgasm. “Cheech! Let me fuckin’

come,” he gasped.

But she had other ideas. Her mouth sank over his cock, her

throat opening to let him slide deep.

No gurgling or choking, she swallowed hard and the back

of her throat constricted around him like a cunt—hot, wet,

massaging his shaft.

His hips stroked upward—sharp, frantic thrusts. If she’d

let go of the base of his cock for even a second he’d explode

like a bottle rocket.

Fingers rooted below his balls, sliding between his buttocks, caressing his asshole, making him so crazy his head

thrashed on the mattress and his whole body shuddered so

hard the bed shook.

Still, she didn’t let him get off.

When one slender finger breached his ass, he roared, his

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hips bucking, pistoning upward, his hands clutching sheets,

his breaths so jagged he felt like he’d run a marathon.