Kade's Dark Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans) (21 page)

Kade’s head lolled back. “Sydney, you’re killing me.”

That is exactly what she was planning...to bring him to his knees. Pumping his stiff, wet shaft in her hand, she gradually slid his thick hardness into her warm, parted mouth. She pumped him in and out, sucking and relishing every hard inch of him while sweeping her tongue along his length. Reaching under his rigidity, she caressed his tightened balls, tenderly rolling them in her hand. In a swift movement, she sucked his sensitive globes while continuing to stroke him relentlessly.

Kade sucked a sharp breath, unable to endure the sweet torture of her moist, warm mouth. “Sydney, stop, please, I want to make love to you...which I won’t be able to do if you keep that up."

Seductively, Sydney released him from her mouth pulling his pants down and off in the process. It was her turn to dominate, well at least take the initiative. God, she loved this man. She thirsted to enjoy his magnificent body. Standing up, she switched places with Kade, and pressed him down into the soft, leather loveseat. “I want to enjoy every inch of you Kade Issacson, every hard inch,” she purred. Climbing over him and yanking her dress up, she pulled off her thong and balanced her knees on either side of Kade’s thighs, hovering over his narrow hips, but not yet touching him. Kade clasped his strong hands around her waist, allowing Sydney to direct the play.

The deep aching heat between Sydney’s legs threatened to hasten her approach, but she wanted this to last. Desperately needing to taste Kade’s skin, she slowly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it aside.

Kade reached under her dress to touch her only to find the bare, silky skin of her soft flesh. “Aw...Sydney...so very, very wicked. You are a naughty girl, my naughty girl. Truly, I cannot take waiting. Come here.”

Placing his hand behind Sydney’s neck, he pulled her toward him and fiercely kissed her. He captured her soft lips, his tongue finding hers. The kiss exploded a hunger within. Kade was intoxicating, delicious. She ran her fingers through his hair, pressing their lips together in a hard, demanding kiss. His fingertips dug into the smooth skin of her ass and massaged her toned muscles.

Allowing her hand to roam below, she rubbed his throbbing erection against her slick, wet crease, readying him for her. A burst of ecstasy shook her body as she guided him into her slowly, one incredible inch at a time. Slowly she sank all the way down on him, enveloping his entire length, joining their bodies as one. “Yes! Kade, oh my. You are so hard, so big. Please, oh yes!”

She arched her back, moving up and down into a rhythmic motion that stimulated her most tender nub. Sensing her increasing arousal, Kade reached a hand up and slid down the straps of her dress, freeing her full, heavy breasts. Leaning forward, he captured a nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting its tortured peak. Sydney moaned again, opened her heavy lidded eyes and watched as Kade mastered her body.

The sight of him pushed her over the crest. She began forcefully riding him, both of them rocking to her rhythm. Sydney felt dizzy as her body started to shake intensely. Kade bit her softly on her breast pushing her into an explosive climax. She cried out his name as she shuddered, riding out the last wave of her orgasm.

Kade reluctantly separated from her, dominantly lifting her from his waist. He looked over to the desk and raised an eyebrow at her, asking for her permission.

Sydney immediately understood his request. “Oh yes. Very, much, yes,” she excitedly agreed.

Facing her toward the end of his antique, cherry desk, he gently bent Sydney over it and placed her hands flat in front of her. Sydney grew hot as the cheek of her face settled on the cold, leather desktop. Kade lifted her dress to expose the creamy flesh of her backside, rubbing it over and over. “You ready for me, love?”

“Please, Kade. I need you now. Inside me. Make love to me,” she pleaded. Sydney felt her breath quicken as she anticipated his entrance.

He loved this woman more than life itself. Flattening his hands on her buttocks, Kade plunged inside of her core, filling her with his hardness. Her warm, moist sheath massaged his cock as he pumped in and out of her. He knew he wouldn’t last long. Letting a hand slide up her back, he wrapped the long hair of her ponytail in a fist tugging her back into him. She screamed his name in rapture, the pain and pleasure of the moment almost too much to bear.

Their bodies moved together as one. As he drove himself deep inside her, she pushed back on his shaft. Both Kade and Sydney fought for breath as they approached climax. Moving in response to one another, Kade let go of her hair to tightly hold her by the waist, thrusting harder and harder. Knowing they were both close, Kade leaned over pressing his chest to her back and whispered in Sydney’s ear. “I love you. Forever, you are mine.” With those words, he slammed into her one last time while biting down on the back of her neck, releasing her divine blood into his mouth.

The slice of his teeth plunged her into an uncontrollable orgasm with pulsating waves of pleasure resounding throughout every square inch of her skin. Sydney’s contracting sex convulsed around Kade’s cock, and he groaned loudly erupting inside of her.

I love you.
He just told her he loved her. Kade gathered Sydney into his arms, resting both their exhausted bodies on the loveseat.

She cuddled into him, kissing his broad, muscled chest. “Kade?”

“Yes love?”

“I love you too. I'm not sure how it happened, or what kind of a future we can have...but I love you.”

He kissed her head. She finally understood. She was his.

Sydney was delightfully sore after making love with Kade in his office. She loved him, and she told him she loved him, and Kade loved her back. She smiled to herself, combing through her freshly washed hair. A swell of love blossomed in her chest. She was ecstatic over Kade’s declaration of love. Sydney wasn’t sure how it was going to work with her living in Philadelphia, but she couldn’t dwell on the details right now. Nothing was going to put a crimp in her day, except for Simone.

Damn Voodoo, vampire bitch. Sydney sobered with the thought that they were about to go bust a mage, one who could very well put their lives in danger with dark magic. The address traced back to a large, abandoned building in the Warehouse District. Going in at night would give them a greater advantage, since the vampires would have the full use of their powers. Sydney, on the other hand, knew she’d be at risk given her many human frailties, like not being able to see in the dark. Luca provided her with a pair of comfortable, state-of-the-art, night goggles so she could see better, but she still lacked the speed and power of the vampires.

After securing her hair in a neat, French braid, Sydney pulled on her Alpinestars black, leather pants. The rugged fabric clung tightly to her finely toned figure, allowing flexibility with built in Kevlar stretch panels. It might be a tad hot wearing leather pants on a warm, summer night in New Orleans, but her skin needed protection especially given the fact they would be traipsing through an abandoned building. She yanked a thin, black, cotton, long-sleeved t-shirt over her head, but not before hiding a miniature, curved, sheathed Kerambit knife in a hidden compartment of her sports bra. Strapping on the bullet and stab proof Kevlar vest, she was almost ready to go. Damn, this thing was uncomfortable, but she was not chancing it tonight. She was pretty sure stakes would be flying if they happened to meet up with Simone’s vampires.

Sydney added a lightweight, concealer jacket, which sported several hidden pockets and compartments where she could stash her ammunition: stakes, darts and silver chains. She strapped on both waist and leg holsters, loaded them up and paced the room, satisfied with the weight of her trusty Sigs. Before lacing up her black, Fort Lewis, military boots, she shoved a small, sheathed, push dagger next to her ankle. The arrow-pointed knife was small, but effective in hand-to-hand combat. Lastly, she pulled her pistol crossbow out of her pink backpack, checked and counted the wooden darts. Everything looked as if it was in order. She strapped it across her chest, and it slung behind her back. Lifting the night goggles off the bed, she sucked in a breath, letting courage run through her veins. It was time to go kick some mage-ass, and hopefully get one step closer to capturing Simone.

Entering the great room, Sydney steadied herself, taking in the sight of the vampires towering above her. They were also dressed in black, combat outfits and were ready to fight. In the doorway, she was surprised to see a large, black wolf with amber eyes staring at her. She was tempted to ask if someone brought their dog, but thought better of it, realizing it was Tristan. Sydney didn’t think he’d appreciate the dog joke, so she just nodded at him, not sure of what to say to his wolf. He yelped in response, and padded over to her side, rubbing against her leg.

When Kade entered the room, his presence dominated the space, the air shifted. The wolf retreated away from Sydney, sensing Kade advancing directly over to her. Her body tingled, seeing him dressed in black leather dangerously moving across the room. He looked amazingly sexy yet formidable. An animal in pursuit: hot, menacing, enticing. It was as if she and Kade were the only two people in the room. As he leaned over, he captured her soft lips pressing them to his. Releasing her, he whispered in her ear, “You are ravishing in all that leather, love. It makes me want to take you upstairs and show you how I very much appreciate your outfit.” He kissed her once again, asserting his claim on his woman.

Dominique snorted. “Seriously, you guys? Enough with the lovey-dovey crap. It’s time to go kill some bad guys. I am so looking forward to finding that little bitch who silvered me to the table,” she sneered. Filing her long, red nails into fine points, Dominique had thought hard and well about what she was going to do to that mage and Rhea, if that even was her real name. She was looking forward to slicing into Rhea’s soft, human body and drinking her dry.

Sydney smirked at the sight of a badass vampire girl worried about how her nails looked when she was about to go into combat. “Hey Dominique, how are the wrists? Your nails look great, love the color,” she quipped

“Thanks, Syd. Wrists are great. Amazing what a little blood can do,” she laughed. “And the color? Sanguine Red. Want to make sure my nails look good when I decimate that little, sub bitch who silvered me last night.”

Sydney raised an eyebrow at her, grinning. “Okay, then. Good plan. Can’t say that I blame you after what she did to you yesterday. Hopefully, we’ll find her there tonight.” She didn’t ever want to be on Dominique’s bad side.

Kade moved to the center of the group, commanding attention. “So, here’s the deal. We are going downtown to the Warehouse District. Even though the building is abandoned, the area is active with humans, so keep a low profile. That means no killing within sight of others. Keep it in house.” His lips tightened. “All we know so far is that Asgear is the mage that purchased the Van Van oil. So it is a good possibility that he is the one who is helping Simone. Asgear may be harboring dark magic, so no going it alone...stay together. Watch your step for booby traps. We’ll be partnering up...Luca and I will go in first, then Xavier and Sydney. Dominique and Etienne, you bring up the rear. Tristan will be monitoring the outside, making sure we don’t get any surprises while we’re in there. If possible, we need the mage alive so we can get Simone’s location. Got it?”

A sea of nods erupted, and Luca coughed. “We are taking two large vans so we have enough room to bring Asgear back to the compound. As far as Simone’s fledglings, my advice is to stake them and put them out of their misery. They will be unable to give us any information because of their blood tie to Simone. That’s about it. Everyone stay safe tonight.”

With that, the sober group filed out the door and into the vans. Kade prayed they’d all be coming back tonight.

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The abandoned building was located on the outskirts of the Warehouse District. Sprinkled with restaurants, galleries and bars, the 'SoHo of the South' bustled with people on summer nights. Luckily, the address was located a little off the beaten trail, far enough away from most activities, reducing the risk of human interference. From the outside, the two story, large, brick building looked desolate, with indecipherable graffiti painted on the walls. Sydney noticed all the front windows had been boarded over, some with new plywood and some with old. Perhaps there was a recent tenant? Who would take the time to put new plywood up on an old, abandoned building? As they circled the building, Kade pointed to the front doors, double steel with small square windows that had been spray painted over in black. There was another single door lower down on the building, which looked like it could possibly lead to a basement.

Driving around to the back of the building, they parked the vans. Kade, Luca and the others silently exited, seeking a back entrance. Sydney guessed the vampires might have been telepathically communicating, as they appeared well synchronized, quickly locating and shimmying open the rusted locks on the rotting, wooden warehouse door.

A rush of stale air choked Sydney’s lungs as the door swung open. Many of these old buildings had been abandoned in the late eighteen hundreds, outliving their usefulness as factories or mills. But this building stank of stale blood, decaying bodies, urine, and garbage, smells she was all too familiar with working the city streets of Philadelphia. She may not have been a vampire, but she was certain recent activity happened in this place. A chill ran up her spine as she remembered the vampire who attacked her in her home. Were there more just like him waiting here for them?

Total darkness descended upon them as they entered the dark hallway. Sydney flipped on her night vision goggles, and swung her pistol crossbow to her chest. Looking behind her, she saw Dominique and Etienne moving in stealthy silence. A confining, steep staircase led to a gray, steel, state-of-the-art security door. Pivoting around to face the group, Kade silently signaled his intent to breach the door. Muscular vampires would have no difficulty physically breaking it down. Bracing himself for impact, Kade raised his fingers. One. Two. Three.