Read Knot (Road Kill MC #2) Online
Authors: Marata Eros
It had been the best fucking he had ever done, and yet he had not buried his flesh in hers, not truly fucked her as she ought to have been.
He felt a hand on his back and he was hauled off of the Druid, her legs still spread.
“What have you done? Fool!” Andrew hit Elias and he went careening into the wall. “You need but wait for the ritual to breed her!”
Elias wiped dark blood from his mouth and answered, “She is a virgin, I but went to her barrier.”
I watched the dark intent form in the eyes of Andrew.
“Of course!” He smiled at Elias. “She is technically untried but you get a taste of Druid flesh. Brilliant really.”
His eyes found mine, then sliding away, he took off his pants and positioned himself above Holly, who in the throes of her first real sexual experience, didn't know how to react.
“No!” I yelled, trying to go to Holly. But Elias was there, holding me back. “Do not interfere. She will be pleasured, you but need watch.”
I watched as Andrew put a finger inside Holly, searching for her virginity. Satisfied it was intact, he began to sink his cock inside her.
I watched as her hips rose, encouraging a deeper thrust. The thrust that would threaten to fuck her into non-virginity.
“No you don't, breeder,” Andrew said through clenched teeth, there will be time enough to make you ours. He slid in and out, about a third of his cock disappearing as it came out again. He began to move quickly, his movement a blur and murmured, “She's so tight... her flesh grabs mine. It begs for more,” he said as he rocked back and forth into her tight snatch.
She grabbed the ass that rode her tight cunt, writhing underneath his thrusts to seek deeper entry, crying out softly while he speared her innocence.
He stiffened above her and came, his body shuddering its release into her pussy. Holly shouted her own release and I could see Andrew's restraint not to shove the rest of his length inside her.
Two more reapers lined up and one said, “I can go the whole way inside her rose bud. I could plant my seed there and my entire cock.”
Holly lay with her legs spread, having put her ass up in the air as an offering and the Reaper put his fingers into her pussy, scooping shallowly for the cum he could find then inserting it in her tight bud. He moved his fingers in and out, finally, he replaced his fingers with the blunt tip of his cock. As he inserted his dick slowly into Holly's ass she rose to meet his gentle thrusting. Soon, they had developed a rhythm and Holly was bumping against the whole length of him as he buried his shaft in her virgin ass. He gave another thrust, then one more hard one, groaning as he released his cum in her ass, it puckered and throbbed around his cock, milking him of his juices even as she screamed her orgasm to the room.
The Reaper fell away, sliding a finger inside her tight bud one last time with a sigh.
The last Reaper came behind her and positioning behind her snatch he followed the example of the others before him, making a shallow thrust, he met the resistance of her virginity shield and fucked her to that point.
I could tell that he wanted to plunge deeper, groaning as he met the resistance too soon, but pulling out at just the right time to not breach the barrier. It was no easy thing as Holly didn't act like a virgin, but like a willing slut, throwing her pussy against him even as he pulled away. Finally, he could not stand it and he spilled his hot seed into her hole, much of it sliding out around his prick and her pussy, the lack of full penetration aiding its release.
He rolled Holly over and Elias went to her, leaving me in stunned surprise.
He kneeled between her legs and said, “I will clean you now.”
“Yes,” she whispered, allowing her knees to fall open, displaying her foamy cunt to Elias, who began lapping at her. He couldn't resist, sinking a finger into her snatch, he moved it back and forth in her flesh and when he thought she was ready and he had cleaned her, he sunk his tongue inside her pussy.
She yelled her pleasure until her throat was raw.
They finished with Holly and without a word, left her cum filled and quaking in the room with me.
They left to hunt.
CHAPTER 6
Holly sat straight up in the bed, her hand pressed to her chest, gasping for air.
Her eyes found Rachel's.
It had been a dream.
“Did you have a nightmare?” I asked, watching Holly closely, her face reflecting the way I'd felt earlier when I was torn awake from a sexual liaison beyond any I'd ever known.
She nodded slowly. “They all... took turns on me.” She put her face in her hands and cried.
I wrapped my arms around her. We needed to get out of here. The Reapers were pressing their agenda on us. I thought it would get more intense as time went on. Before we knew it, the lines would blur and the dreams would become a reality.
I took Holly's small face in my hands and searched her eyes. “We're gonna have to get out of here, or what you did in the dreams is going to happen. That's what all this dream sharing is about. They had our blood and now they're connected to us. This'll just keep on happening.”
“I want Zach. Not them!” she wailed, flinging her arms out.
“Shh... I know, Holly. But it doesn't matter how we feel. That's what I'm trying to tell ya. Because of this goddamned Druid blood, we're like... susceptible or something. To them, the Reapers.”
I brushed a tear off her cheek and thought of Cole... and Zach. Where the hell were they? I didn't know if we could escape. They had to sleep but would it be enough? I hung my head, pressing my forehead against Holly's.
*
Cole and Zach circled the run down motel. The scent of the Druids filled the air all around them.
They were inside those brick and mortar walls, Cole knew it.
“When?” Zach asked impatiently, clenching his huge hands into fists. Fists made for punishment.
“You will have opportunity, my friend,” Cole replied, keeping his eyes trained on the building.
“If I know Rachel, she may even now feel our presence. Having taken my blood.” Cole kicked a rock and it shot off like a rocket, suddenly angry. What if they had made Rachel have their blood? That would negate her sensitivity to his. Too much speculation, not enough fact.
He did not elaborate to Zach, who was strung taut, his true mate held inside with a quad or more of Reapers in intimate proximity to pure Druids.
A volatile situation to be sure.
Cole focused on the building and pushed his energy, his individualism in a singular pulse toward it. If Rachel was within, she would feel it.
He hoped.
*
I scrounged around in a closet that had two lone hangers standing at attention on an old wood pole for some kind of bag. If Holly and I were going to leave, we'd need something. Water, blankets? I hit paydirt when I discovered a small trap door at the base of the closet, partially covered by the grossest shag carpeting I'd ever had the bad luck of encountering. Inside of the dark recesses of the cubbyhole was a survival kit. It was definitely from the last world war. It made perfect sense. The building had obviously been a housing establishment for troops then later converted to the seedy motel it became.
I took stock of what was there: 4 glass water bottles, two wool blankets, twelve packs of dehydrated food, and a first aid kit. I chucked that. I figured if I needed first aid, I was already a goner. A grim smile took over my mouth, holding it hostage as I searched and packed.
Finally, Holly asked, “What did ya find?”
I showed her the nearly full backpack and she smiled. “Maybe we can get away.” Her expression hopeful.
I looked out at the frozen landscape, picture framed in the glass from the dirty window and sighed. We'd more likely freeze to death than anything.
I opened my mouth to offer weak assurance when I felt it. A warm surge of heat burst in the center of my chest and slid to my extremities in a warm pulse. I gasped. It was the most pleasant and disconcerting sensation I'd ever known. And I knew the source.
Cole.
He was here.
I jerked my head to the door. “Come on! While they're hunting, let's find Zach and Cole.
Holly resisted. “What? What are you talking about?”
I didn't really feel like we had time for me to explain but I said, “I took Cole's blood, he's found us. It's like a beacon. His blood calls to mine.”
Holly grabbed the duffel and we flung the cheap motel door open, the first smile of the week on her face.
It faded as she looked into Andrew's face, darkening by the second.
His eyes slid to the duffel, then to mine. “Going somewhere?”
Holly took me at my word and screamed, “Zach!”
And he was there, a blur of muted grays, barreling into Andrew.
That's when all hell broke loose and we watched as a Reaper and
rogue
, took on the foot soldiers of Alexander's kiss.
Cole heard the desperate cry and with barely an acknowledgment, he and Zach triangulated the position and came at Andrew together. Cole allowed Zach to plow into the Reaper while he watched for the others. Where there was one Reaper, there were more.
He was not disappointed as the three that had been melded to the shadowed border of the building came forward. Each one held a weapon of the kiss.
Cole had nothing.
He hazarded a glance behind him and saw the
rogue
was banging the head of a large Reaper against the concrete sidewalk. He had fought beside Andrew in battle. He knew the tenor of the male and girded his loins to kill the other Reapers.
Males he had fought beside.
Cole felt the talons slide out from his fingertips, the usual small stab of pain nothing to what he felt as he walked into certain melee.
Josiah and Elias flanked Cole, one with the preferred curved saber. The ultimate tool for relieving a vampire of their head.
The other had one set of talons in stark relief, moonlight glinting off the polished ivory of them.
Cole did not hesitate, as one who he did not know, came from behind him, he rushed the two Reapers, he slid toward them, using the ice beneath his stout boots for momentum and spun in a twirling spiral, both his hands coming out in front of him. He slashed downward at two targets that were nothing more than a blur of color, but with his acute night vision they slowed before his assault, his talons cutting a path down ribs, sinew, broken and torn flesh.
They fell like mighty trees.
He was too late for what happened next, as the Reaper at his back impaled him with all ten of the talons he had seen silvered in the moonlight.
Cole staggered forward as Rachel screamed, coming for him.
“No!” he barked at her, hoping she would stay back, seek safety. Anything but getting in the middle of battle lust as a Druid female.
He could not think of a worse mix if he had planned it.
Zach saw two of the Reapers fall, and another come from behind Cole. He dropped the Reaper and flew to intercept the one which attacked Cole but was too late.
He hauled the Reaper off Cole and the talons punched their release of his flesh. Rachel threw herself on Cole and he wrapped an arm around her even as his lungs filled with blood.
I saw the Reapers come for Cole even as he slid along the icy ground and propelled himself into a spinning tornado, using the down stroke to slice through the chests of the warriors who came for him. When the one who had been behind Cole, stabbed him with his long claws, I screamed and raced into the heart of the fight, ignoring Cole's harsh warning to flee.
My ass. I wasn't going anywhere, he was hurt and I knew what to do.
My blood would cure his injuries.
As I avoided, by a hair's breadth, the Reaper who grappled with Zach his claw caught my shoulder, and sliced me cleanly. I fell where I stood, the agony so far beyond screaming I fell to the gravel silently, graceful in my pain.
Andrew got on all fours and shook his head. The
rogue
had done his best to make a hole in the concrete with his skull. His gaze slid to his left and he saw his opportunity.
Holly watched Zach rush the Reaper that had stabbed Cole with the worst claws she'd ever seen on anything. She covered her mouth, shock creeping in at the edges of her consciousness and backed away. A small noise made her turn her head but by then it was too late. She was held in an unbreakable embrace.
Andrew's. The one that had sent an orgy to her in a dream.
She screamed and Zach turned to see his soulmate in the arms of a Reaper. The one he had not finished. He took the head of the one he fought almost casually, heaving the body to the ground as he sprinted for Holly.
Holly felt the talon slide against the tender flesh of her throat and felt her bowels clench. She thought she'd known terror before but she hadn't. Not really.
Her eyes met the silvered eyes of Zach and she read many emotions there. But the main one that held true was fear.
Fear for her.
“Stop!” Andrew yelled, taking in the scene of Rachel giving blood to Cole, Josiah and Elias on the ground gasping like salmon out of the sea.
“Do not come further or I will harm the queen!” His glacial eyes blazed out of face gone hard like chiseled granite.
Zach of the
rogue
stopped entirely, stunned into speechlessness.
I took my wrist away from Cole's mouth. He rose to his feet, hauling me up, swaying and lightheaded to my feet.
Had I heard Andrew right?
Cole tucked me underneath his arm and dragged me to where Andrew stood.
“What are you saying?” Cole asked, then added, “Do not hurt Holly. You of all vampire understand her value.”
Andrew face showed a wash of different emotions. Finally the right one took residence on his expression. He slowly released Holly and she rushed to Zach where they crashed into each other. He rained kisses all over her face, while murmuring soft words to her.
Zach turned Holly into his body and watched as the wounded Reapers rose to their feet and gave Cole a look.
Cole was not wholly steady but one look at Andrew told him he was in charge of the Reapers who approached. Their gaping slash wounds began to close even as he watched.
*
The group made an uneasy truce and went into the large suite the Reapers had procured through compulsion. Finally, after much situating the three Reapers who lived faced off with Cole and Zach.
Andrew pointed at Zach and said, “This one may not understand or be privy to the law. The ancient order. But you, Cole. You understand much.”
Cole sighed. He thought he knew what all this meant and he pulled Rachel closer to his body. He never thought he would have seen this day come.
He nodded. “It is possible. But...”
“Unbelievable,” Andrew supplied.
Cole nodded.
Holly looked out from the circle of protection of Zach's strong arms. “What? Why are you all looking at me?”
“Tell her if you like. She has already been involved in the mating ceremony through dream share.” He looked at Holly significantly and she blushed a deep red.
Zach growled low in his throat. He knew what a dream share was. That they would have mated with the one that was meant for him was beyond apology.
He put Holly behind his back and moved toward Andrew.
“Wait, friend,” Cole instructed Zach.
“Why should I?” he said without turning. “This one has admitted that they violated Holly while she slept.”
Cole looked at Zach, his body poised for violence, his hands clenched and ready to beat and pound.
Zach turned and regarded Cole.
Cole spread his hands and began the telling of the ancient vampire prophesy.
“Centuries ago, in the Book of Prophesy...”
“The Book of Blood?” Zach asked.
Cole nodded. “If you like that name.”
Zach went back to Holly, throwing a scathing glance at Andrew behind him.
“In any event, it promised that there would come a pure blood Druid, a virgin. And when she was bred by one not accepted...”
“
Rogue
,” Josiah said in a low voice.
Cole continued, “Then she would serve three others. From this singular event, she would sire kings. Vampire kings that would be daywalkers. All the good of vampire, but without the disability of walking only by the moon.”
“That cannot be!” Zach seethed, looking at a scared Holly.
“I am sorry, Zach. Taken with the presence of Rachel...” Cole began.
“What do I have to do with all this prophesy crap?” I asked. As if there weren't enough things to keep me pissed off. Finally, I was reunited with Cole after what seemed like one long nightmare of running only to find out Holly was some kind of whacked out Vamp Queen.
No
.