Silverbow (15 page)

“There’s no going back,” he growled against my lips and then let his kiss find my neck. I ignored his warning as I lay my head back and closed my eyes. His skin on mine fed the addict within me that craved him. I already knew he could make me climax without actually touching me but I was sure it didn’t even come close to the real thing.

My whole body suddenly seemed to be enveloped in his static. Every inch of me tingled with an electric buzz and I felt as though I began to give off my own heat. I moaned into the night air as he let his teeth graze my collar bone. I discovered a new ache, one that begged him to bite down. I arched my back, forcing his teeth to press into my flesh. He pulled back slightly and I forced my hand into his hair at the nape of his neck to reel him back in. There was no escaping me this time.

“You’ve haunted me long enough,” I whispered and he nuzzled into my neck and let his razor blade smile find my pulse. His hand rose to my hair and removed a long black pin that I had twisted it up with. My silky blonde hair cascaded down my back over my leather jacket and I could hear him inhale deeply against my neck. His shoulder was in reach of my lips. I reached up and pulled the neck of his shirt to the side and intended to set an example for him. I grinned against his flesh and closed my eyes as I breathed him in. Leather and a woodsy musk seduced my senses. My tongue tasted him before my lips pressed firmly against him and my teeth violated the flesh of his shoulder.

He tensed and jerked back with a growl. Had he not moved, I would not have torn his skin but I watched as crimson beads welled up. Tugging his shirt up and over his head, he tossed it to the trunk of the car and turned his head to look at his shoulder. Wrinkling his nose he shrugged it off and turned his grey eyes to me. “You’ll pay for that,” he taunted and smirked before devouring my lips once more. I reached between us and freed the button on his jeans. A quick hand halted my work and collected my wrist. Pulling one wrist behind my back and tugging the other to join it, he held me hostage. I liked that.

“Take this off,” he said as he tugged at the neck of my jacket with his teeth. He released my hands and I shrugged out of the jacket to expose my sheer top and holster. His eyes fell to my gun and he smirked. “You may want to keep that on,” he said and traced the cool metal at my side and then my breast. I did just that, I left the shoulder holster on and lay back on the car. The cool metal and glass offered little relief from the heat that we were both radiating.

Before too long my boots were tugged off and then my jeans. I smiled as I watched him slowly undress me from the waste down. He twisted the black lace sides of my thong around his thumbs and dug his fingers into the backside of my hips as he shed all the distance between our bodies and pressed into me. My back arched at the pressure of his excitement through his jeans and I rolled against him. A low growl rumbled and I knew he would devour me soon. I sat up and his hands moved with an unnatural quickness to rip the front of my lace shirt open. Guess I will be going shopping again soon. I looked down at my chest as I felt a sharp pain as though I had been seared. Blood oozed to the surface of a deep scratch and trickled onto my right breast.

“Even,” he growled as he pushed me back far enough to pull the cups of my black bra down and expose my breasts. His tongue trailed from one to the other and when he licked away my blood his eyes closed and I felt my first tinge of fear. He nuzzled my breasts and teased my flesh with his teeth. My fear added to the excitement and I lay watching him with hungry eyes. He kissed my torso and his nipping grew harder and harder as he reached my hips and finished ripping my shirt from top to bottom.

His tongue taunted my more sensitive areas as he traced the rim of my black lace thong from one hip bone to the other. He suddenly ripped both hip strings loose, nearly lifting me off the trunk of the car as he did so. The material left deep red marks across my skin but it didn’t seem to faze either one of us. I now lay almost completely naked in front of him. Sad remnants of my shirt hung open around my bare chest and held on by my shoulder holster and my 9mm. His face pressed into my thigh near my sex and his flawless teeth bit down hard  as his lips pillowed around it. My head shot back and I cried out but my voice was quickly muffled by the growl that rumbled from the man between my thighs.

I watched as his eyes opened and his lips met mine. Deep breaths ripped though him as he fed upon me and sent violent waves of pleasure lashing through my whole body. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair, pulling and scratching. His growl made it more intense and when he blessed me with his teeth I came for him, over and over again.

I should have given out after such an orgasm, but I wanted him inside of me. I wanted to feel him violate my core and jump from that cliff with me. I hadn’t noticed that he had already dropped his jeans but they were gone when he slowly crept up my body over the trunk and grabbed me by the hair, pulling my neck to the side as he shoved himself inside of me. I was shocked at his size and seduced by the pain that I felt in so many places. My neck was at an agonizing angle and his teeth were through my flesh though I wasn’t sure how deep. My eyes flashed open and I could see blood all over him where his leg rubbed against his last meal on my thigh. I had not even noticed that it was that bad.

I felt my sex tighten hard around him as I came close to getting off again and I cried out again. My nails ripped through his back and he finally released my neck as his head shot back and a bone chilling howl echoed through the desert. I was finally able to see his face and what I witnessed brought reality screaming in. His gaping mouth was covered in blood, my blood. His teeth were no longer that of a human but more like an animal’s. Once pale grey eyes now seemed to glow in competition with the moon’s light. His brow narrowed in a fit of rage and I heard an ear piercing scream that I didn’t realize was myself until a huge hand moved to clamp over my mouth. My head hit the trunk and I almost blacked out. My body’s feverish hunger for him and his sudden grip around my waist jerked me back to the living.

He fiercely yanked me off of the car with supernatural strength and spun me onto the ground. Air was forced out of me and I screamed again as I hit the abrasive ground and a rock bit into my knee. I rolled onto my hands and knees and tried to get up but he was on me with an unmatched quickness. My scalp all by separated from my skull as he yanked my head back by my hair. His other hand wrapped around my hips and pulled me back against him. I felt him pulse inside of me once again as his fire ate at my skin and felt as if it could boil the tears that now streamed down my cheeks. He combatively fucked me as I tried to pull away from him but I could not compete with his strength nor my inner desire to just let him have me. Something was terribly wrong.

I felt teeth penetrate my back and flesh peel away. I screamed again and was once more drowned out by his horrifying howl. A monster was devouring me and what confused me most was how my body and my mind wanted to different things. My body wanted to submit to him and my head wanted to kill him. Suddenly I remembered my gun. It still hung at my side and my shaking hand fumbled with it until it was finally snug in my grip. I forced myself to unsheathe it and straighten my arm underneath me. I steadied my hand against my leg and pulled the trigger. I knew I blew out his knee with the first shot.

He yelped and let me go. I fell to my side, pulling the gun up and fired again. He growled fiercely and jolted backwards as the second bullet caught him in the left shoulder. My eyes watched as his face twisted in pain and realize it was no longer a face I recognized. His muzzle had elongated and his teeth had grown in size. He looked like an animal, a wolf…a werewolf. Heat blasted me and I shut my eyes and tried to curl up against it but I felt my body seize and I lost all muscle control for a moment.

I forced my eyes open and the sky rippled in shades of blue. The midnight hues were suddenly replaced by a rapid shift of reds, yellows and white. Confused, I couldn’t focus on anything. When I realized my vision was like that of a thermal imaging camera, I realized the shifting blaze above me was Murphy. I could not make out his face but I could feel him on me, inside of me. Without control over my muscles, I had to lay awake through this seduction turned nightmare. He mercilessly raped me and my world as I once knew it. I could hear myself screaming and crying but it was as if I was no longer in my own body.

I felt more flesh tear away from my body and the sickening ripping and plopping sounds made me heave. My world exploded and my back arched as if I was going to snap myself in two. I heard him howl as my body seized again.

After a few minutes I felt my body leave the ground.  He was carrying me now or at least I assumed he was. Relentless pain suddenly took over every bit of passion in my body and I sobbed uncontrollably as I felt like my soul was seeping away. My eyes closed, my sight was still unreal and hurt my head. I could hear him breathing heavily and his hot breath over my wet, sticky flesh was sickening. I didn’t have time to be nauseous. I was placed on a hard surface which I was sure was the hood or trunk of his car.

His lips found mine and he kissed me hard. I couldn’t move and could only offer a soft whimper against his mouth. Two thumbs smeared the blood and tears on my cheeks in an effort to wipe my face. I opened my eyes but my vision was still a blast of unnatural colors. I began crying again and I felt him lean over my naked body. His breath against my ear was mind numbing and I felt my body begin to tremble.

“I told you this wouldn’t be good for either of us,” his abrasive hushed tone rubbed me like sandpaper and I turned my head away from him. I felt the back of his hand trace my cheek. I wanted to kick, thrash and run but I still couldn’t lift my arms or legs. He kissed my neck and lapped the gaping wounds that were beginning to burn all over again. I didn’t even want to know what I looked like as I lay there mutilated and shaking. “It will start soon if it hasn’t already,” he said against my throat and kissed my chest.

“F…fuck you,” I managed to spit between quivering lips. I was suddenly growing cold, sure I was dying as I bled out. His warmth offered no comfort as life began to slip from me. My teeth began to chatter and I was finally able to curl my fingers back. My nails bit into the palms of my hands as I searched for any warmth left in me even if it was through pain. Nothing. I cried out again as icy, stabbing pains began to consume my limbs. I felt as if a million frozen blades were penetrating the ends of my limbs and moving inward. I waited…waited for it to hit my heart. I waited for it to kill me. I wanted it to kill me. I wanted to die.

“Fight it. It’s in you. It’s always been in you,” came his words again. I was depressed that I could still hear him and that I could still understand him. Why hadn’t the Reaper collected me yet? Was this hell? “Burn, the burn comes next. It will melt it all away and your true nature will burn through,” he spoke softly in my ear between kisses at my lobe. “Fight the cold, Dakota. Fight it.” I shivered and trembled in his arms, beneath his body. His arms formed a vice grip around me as he pulled me into a sitting position and held me tightly against his chest.

With my cheek to his chest and his hands firmly gripping me as if holding onto my life himself, I could feel him growling deep within. My body responded. I felt the ripple low in my diaphragm and then in my chest. My jaw tightened and my lips slowly peeled back over my teeth. I began to growl with him. A sensation I had never felt before. The animal vibration within me brought warmth. From my core I began to build my own heat.

“That’s it, Dakota,” he whispered against the top of my head. With my eyes tightly shut, I heard myself snarl at him as my growl grew louder and louder. His gravelly growl grew as if encouraging me. I took all the strength I had left and sent it to my core focus. Like a ton of bricks, it nearly flattened me when a bomb went off within me. I convulsed in his arms and felt his grip tighten but not without a struggle. My eyes shot open and all I could see was black. I cried out only my cry was foreign to my ears. A guttural roar molested my insides and spewed forth from my lips as my neck snapped back and my body locked up.

An internal furnace flared with wicked intensity and all that was cold was blasted away. I tried to move but still had no control over my body. I felt him lay me back on the car and listened to him walk away and then return. I blinked until my sight began to return. When I could finally focus on the stars, Murphy appeared. I growled quietly and watched as his face began to morph back with a sickening crack. His eyes remained on mine as he shifted back to the man I once knew and the emotion in his eyes told me he knew that all of this was wrong. The apologetic gaze received no sympathy from me. I wanted him dead. If only I could move. He traced my lips with his fingers and then dropped his gaze to my hand.

My vision started to shift again and my thermal vision flashed and faded until everything went black again. Another wash of heat blasted me and I felt like my body was being twisted beyond its limits. I cried out and growled demonically until it subsided once more and left me panting and blind. Suddenly, I felt something cool in my right hand. Murphy had placed it there with care and curled my fingers around it. Slowly, he bent my arm and brought the cool metal to my temple.