Wicked Dreams [The Wicked] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (6 page)

Part of the training she had been doing was learning more about her abilities. The other vampires were able to help her greatly with everything but dematerializing. She now had the ability to dematerialize at will. Tapping into the strongest part of her mind, she grabbed Kota’s hands and closed her eyes. He gasped, and a second later they both stood a mile past the gates of the compound, freedom just at their fingertips.

“That’s just fucking freaky,” Kota said as he leaned over and put his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

“It’s easy when it’s just me. Carrying your big ass around was exhausting.” She sighed dramatically but couldn’t help laughing when he glared at her.

Whatever Kota had been about to say was interrupted by the screeching tires of Eli’s sports car.

Hanging his head out the window, Eli said, “You better not shed, dog.”

“Eli, that’s enough!” Genevieve snapped as she moved to the car.

“There are only two seats—”

“That’s fine. I can dematerialize and meet you at Retro.”

“You’re not going alone,” Kota said, no nonsense in his tone.

“Kota, I can’t carry us both again. Not that far. Besides, no one can see me when I dematerialize. I can bounce from here to there a few times until you get there.”

Neither Eli nor Kota liked the idea, but if they all wanted a little freedom, they would have to trust Genevieve could care for herself for a little while. Before either of them could argue anymore, she disappeared, a lilting laugh hanging in the air in her absence. While she traveled in this state, she could see everything, so she followed the car. A short while later she materialized in the alley behind Club Retro.

“See, I’m all in one piece.”

Both men looked at her with narrowed eyes. Her sense of humor sometimes came out at the wrong time.

“Anyway, let’s go have a good time. Shall we?” She sauntered into the club through the back door. When a security guy started to protest, she simply tilted her head, reached into his mind, and convinced him he didn’t care that they entered through the emergency exit.

The bass thumped through the club. The smell of liquor and narcotics burned in Genevieve’s nose. Not caring about anything other than dancing and losing herself for one night, she led them to the bar. Eli got them drinks. He even bought Kota a shot. Genevieve smiled as they all raised their glasses and downed the tawny liquid. After a few more shots, Genevieve felt just right. Grabbing both Eli’s and Kota’s hands, she led them to the dance floor.

Since it was the first time she’d been anywhere since her transformation, everything felt different. The way the air caressed her skin, the way things smelled, and tasted. The music wrapped around her, danced over her skin, and seeped into her bones. She had always been a sensual person, but now she felt downright sexual. Not being human anymore had been strange at first, until she had learned to let her instincts take over.

Genevieve began to move, letting the music move her. She wrapped one arm around Eli’s neck, her hips moving in tandem with his. Eli’s hands glided up her thighs, and the higher he went the harder his cock got. Feeling his reaction to her body caused her pussy to drip with want. The feeling only increased tenfold when Kota moved in behind her, his chest pressed tightly to her back. He trailed his finger down her arm. The sensation of Eli, Kota, the music, and the alcohol had Genevieve ready to explode with desire.

Before she realized, she pushed Eli toward the dark corner. As she guided Eli backward, she grabbed Kota’s hand and pulled. The lingering people standing around were easily controlled with Genevieve’s mind. The feeling of both men and their excitement spurred her on. Not caring they were in a crowded nightclub, Genevieve pushed Eli until his broad back hit the wall with a thud.

Standing on her tiptoes, she wrapped one of her legs around Eli’s waist, she moaned loudly as his hand reached between them and freed his cock. She shifted her hips slightly, her dress riding higher to expose her since she wasn’t wearing panties, causing Eli’s dick to plunge into her hard and fast. He grabbed her face in his hands and kissed her hard. She felt the growl start in his chest and roll up his throat.

“Fuck me.” She ground the words out as Eli thrust into her as hard as he could.

She realized why Eli kept growling when she felt Kota’s hand slide around her ribs and grab her breast. The thought of having them both inside her tipped her over the edge, and an orgasm slammed into her. Kota squeezed her breast with his right hand as his left freed his erection. She knew it wouldn’t hurt because she could feel her body prepare for his entrance. Genevieve’s body accepted him easily, and his movements were fierce.

Eli gripped her hair. He pulled her head to the side, exposing her neck. She felt his teeth as he ran them along her jugular vein. She flinched slightly when the sharp tips of his fangs nicked her skin.

He ran his tongue over the puncture wound, moaning when her blood coated his tongue. “God, you taste good.”

Genevieve threw her head back and rested it on Kota’s shoulder. She put her weight into him as she angled her hips, so both of them could go deeper. She looked at Eli’s face as he moved with brute strength in and out of her slick pussy. His strength was evident in everything he did. She felt Kota move as well. His grace and speed were unmatched by any other being on this earth.

They were a tangle of limbs, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. Kota’s hands caressed her stomach and breasts. Eli gripped her hair and kissed her until she came again. She felt how wet they made her. The moisture running down her leg was proof of how wanton she had become. She moved her hips faster and put a little more force into her movements. Both men growled and moved with her.

The lights of the club bounced off their skin, making them look odd shades of purple, blue, and red. The music still pounded, but it became background noise to Genevieve. The real music to her ears was the erratic beat of Eli’s heart and the eerie snarl from Kota when Eli got rough with Genevieve. She loved the slick sound their bodies made as they moved as one. The word “fuck
,”
or “yes,” or the way her name sounded as it rolled off their tongues.

Genevieve’s body tightened. Her cunt quivered before she exploded in ecstasy, taking both of them with her. Kota gripped her hips and pushed as deep as he could into her ass as he came hard. Eli buried his fangs into her neck again as his cock spilled his seed inside of her. She screamed as she fell into bliss, her body trembling, vibrating in total pleasure. Sex made humans tired, relaxed, and knocked them out for hours. Sex made vampires and shifters stronger, and eager for more.

Her body had never felt so strong. Filled with cum from the strongest beings she’d ever known, Genevieve felt ready for anything. Anything except the vision that slammed into her before Eli and Kota had pulled out of her body. The Seer in her took over. Everything and everyone disappeared, and her mind filled with images of the Fallen, sickly, pale, and thin, their souls gone and replaced by hate.

She saw the compound, the Generals, all the warriors, and the Fallen invading. Her mind screamed in agony as the blood of her people flowed like a river at the hands of the enemy.

* * * *

Eli caught Genevieve before she hit the ground. Suddenly, her hazel eyes turned white and her mind went silent. The only time her mind went silent to him or Kota was when she had a vision. He didn’t care that his dick hung out of his pants. Now the vision dominated her mind, leaving the minds of the humans she controlled free to roam closer to the trio. He still didn’t care. His sole focus was Genevieve.

“We have to get her out of here!” Kota snapped as he moved to shield her from watchful eyes.

“No shit! What do you suggest we do? Throw her over my shoulder and run out of here with our cocks hanging out?”

Genevieve’s skin started to emit a soft glow, her eyes now not only white but glowing white. She started speaking but made no sense as the Seer in her recited what flashed through her mind.

“Blood, Fallen, Generals, rivers of blood.” They were random words to most people, but to Eli they rang loud and clear.

“Seer, where, when will this transpire?” He shook her slightly, trying in vain to her get her to answer him.

“Eli, you know she won’t answer you. Get in these people’s minds and keep them away from her!”

Eli pulled Genevieve closer to his chest as Kota tried to pull her away. Each of them had one of her arms.

“Is there a problem over here?” A bystander asked as he walked toward them.

“Fuck!” Eli spat. He pushed Genevieve into Kota’s arms before he invaded the man’s mind, forcing him to walk the other way and forget anything he saw.

Suddenly, Eli’s spine snapped straight, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. Only one thing could make him react that way. The Fallen were here.

He looked to Genevieve, seeing her sag slightly as the vision came to an end. Bits and pieces of her thoughts started to trickle in.

“We have to go now. The Fallen are here,” he told Kota urgently.

Eli wanted nothing more than to rip the Fallen apart, but the vision had weakened Genevieve and left her unable to fight. Kota could fight but wouldn’t leave Genevieve. Eli would be alone in the fight and that was not feasible. “Genevieve, are you back with me, love?”

“Eli?” Her voice sounded small and shaky. Her eyes flickered between white and hazel as she stared with wide, frightened eyes over Eli’s shoulder.

“Such a lovely Seer. I will enjoy killing her a great deal.” The hollow voice sent a chill up Eli’s spine.

There were six of them. Eli no longer worried about what the humans saw. The club had been known for drug use, so no one would believe anything any of them said.

“Kota, you need to shift.”

Not taking his eyes off the Fallen, he sensed Kota begin to shift. The air around him crackled, gusts of wind kicked up even though they were inside a building, and he heard the snapping and grinding of Kota’s bones as he shifted from human to wolf. Out of the corner of his eye, Eli saw the menacing gray wolf standing in front of Genevieve. Huge canine teeth tearing out of him, snarls, and growls rumbling out of Kota’s throat. His yellow eyes glowed with fury as the Fallen stepped toward them.

Just as the Fallen made their move to strike, Eli found himself gasping for breath and standing in the long, winding drive of the compound. Kota paced, still in wolf form, shaking his head and trying to comprehend what had just happened. Before he could reach her, Genevieve collapsed to the ground. The vision had taken so much out of her, but when she dematerialized all three of them the distance that she had, it depleted all her strength. She looked pale, and she shook slightly. Her breathing shuddered, and she moaned in pain.

Eli moved to her side and placed his hand on her face, which was cool to the touch. He could sense the stress coming from Kota because he couldn’t shift back yet. It took great power to make the shift and as quickly as Kota recuperated, his body still needed more time to gain the magic he needed to change back to his human form. Eli felt sick with worry as her color drained even more.

“You must give her your blood. I can almost shift, but she can’t wait. Your blood will tide her over until I can give her mine.”

Kota’s voice rang loudly in Eli’s mind. The wolf paced frantically, small whines and whimpers filling the air. Eli couldn’t take his eyes off Genevieve’s still form. Suddenly, the wolf’s teeth snapped at his face.

“Your blood, vampire! Give her your blood now!”

Normally Eli would have punched Kota in the mouth for ordering him around, but the frantic edge in Kota’s thoughts had him biting his own wrist and putting it to Genevieve’s mouth. She grabbed his arm and sank her teeth into his skin, drinking greedily. A little of her color came back, but she still looked deathly pale.

“It’s not working,” Eli snapped as he supported her head.

The wolf whined before a howl ripped up and out its throat. Bones ground and popped, the wind blew in strong gusts, and the wolf shimmered and shifted into Kota. He wasted no time as he cut his wrist with a jagged rock lying at his feet. Eli wanted to growl when Kota knocked his arm away from Genevieve’s mouth and replaced it with his own. He couldn’t protest, though, because as soon as Kota’s blood entered her body, she started to look better. Her color slowly returned, she didn’t shake as hard, and her eyes had that glow back in them.

“It’s cold…please, I need to go inside. Why do I hurt so bad?” Genevieve cried, rolling onto her side and gripping her stomach.

“Genevieve, you must take more of my blood.” Kota tried to push his wrist into her mouth, but she shoved it away.

“What’s wrong with her?” Eli asked frantically.

“The vision was enough to drain her. We’re lucky she’s still alive after she transported all of us all the way here.”

Eli could see the toll this took on Kota. His normally tanned skin looked muted, yet he still forced his wrist into Genevieve’s mouth. The shifter sat naked on the freezing ground as Eli’s mate drank blood not belonging to him. He didn’t care whose blood she took as long as it saved her. He felt off, like he was weak, or weakening right along with her.

“Eli!” Kota snapped the fingers of his free hand to get his attention. “You need to focus and help me get her inside.”