Read Raven Walks Online

Authors: Ginger Voight

Tags: #vampires, #erotica, #multiple partners, #graphic, #explicit sex, #gore sex

Raven Walks (10 page)

He grabbed her by the arms, something the new
and mysterious bartender caught out of the corner of her eye. He
got the feeling she was a woman who missed very little. But this
time he didn’t care. “What did you do to Sonja?”

“I showed her love and affection,” she
answered, never wavering, never scared. “Which is more than any of
us can say about you.” But her hunger got the better of her. “But
I’m a very forgiving person, Raven. If you want to make it up to me
how you treated me...,” she added, trailing off as she infiltrated
his mind with memories of their brief, violent encounter.

“Never,” he answered immediately. “I don’t
retread old territory.”

“Not humans,” she conceded. “But I’m not a
human anymore. I’m just like you.” Her voice lowered.
“Unapologetic... and hungry.”

She reached up and kissed him hard. He pulled
away. “Don’t do that again!” he whispered savagely.

“Or what?” she challenged. “What can you
possibly do to me now, Raven?” She ran her hand up his leg. “Let me
show you how good it could be.”

He jerked away from her and hopped off the
bar stool. “Like I said,” he told her, looking her straight in the
eye. “I don’t retread old territory.”

He stalked off, leaving her pouting and alone
at the bar.

He quickly surveyed the dance floor, and
that’s when he saw Sonja dancing in the arms of a beautiful woman.
He glanced back over at Tracy Lynn who was watching him like a
hawk. Purposefully he strode to Sonja, who was grinding up against
her dance partner, a lovely dark headed Emo girl dressed all in
black, a large chunk of jet black hair hiding her right eye. The
other, darkly lined in makeup, was a striking pale blue.

He reached out for Sonja, who seemed to melt
against his familiar touch. “Long time no see,” he said in his low,
seductive voice.

She smiled at him, her fangs dripping from
her mouth. “Would you like to join us?” she asked.

He looked back toward the bar. Tracy glared
at him. He smiled as he positioned himself behind Sonja. “I’d love
to.”

Together the three danced, gyrating against
each other to the heavy trance beat. Sonja ran her fingers along
the young girl’s face while Raven kissed his way along Sonja’s
neck. His eyes never left Tracy Lynn. She seethed, and inside he
was gratified.

He felt Sonja’s ass grind against his groin
as they danced, and he reached around her to pull the other girl
toward them. She groaned and reached in for a kiss from Sonja,
which turned Raven on so much his fangs began to extend from his
mouth. He loved watching their tongues dance together, their
breasts mashed against each other. Both girls were petite and taut.
He felt himself grow against Sonja, wanting them both.

The girl caught a glimpse of both of their
fangs and shuddered. It sent a volt through both vampires whose
desires had grown to a fevered pitch. Sonja was the first to guide
the girl from the floor into the dark recesses of the coven, beyond
the prying eyes of the mysterious bartender, as well as the angry
glare of Tracy Lynn.

Sonja chose a room drenched in navy blue
velvet and lace. She went to light the candles as the tiny girl
shrunk in front of Raven in fear. He reached out to touch her.
“What is your name?” he whispered.

“Pixie,” she responded in a shaking
voice.

“Pixie,” he repeated. He always repeated the
name. It was his most powerful seductive weapon. Everyone liked the
sound of their own name, and the way he said it felt like velvet
sliding against her skin. She shuddered again, but this time he
knew fear had little to do with it.

He pulled her against his body and she could
feel how hard he was beneath his clothes. Her hands spread against
the tight muscles of his chest as she got lost in those deep brown
eyes. She gasped out loud as Sonja came up from behind her, put her
hands upon her hips and pressed against the subtle curve of her
ass.

The two vampires sandwiched Pixie in between
two gyrating forces of lust. She was defenseless as Raven bent to
kiss her, and Sonja kissed her creamy smooth neck and shoulder. The
tiny girl jumped, but Sonja knew better than to take a bite of her
before she was ready. Instead she soothed the girl with well-placed
kisses and hands that knew just where to touch.

Raven’s tongue delved into Pixie’s mouth and
she groaned in response. This caused his cock to jump against her,
which made them both groan a little louder. With one hand on the
back of her head, Sonja turned Pixie from Raven’s mouth to her own,
and he watched the two women kiss passionately. His hands deftly
unzipped her hoodie to reveal a tiny black bra underneath.

She didn’t protest when Sonja unfastened the
bra and released her tiny pert breasts for Raven’s hungry mouth. He
dropped to one knee as he devoured one hard nipple and then the
other. Her kisses with Sonja grew more urgent as she pressed his
head down to explore all regions southward.

Though he unzipped her jeans and slid the
tiny thong over her small hips, he continued to suck her breasts
until she was incoherent against him. He broke away to throw aside
his shirt, and could see how glazed over her eyes were when she
looked down at him.

He reclined in a nearby chair and beckoned
her to come. “Pixie,” he whispered. She fell to her knees and
crawled toward him. Without being told to do so, she leaned over to
unbutton his trousers and release his erection for her hungry
mouth.

As her mouth descended over his cock, he saw
Sonja crawl up behind her and spread her legs with both hands.
Pixie arched her back and thrust her pussy up for Sonja’s searching
tongue, and shuddered against him when Sonja hit her mark. He
watched Sonja lap her hungry, wet cunt with relish. She loved how
she tasted, how she felt. It turned him on to watch, especially
when Sonja locked her eyes with his.

His hands went into Pixie’s hair, brushing it
out of her face and revealing both incredible blue eyes. He was so
thick and so hard she couldn’t fit him all in her throat, but the
darling girl did give it her best effort. She made up for it with
tiny kisses, sweet tongue play and hot air that only proved to make
him crazy with desire. He grabbed up fists of hair as he hastened
her motions. She happily complied given the kind of ecstasy she was
discovering at the tip of Sonja’s tongue.

Effortlessly he lifted her up into his lap,
straddling her over the angry purple head of his dick. She was cool
and wet as he slid against her. Finally he penetrated her, slowly,
surely, fitting himself snugly inside her tight, wet hole. For the
first few strokes she savored how he felt inside of her. Slowly,
luxuriously, she rocked against him. But then she got lost in his
eyes and in his lust. She needed more of him. He watched her bounce
on top of him.

Sonja stood up and walked around to the chair
where he sat. He grabbed her by the arm and then encouraged her up
on the padded back-end of the chair. She needed little instruction.
Her knees straddled his head, which was now leaned back, and sunk
her pussy on his face.

While his hands guided Pixie’s hips, his
tongue raced over Sonja’s hard clit. She bucked against his face
while the other girl ground herself on his groin. He tortured Sonja
until she was reduced to mere whimpers. Then he shoved his tongue
up inside her, making her gasp as he touched that spot deep inside.
With his freakishly long tongue, he needed no instruments to reach
that which turns all women to mush. She thrashed on top of him as
she came hard, which made him fuck Pixie even harder.

The younger girl screamed as her own orgasm
overtook her. She was ready, and both vampires knew it. Sonja was
still trembling as she climbed down, and straddled behind the girl
on Raven’s lap. Her hands wrapped around Pixie’s body and grabbed
both tits, her fingertips brushing over the hard peaks. Pixie threw
her head back with a scream from deep inside her soul as Raven sat
up, grabbed her waist and slammed her down on his cock. He was
getting close, but there was one thing he wanted to see before he
came.

“Do it,” he commanded Sonja. She groaned at
the thought before diving into the young girl’s neck. Her fangs
sunk into the sweet-smelling skin, and he watched has her bright
blue eyes opened wide as Pixie stiffened. Then, to her surprise,
she dissolved into a pool of ecstasy she’d never before
experienced.

Raven couldn’t hold back any more. He sank
his teeth into the other side of her neck and drank from her as he
rode her hard to his amazing climax.

As he fell back, he caught a glimpse of how
pale Pixie had grown -- how vacant her eyes. “Sonja,” he cautioned,
but she growled at him as she continued to suck, her eyes rolled
back from her orgasmic paradise of lust and blood.

He could do nothing but watch as the life
drained out of Pixie and into Sonja. Within moments, it was over.
Barely a woman, Pixie was now gone. He felt his own desire die
along with her as he slipped from her body. Sonja stumbled away,
and blood trickled down each side of her face.

Gently Raven picked Pixie up into his arms
and carried her over to the bed nearby. He laid her down and
touched her face, then mouthed a silent apology as he kissed her
once more.

Sonja, once again coherent, lovingly covered
her up as she cuddled against her. He held out his hand but she
shook her head. “She is mine now. I will wait for her.”

He nodded, and only momentarily recalled the
girl Sonja herself had been just a few days earlier. He knew she’d
never be the same again; and this was the first of many lovers
she’d turn out of the selfish desire to keep them forever.

He dressed and exited without another word
and shut the door on yet another conquest, and what he felt might
have been yet another mistake. To walk among unapologetic killers
without the desire to destroy wasn’t easy, but was the difficult
road that Raven had long ago decided to walk.

Chapter Nine: Damien

 

 

Raven stared out into the moonless night from
the second floor of his old plantation-style house. The rumor was
that it was haunted. Raven figured as long as he lived there, it
was.

His mind kept returning to the night before.
Sonja and her blood lust, Pixie and her sacrifice. As much as he
himself hungered, he just couldn’t bring himself to leave the
solitude of his home. His lip curled with the ironic thought that
one night wouldn’t kill him.

Maybe it would, maybe it wouldn’t. Maybe,
just maybe, it was what he deserved.

With a sigh he pushed away from the
window.

At least he’d saved one life. He supposed
that was going to have to be enough for now.

Little did he know that just across town
Abigail sat at her dressing table and styled her hair. She had no
intention of staying away from the club, this night or any other.
She’d never been one to do what she had been told, and this would
be no exception.

She was not afraid, she kept telling herself.
She hoped eventually she’d even believe it.

The club was alive with music that stirred
her heartbeat as she entered the room. Her eyes scanned the crowd
for Raven’s face, expecting to see disapproval etched so deeply in
those dark eyes. She had her speech all ready, and had even
practiced it all the way there. It started with “Who do you think
you are?” and ended with “You don’t get to tell me what to do!” She
hoped she managed to get through it without any kind of pout.

It sounded so familiar to the arguments she
had had with her parents, her father in particular. He had done his
best to shelter his daughters. Her sister grew tougher under his
rigid hand, but Abigail had simply rebelled.

She dated the bad boys, got in trouble with
the head mistress at their private school. But despite the fight
between them, she had made her father secretly proud as she set out
on her own and did everything she said she was going to do.

She went to college on her dime, not his. She
worked her way through four long years of no social life, just
study-study-study, work-work-work.

Her sister had not gone to college. Instead
she had traveled overseas in a quest to “find herself”. Apparently
it had worked, because no one had seen her since.

To each their own
, Abigail had long
since decided. She had other things to worry about.

She was so focused on finding Raven she never
spotted the other redhead behind the bar. But the newest bartender
noticed her. She managed to hunch down and slink out of sight
before Abigail’s gaze swung back around in that direction.

The new bartender bumped right into
Sebastian, who was making a rare appearance during peak party
hours. He’d grown tired of that scene and normally avoided it at
all costs, but he wanted to see how she was doing.

“Gina,” he said in a low, commanding
voice.

The redhead straightened to greet him.
“Sebastian.”

He smiled as his eyes traveled from her
uniquely colored hair, her dark glasses and her generous curves. He
knew it had probably been a mistake hiring another human for
Sonja’s old position, but she had enchanted him. She was strong,
much like Sonja had been – yet his psychic prowess could tell was
even stronger. “How’s it going?”

“Good,” she said, not one for long
conversations. “I just needed a break.”

He nodded. He understood. “Get Xavier to fill
in for you.”

She nodded and then walked away, making sure
they didn’t touch. She was aloof, Sebastian noted, but in this
place who could blame her from reserving judgment on whom to trust.
She was a rabbit in the den of many wolves.

He still had a smile on his face as he
entered the club. Despite whatever mistakes he’d made with Sonja,
he hadn’t lost her. Better still, her replacement gave him hope
that one human could stand strong among them. The smile died
however when he caught sight of the other redhead who was surveying
the crowd. Had Raven sent for her, Sebastian wondered. If so, why
did she return?

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