Read Raven Walks Online

Authors: Ginger Voight

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

Raven Walks (6 page)

Constantine chuckled. He knew for a fact
Raven knew damn well what her name had been. “She’s a tigress,” he
baited. “I can’t wait to have her again.”

“Bullshit. You didn’t have her. Her neck was
clean when she left here.”

Constantine’s eyes twinkled with mischief.
“Her neck was clean. The rest of her wasn’t.”

Raven felt bile rise in his throat. Sonja
poured her usual amount of bourbon into his glass, and he indicated
rather impatiently that she double it. She complied, and he downed
his drink in a swallow. “A groupie?” he finally managed to ask.

Constantine contemplated his answer for a
moment. For maximum effect he should probably be somewhat honest,
if only to feed Raven’s lust. Making Raven burn for what he
couldn’t have seemed proper punishment. It was Raven himself who
had damned him to immortal hunger while allowing his beloved Nina
to perish while he slept.

“No,” he finally said. “She’s a journalist
who wants to learn about vampirism from the inside.” He gave Raven
an evil grin. “I’m more than happy to oblige.”

Raven glared at him. “Don’t turn her.”

Constantine offered a nonchalant shrug. “Who
am I to deny her immortality if she wishes?” Raven didn’t answer,
but Constantine read him like a book. He chuckled. “I had no idea
you were so hot for virgins, Raven. Or is it you want to turn her
yourself?”

Raven grabbed Constantine by the shirt, which
surprised the nearby Sonja. “Never,” he hissed. “I too deeply
regret the first time I made that mistake.”

Constantine’s smile faded. “As do I,” he said
in a low voice as he pushed Raven’s hand away.

They sat silently as they drank. Raven’s mood
went more downhill as he realized Constantine had started to seduce
Sonja.

His eyes inhaled her petite frame, from her
bobbed black hair to her tiny waist. She had an exotic look, with
amber eyes that shone like topaz, and a sleek, almost carved face.
Her small breasts lifted up her tiny shirt to expose the smooth
tone of her stomach, which was adorned with a belly button ring, as
well as an ornate tribal tattoo that sprawled across her tail
bone.

Raven watched as the younger vampire seared
his way into her thoughts with a purposeful gaze, and then
witnessed her body physically respond to his mental manipulation.
Her nipples hardened underneath her thin t-shirt, and goose-flesh
spread across her skin as a blush rose up her neck.

When she turned to face him, she gasped.
Raven watched her fend off his mental lovemaking.

“What are you doing?” he demanded under his
breath.

“I’m fucking her,” Constantine answered in an
unaffected monotone. “Want to join me?”

“No, thanks,” he answered. “I don’t retread
old territory.”

Constantine chuckled and Sonja moaned out
loud as she leaned against the further end of the bar. “Sloppy
seconds, is that what you’re saying?”

“Something like that,” Raven said as he took
another drink.

“Then you’re getting soft, old man,”
Constantine taunted. “You didn’t finish the job.”

Raven’s eyes slid over to where Sonja stood,
and watched blood rise just to the surface of her neck. He grabbed
Constantine by the arm. “Stop.”

Constantine leveled his gaze on Raven,
releasing Sonja who sighed in relief as slumped toward the counter.
“And why should I do that?”

Raven said nothing as he looked back at
Sonja. Her eyes begged him to save her. She looked like a rabbit on
a woodsy trail, or a squirrel caught in a trap. He could smell her
fear, like the bubbles of fine champagne tickling his nose.

Next thing they all knew they tumbled into
one of the back rooms, this one draped in purple satin. Sonja
wrapped her arms around Raven and succumbed to his kiss while
Constantine stood behind her, grinding his steel hard dick into her
firm ass.

As Raven dropped to his knee and alternately
kissed and sucked his way down her body, she leaned back to kiss
Constantine, his tongue wrestling with hers as he lifted her hips
up into his hands. Raven found himself squarely between her spread
legs, offered generously by the other man.

As Raven’s tongue darted inside of her,
Constantine’s erection, still hidden underneath his clothes, slowly
rocked against her bare ass. Already on the brink of his
manipulation from earlier, Sonja didn’t take much to end up
screaming and bucking against Raven’s hungry mouth and expert
tongue.

Her legs shook as Constantine lowered her to
the floor. He grabbed her by the hair and turned her to face him,
which she did -- drunk on both of their auras. She tore away his
shirt and planted hot kisses down his chest.

Raven rubbed her back and cupped her ass as
he watched her unfasten Constantine’s pants. In one motion she sank
his entire erection into her mouth. Raven had felt that mouth on
him before, so he could absolutely imagine what it would feel like
to be the dick inside, teased by her magical tongue. His fangs grew
as his cock hardened, needing to feel her around him.

He released himself with one hand while
spreading her hips with the other. With one swift thrust he buried
himself inside of her hot, waiting pussy with a grunt.
Constantine’s eyes met Raven’s. Like swords sparking as they
collided, the sheer, raw power of their lust made both men unsteady
on their feet as they pummeled their willing playmate from both
ends. Their fangs dug into their cheeks as their faces contorted
into snarls. Her screams of ecstasy were lost under the union of
forces taking place inside of her and around her.

Constantine’s eyes almost glowed as he
glanced down at the human neck. He needed to feed. Raven feared
that he would turn her with his insatiable hunger and instead
grabbed the other man by the hair. “Take it from me,” he
growled.

Constantine needed no further encouragement,
considering it was what he had wanted in the first place. There is
no taste like that of a seasoned vampire. It was the purest high in
the world. He sunk his teeth into the strong neck of his master and
drank from him. As Raven spent himself inside of Sonja, the taste
of his blood exploded into a kaleidoscope of color in Constantine’s
mouth, causing him to lose control and come harder than he ever had
before.

It was more than Sonja could take. Pleasure
assaulted her from every angle until she lost control of her body.
She had never believed in female ejaculation before that moment.
Her entire body spasmed and as Constantine slipped from her mouth
she screamed with the force of her climax. As she dropped to her
knees, Constantine’s fangs slipped from Raven’s neck. Raven
stumbled backward, weak and unfulfilled.

Sonja could see he needed to drink, and
weakly offered herself to him. “Raven,” she called, her hand
reaching out to him.

He could see her veins pumping below her
skin. He groaned with his desire for the taste of her, but all he
could see was the terror in Tracy Lynn’s eyes as her life started
to drain away. Raven slowly shook his head as he stumbled backward,
tucked himself away and fell out of the door into the darkness of
the night.

Constantine lifted Sonja up on the bed.
Tenderly he kissed her. “Are you all right?”

She nodded. She was weak from her orgasm, but
still had all of her blood intact. “But what about Raven?”

He smiled at her and brushed her hair out of
her face. “I’ll go make sure he’s okay. You rest here for a
while.”

She nodded and returned his smile, and within
a moment she was drifting off to a sated sleep.

Constantine covered her naked body with the
satin sheet and left to find Raven.

Raven stumbled through the bar, all the
images distorted, all the sounds and scents amplified. Girls would
gasp in shock at the length of his fangs, the paleness in his eyes.
Constantine followed him as he tumbled out of the door into the
night air.

“Raven,” he called, but he did not turn
around. Constantine trotted to follow. “Raven!”

“Leave me alone,” Raven snarled. “Haven’t you
taken enough from me?”

Constantine caught up with him and grabbed
him by the arm. “What about what I’m willing to give to you?”

Their eyes met again and Raven swayed under
the powerful stare. Constantine’s head came closer until they were
a kiss apart. “Drink from me,” Constantine whispered, adding
“Master,” softly as he offered his neck.

Raven fought his instinct to feed. “No,” he
whispered, but his fangs responded to his need.

He could smell the blood on Constantine’s
breath. Musk rose in the night between them. He wanted to punch him
but he didn’t have the strength to make a fist.

Constantine pulled him close. “Do it, you old
fool. Do you want to die?”

Yes
, thought Raven. He closed his eyes
and that was when he saw her face. Those bright green eyes. That
long, red hair. She was a vision that called to him. He heard his
name fall from her lips, a moment in the future, perhaps near or
far, that meant more to him than blissful slumber at last. “No,” he
finally answered. And without further ado he sank his teeth into
Constantine’s neck, causing the young vampire to cry out.

With a lot more force than he’d ever use on a
woman or a sexual playmate, he pulled Constantine’s hair and sucked
hard from his neck, satisfied with how the larger man sunk beneath
him as his own strength was restored.

As he felt his life slowly begin to fade,
Constantine shoved Raven away with both hands.

“You greedy son of a bitch! Wasn’t once
enough?”

The two vampires stared at each other,
gasping for breath, rejuvenated and repulsed by their intimacy...
their history.

“More than,” Raven replied as he wiped
droplets of Constantine’s blood from his mouth. His strength was
restored, as was his resolve. He turned and stalked away, leaving
Constantine weaving on his feet.

Back in the dark purple room in the coven,
Sonja dozed, her body still electrified by the incredible vampire
sex she’d just had. Just Raven had been powerful enough. Adding
that the overwhelming charisma of his younger counterpart and she
hadn’t even needed them to touch her in order to dissolve into a
puddle of pleasure and ecstasy.

But they had, and her body still felt their
imprint as if they had never left. Her pussy throbbed, her nipples
hardened, and every nerve in her body was alive.

When the slick, cool sheet began to slide
down her body, her already heightened senses went into overload.
She moaned and instinctively opened her legs, needing to be
touched. Needing to be filled.

She gasped as she felt an actual mouth make
contact with her sensitive skin. Her eyes opened but she didn’t see
anyone else in the darkness. All she could feel was a tongue
skating up her leg and on her inner thigh. Soft kisses landed
higher and higher where her cunt pulsated with need, wet and
aching. She thrust her hips upward. “Yes,” she encouraged her
phantom lover, and she felt the mouth respond by burying itself
into her waiting pussy. The warmth covered her painfully erect clit
and latched on it. Sonja’s thighs clamped together, capturing the
lover she still couldn’t see. But she didn’t care who it was. She
needed to come so badly it nearly hurt.

The mouth responded with its own need to
taste her. A tongue flattened over her clit as it sucked her over
the edge. Sonja blasted off yet again, screaming loudly as she
bucked against the unrelenting mouth.

Her lover crawled up her body, and that was
when Sonja realized her lover was a woman, with full, heavy breasts
and soft, soft skin. A breast swung against her stomach and Sonja
was quick to capture a hard nipple in her hand, guiding it to her
mouth. As she flicked her tongue over the sensitive peak, her lover
cried out and gyrated her hips against her.

Sonja ran her hand along her waist and over
her hip. Her lover opened her legs to her, and so Sonja threaded
two fingers together and slid them easily into this stranger’s hot
cunt. This caused her playmate to groan and grab her for a
passionate kiss. Using her thumb to toy with her clit, Sonja
continued to fuck her partner with her fingers as her tongue danced
in and around the mouth of this stranger in the dark.

Similarly, her partner followed her lead. She
slipped a hand between Sonja’s thighs and finger fucked her in
response, and both women were lost to their passion as the smell of
their sex rose in the air. Sonja reached for another kiss only to
find tiny fangs beginning to grow. As she tried to pull away, her
lover reached deep inside of her and touched that special place
that sent her over the edge into a mind-blowing, conscious-altering
orgasm.

“Oh God,” Sonja groaned, knowing that she was
lost to this female vampire; her own lust betrayed her. When she
felt the fangs pierce her neck, her blood spilled willingly into
this stranger’s mouth. It created a sexual high she didn’t know
even existed, and she didn’t resist as her partner suckled hungrily
from her neck.

Her last conscious thought was how it felt to
come all around magical fingers, breasts pressed into hers, the
smell of a woman’s lust overtaking her senses.

She hoped that when she rose, she’d
experience it again.

Because Sonja knew the score. This was not
the end. It was a beginning. With yet another magical orgasm, she
knew she was ready to rise anew.

Chapter Six: Abigail

 

Raven returned to the coven with roses for
Sonja. He felt somewhat vindicated that he didn’t drink from her at
all, and neither did Constantine, but he still wanted to
acknowledge their passionate tryst. She was a strong woman to
handle two vampires at once, especially two vampires such as
himself and Constantine. That she made it through without a scratch
was a testament to that strength.

She needed to be treated with the respect and
admiration she had earned.

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