Authors: Alli Sims
Chapter 3
I stared down at the three men looking for us. “I thought you said they were here!”
“They checked in…” The guy from the front desk looked nervous. “They must have seen you guys outside and gotten freaked. I still get paid, right?” Oh gee, every girl wanted to hear she’d been sold out for money.
I hope it was a lot.
“Find them! Now!” He sounded angry and I have to admit that gave me a sense of joy knowing that we’d made someone’s life just a little bit it harder while they were trying to kill us.
Eric pressed himself against me. You would think stuck up on the rafters he’d have been able to find somewhere else to lay than on top of me, but he insisted that there wasn’t enough time, and I mean really I wasn’t going to fight with him.
My legs spread to make room for him as he adjusted, rubbing against my inner most thighs as he did so. I could almost moan watching the men on the ground.
“Do you think they’d notice if we fucked?” Eric whispered in my ear.
Heat surged through my body at the thought of it. Then again, the thought of getting caught with my pants down and Eric’s cock in me while there were four men trying to kill me didn’t sound like much fun.
“Later.” I mouthed.
“As soon as they leave.”
I’d fight with him later. Right now we needed to stay quiet. One of them looked around the room turning anything over that might be hiding us. Oh the idea of just killing them off one by one from up here sounded so tempting.
They are only doing their job
. I reminded myself. Well, except for the one who sold us out. Him I might kill.
After a few more minutes the men made their way out of the room. Eric’s hands traced over the curves of my body as I risked rolling onto my back and staring up at him. “We can’t do this right now.” I whispered.
“Why not?”
“We have to track them.” Was he really this ditzy when he was horny?
“No.” His lips touched mine for a fraction of a second. “We need to let them lay the trail, then I can sniff them out. Remember, dragon.” He smirked. “I’ve got a good sense of smell.”
I bit my lower lip. He did have a point. Then again, I doubted either of us had protection with us.
I could take a morning after pill…
“Are you sure that you won’t lose them?”
“I’m sure of it.” I wasn’t so sure he wasn’t being careless but right now I didn’t care much.
A smirk spread over my lips as I reached for the belt keeping his jeans up. He grinned as I undid it and reached for the zipper on his pants. I wasn’t surprised to find him rock hard when I slipped my hand down his pants, my fingers curling around him. He let out a sigh as he lowered himself towards me. His lips traced over my neck ever so gently. His teeth grazed my skin every couple of kisses. I bit my lip trying to resist the urge to moan. We were still being hunted after all.
My heart skipped a beat.
We’re being hunted and we’re sitting here having sex.
It was stupid but I didn’t care. My fingers tightened around his cock gently as I pulled it out from down his pants. My eyes widened as I stared at his thick member.
My hand rubbed him, faster and faster as I closed my eyes, thinking about how he would feel inside me. His hands traced over the curves of my body, pulling me closer to him as he reached for the button on my jeans. I pulled away. If he wanted my jeans off I’d have to take my knife strap off and there is no way that was happening. He opened his mouth to protest but before he could get a word out I moved onto my hands and knees, sliding my pants down to just above my knees. Hi warm hands touched my butt, his fingers digging into my skin gently before he traced his way up over the curves of my body and towards my breast. He pushed my bra out of the way before grabbing my breast. I gasped, my eyes rolling back. His thumb and forefinger pinched my nipple, playing with me gently. I suppressed the urge to moan.
They are still looking for us.
I reminded myself.
His cock pressed against the folds of my pussy as he massaged my breast gently. His lips traced over the back of my neck, slowly making their way lower and covering my shoulder blades.
Oh god.
I struggled to keep myself from moan.
His head pressed against me. I gasped feeling his cock enter me slowly, ever so slowly. I swallowed down a scream as his hands moved away from my breasts and down the curves of my body, resting on my hips.
His lips touched my name, then my ear lobe. He nibbled his breath hot as he spoke. “I’m going to fuck you fast and hard, Gee. I’m going to make you want to scream.”
But I couldn’t, and we both knew that. I have a soundless nod of my head as he pulled away from me and pushed back in, still gentle.
I reached between my legs, my fingers touching my clit as he pulled out and thrust back in, this time a little harder.
I fingered my clit in circles as he thrust into me, each time getting faster and harder.
My body shook with pleasure as my fingers circled my clit faster and faster; keeping time with him. I tried so hard not to moan as he thrust faster and faster. Harder and harder.
His fingers dug into my skin as he pulled me closer to him.
Faster and faster. His free hand traced down my legs every so softly. He thrust into. I could feel myself so close. My fingers worked faster, rubbing frantically.
I gasped softly, my body shaking as everything went a hazy white. “I’m so close.” I whispered. I wasn’t even sure if he’d been able to read it until he slammed into me faster and faster. A gasp escaped him.
I played with myself. I was so close I could almost taste it. I gasped. A wave of pleasure rushed through me. My hips buckled as I felt myself fall to the boards we were perched on. Eric held me close, thrusting into me again.
Another wave of pleasure surged through my body. I gasped arching as he thrust into me again. Another wave of pleasure overcame me. It took everything I had not to scream out. Another wave, this time smaller. Then again. Each wave of pleasure came one after the other slowly dying down.
I gasped for breath as my body began to relax and I opened my eyes. I turned to see Eric staring at me. His eyes sparkled as he handed me something to clean off with. A sweater he’d been wearing.
“Are you sure?”
He nodded before I cleaned myself off and pulled my pants back up to my hips. “So, now we go kill those motherfuckers?”
Eric snorted. “Yes dear, now we can go kill those motherfuckers.”
Chapter 4
We stopped to hand our key cards in at the front desk. Not to be polite or anything, more so because I wanted to punch the guy who had sold us out. When we left he was laying on the floor unconscious.
The fact that I doubted Eric’s ability at all had been a waste of my time. He found the hideout without getting us lost once.
We stood outside the door. I glanced at him. “So you just want to go in there guns blazing?”
He snorted. In full dragon form it was going to be hard to get him in a door- at a full seven feet all he was short for a dragon but still tall for most doors. On the other hand Eric did not need a gun when in dragon form.
“Let’s just get this done and over with.” His eyes sparkled as he looked me up and down. “Then we can see about doing a little sight-seeing.”
“Alright.” I dug through my purse and pulled out my lock pick set. It only took me a couple of seconds to have the locks undone. The door clicked. I glanced at Eric. We’d already gone over the plan, and it was same drill as we normally did on jobs like this. So I reached out and grabbed the handle pushing the door open.
I could hear the click of guns as I stepped into the room, my arms raised. “Boys, boys. Calm yourself.” I looked around and did a headcount. Yup. Seven.
“How did you find us?” One of them snapped.
I wasn’t looking at him. I was looking for Anna. I felt my heart drop a little. I really had wanted her to be involved. I’d wanted another reason to hate her, not just jealousy.
“Your men are pretty bad at covering their tracks, but I guess that’s what you get for hiring kids.”
“Where is your partner?”
“Oh, you mean the dragon? He’s right outside.”
I stepped forward and without another word the wall around the door began to crumble. That’s when the action started.
I jumped for cover as everyone began to shoot at Eric; as if bullets could pierce his hide. I rolled towards the safeness of a storage crate, peering around it I saw a big blue beast make its way into the room. “Come on!” He laughed softly. “You all know that won’t work on me.”
I felt hands tangle into my hair. “But I know what will.” A female spoke from behind me. She took the gun away from me. My heart skipped a beat. Not because I’d just been captured or because I’d just had the gun taken away but before I thought for a second it was her.
Just wait.
Took a deep breath biding my time. I’d have time soon. “Everyone hold your fire!” The girl called. Everyone froze, including Eric, as we stepped out into the middle of the room.
“We didn’t realize there was a dragon after us.” She looked him up and down, a smirk spread over her lips. “Well, well. You will be useful.”
“I won’t do anything you say.”
“Oh yes you will.” I felt something sharp against my throat. “Otherwise she’ll get killed.”
My heart raced. He was supposed to let me die if he had to. That was the nature of our job. We were disposable. We had to be.
“Alright, what do you want?” He sounded utterly defeated.
“Eric!” He wasn’t supposed to do what they wanted. He should just burn this fucking place down.
“Good dragon.” The girl behind me sounded far too happy with herself. My eyes narrowed. I needed to get out of this and I needed to get out of it now.
I took a deep breath. If I moved forward the knife would slice me. If I moved her back the knife would slice me. I only had one option.
Stupid girl.
She really should search someone before holding a knife to them. I finger tips wrapped around the edge of the hilt.
Without a word Eric chuckled, a hot flame bursting from his mouth. Everyone screamed as flames trickled down towards them.
I took my chance, the chance he had given me, and stabbed the blade into her side.
She screamed letting go of the knife at my throat. I took a deep breath thankful to no longer have a knife against me.
I ran to Eric. “Out. Now.”
He nodded. We were supposed to find something and destroy it. I wouldn’t get my copy but I would get out of here alive. He grabbed me as my hand reached into the clutch hanging from my belt. I fumbled around inside as fire engulfed the floor around us. I felt myself being lifted into the air as I pulled the holy oil out from my bag and dumped it out.
Eric’s claws wrapped around me as he lifted us out of the flame, breaking the roof as he flew higher and higher into the sky. “Are you alright?” His voice was rough from breathing fire.
“Yes.” I nodded.
We stayed suspended in midair for a while, just watching the building burn to the ground, and making sure no one got out of it alive, before he finally flew me to the ground and changed back into his human form. I didn’t bother looking away as he stood there naked in front of me. I watched him put his pants on. “So, what now?”
“Now… now we find a new hotel to stay at.” He smirked. “And we don’t get out of bed for a solid twenty four hours.”
He pulled me towards him and into a soft kiss.
The End
I kept my eyes on the paper as the door opened. I didn’t dare look up.
“So, you’re… looking to find someone special.”
“Yes.” Annoyance laced his voice. “That
is
why I’m here.”
Alright, I knew it was a stupid question, I mean really why else would anyone come to a matchmaking service.
“Well, you’ve come to the right place. We’re very well known because of our high success rates.”
“So I’ve heard.”
Finally I forced myself to look up, as much as I didn’t want to.
Jason Keen was gorgeous. That’s all there was to it. He had short black hair that he slicked back, and I couldn’t help but wonder if that had been the style he’d worn when he was younger- and normal.
I swallowed dryly as his blue eyes stared at me unblinkingly. He wore a black work shirt with stars one either side above his chest, but even with his sleeves rolled down I could see his muscles flex as he bent his arm and rested his chin on his hand.
“Well, I see you’ve been very… detailed with your application.” He’d all but included what breast size he liked, even stating that he liked women who wore skirts as opposed to pants.
Gee, I wonder why.
A smirk spread over my lips at my own thought, then I remembered I had a client in the room. I cleared my throat. “I’m sure there is someone in our database that will fit your needs. We’re hosting a get together this evening, why don’t you attend; I would love to introduce you to a couple people.” I already had one girl in mind for him, they both seemed shallow and vain, it would probably work out between them.
A smile touched his lips. “Thank you.” He stood. “And please, this is of importance. It will need to be quick.”
Yes, yes. True love was always expected to fall quickly into place. Sadly even in the paranormal world people believed in fate, maybe even more so.
My eyes roamed over his body- purely for work of course. I needed to know his body type; and of course some men tried to say they were muscular when… well they very obviously weren’t. I was sure Jason Keen wasn’t lying…
But a girl’s gotta do her job.
“Before you go.” He froze as I stared at him. “I just need to make sure you fit the profile you described on the application. It will be my head if I market a client less than accurately. Please take your shirt off.”
He raised an eyebrow. “For the sake of your work?” He smirked.
“Yes.”
I looked him straight in the eye. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my job. I got to see some of the hottest men and women take their clothes off. I got to verify that they were telling the truth about themselves, and unlike most people in the line of work I didn’t have a paranormal bone in my body.
He chuckled. “Well, if it’s for the sake of your job.” His eyes locked on mine and for the first time in months I felt my cheeks turn warm.
I was used to seeing attractive men and women get naked. I’d long since gotten over blushing, so why would I blush now?
He unbuttoned his shirt slowly. I resisted the urge to bite my lip, or show any sign of it affecting me as I watched him undress slowly. A tattoo came into view as he removed his shirt. The ink flowed down his ribs. I couldn’t read the words but I could see the dagger that was tattooed, surrounded by the stem of a rose circling its way to the top of the hilt.
“You have a tattoo.”
“Yes.” He looked down at it, then back at me. “Is that okay with you?” He smirked. “Or do you
like
it?”
I looked down at the paper hoping he wouldn’t notice my blush deepen. “It’s nothing to do with me.” I said quickly. “I need to know these kinds of things.” I scribbled a note about his tattoo and risked looking up from under my eyelashes. Oh god.
I stared at his abs, each one chiselled perfectly. I swallowed and made another note.
“Alright, you can put your shirt back on.”
“But you didn’t even look.” He mocked. “I thought you wanted to see me naked.”
I took a deep breath hearing the challenge in his voice. I wasn’t some shy little girl. I forced myself to look up, my eyes locked on his for a fraction of a second then flicked up and down his body and our gaze locked again. “Alright.” I forced my voice to come out in a monotone. “You can put your shirt back on Mr. Keen. And leave my office whenever you’re ready.”
He stared at me shortly, then smirked buttoning his shirt back up. “Of course. That thing you mentioned, what time was it?”
“It starts at 7:00. The sooner you arrive the sooner I’ll be able to introduce you to some potential partners.” I watched as he turned and headed towards the door. “One more thing.” He paused. “Your application says you are only interested in women, correct?” He turned to look at me, a grin spread over his face. “I’m only interested in women, yes. Although I’m open to sharing.” His eyes roamed over my body, then rested on the ring on my hand.
I stared at him, waiting for him to turn around and leave my office.
It felt like forever before he did, though it was probably only a minute at most. As soon as he left I let out a sigh and took the fake wedding ring off resting my head against the desk. What the hell was it about him? Why had I reacted that way to him?
I’d had lots of men flirt with me, that was why I wore the ring, but I never really understood why they would bother flirting with me if they were paying for my services to find them a girlfriend. Normally they ring kept them away.
‘Although I’m open to sharing.’
A warm shiver ran down my spine as I thought about his words.
~
When the part finally arrived I was ready to go. I’d been walking around the room for two hours making sure everything looked just right. Why hadn’t they bothered to hire a party planner? I wasn’t sure myself.
“Jess!” Hank made his way towards me. Than handsome owner of the matchmaking services. I honestly thought most of the girls joined up so they could try to get set up with him. Of course he would never get into a relationship, but everyone who worked here knew that he loved his job. “It looks wonderful.” He touched my arm gently as he looked around the room. “As usual of course.”
“Thanks.”
I’d been ignoring what I thought were his advances for months now, of course he hadn’t actually come out and made a move since we only ever saw each other during work hours, and of course office fraternization was definitely not allowed. Which was almost a shame, Hank was gorgeous, and rich and funny. Every girl in their right mind would want to date him.
“I’m sure the event tonight will be wonderful! Have you got your matches picked out for the night, or do you still have work to do?”
“I’ve got everything sorted out.”
“That’s my girl!” and with that he walked away. Leaving me half an hour to make sure everything was alright, and change into an outfit for the night.
As I stared down at the five outfits I kept around my office I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face as I thought about Jason’s application. I reached for the skirt, remembering that he’d said he liked them. I knew it was silly, after all he’d be out chatting with the ladies all night but I the urge to tease overwhelmed me.
I slipped my stocking on, and then pulled the knee length skirt up to my hips. It paired well with a blue silk top and my long blonde hair stood out nicely against it. I applied a smoky eye, with some gloss and then slipped into a pair of black heels before reaching for the clutch I always used for these kinds of events. All my index cards fit nicely in there, along with my cell phone and everything else I would need for the night. I glanced at the clock.
I had 5 minutes to get to the main room and make sure everything was perfect. Thankfully the walk wasn’t too far, I hurried.
“Jess, there you are!” Hayley gave me a smile. “So, you have a partner for my client? The one… with the fake nose.” She whispered the last bit.
“Yes. He’s a mage.”
Her eyes widened a little. “A mage? Those are hard to pair… you’re sure they will get along well?”
No. “Yes.” I forced a smile. Mages were normally picky, and most other paranormal didn’t want to be with them, after all you never knew if a mage was fucking with you in some way or not.
Maybe that’s why I was acting like that when I met with him. He was probably pulling a spell on me.
“He’s not… controlling, is he?”
“He didn’t say he was.” What she meant was that her client was a werecat, and we couldn’t risk having a mage who wanted to control her. I forced a smile over my lips. “Anyways, I’ve got a couple other girls lined up for him to meet, so if it doesn’t sound good to your client don’t worry about it.”
“Alright.” I glanced down at my watch. “Alright everyone!” I called. “Let’s open the door and get started!”
I watched as two people made their way over to the door and opened it. My heart skipped a beat as his eyes locked on me. He’d changed into a suit but I could still see his muscles.
My brain screamed to look away, my body screamed to go over there. Instead I just stood there. I knew I should move. I knew I should look away, pretend to be busy with something else and make him wait for me. But I couldn’t.
He came to a stop right in front of me, his eyes roamed over my body. “You look nice.”
“Well I know how much you like skirts. I wanted to impress.” I said dryly. I wasn’t going to admit there was truth behind my statement. I wasn’t going to admit I’d thought about him while picking the outfit out.
He smirked. “Trust me; you’re doing a wonderful job at it.” He fell silent as he looked me up and down once more. My body froze as he stood in front of me. I cleared my throat trying to bring my attention back to him the job. “So, there are four girls here I thought might be a good fit for you.”
He raised an eyebrow. “I only see one.”
“What?” I snapped unable to process what he was saying. I mentally shook myself not wanting to wait for the answer.
This is all some sort of trick
. I reminded myself. “Nichole is a werecat-”
“No.”
“Uh, okay.” That ruled that out. “Well Jasmine is a vampire who is from early England. She’s lived quite the interesting life,
and
she’s wearing a skirt.” I pointed to her quickly before Jason could rule her out too. He turned, looking her up and down and shrugged.
“I’m sure two would get along well.” I said quickly. “But if she doesn’t interest you there is Kail,” I pointed to another girl. “She’s a jinni.”
He raised an eyebrow. “I think I’ll go talk to her.”
I let out a breath of relief. “Alright, just find me if you have any questions.” I took a deep breath and looked around.
“You don’t normally wear skirts.” Hank spoke from behind me.
I jumped turning to face him. “Oh, I um… thought I’d change it up a little.” He was right; I normally wore nice pants, or a dress. My cheeks flushed.
“How are you doing with your clients so far?”
“I’m alright, actually… I have to go find a couple, excuse me.”
“Of course, but come see me when you’re done please. I have something I’d like to speak to you about.” His eyes sparkled.
I nodded and rushed off to find my other clients.
The entire night was pretty much spent with me trying to track down clients and introduce them to other clients and I soon forgot about Jason. When he didn’t come back to me within half an hour I figured he’d found someone to interest him, whether it was one of the girls I suggested or not I didn’t care much; I’d still get a commission if they got together.
I grabbed a glass of wine from a passing server. Jason might be enjoying the night on his own but I had three other clients who were more than in my face. I’d finally managed to find them all someone who might be a good match and it was time for me to relax for a couple seconds; before making sure that the food serving was going well.
“There you are.” His voice sent a shiver down my spine. I turned to face him and suppressed a groan. How was I supposed to make sure the event was running right if clients kept coming back to me?
“How are you enjoying yourself?” I asked putting on my best smile and pretending I wasn’t ready to die.
“I’m fine… you said I should come find you if the girls I met weren’t…”
“Yes.” I nodded cutting him off. “Come with me and we can try to find you a new match.” Most of the time I did need to do this, but it usually wasn’t
this
hard. A lot of people said they didn’t want a mage in their application.
So I led the way into the back rooms where all the offices are and made my way to the back, where my office was.
“I have to admit, it might be a bit of a hard time finding someone for you.” I said. “It’s probably best if we do a search together.” I pushed my office door open and flicked on the light before heading over to my desk. I heard the door close behind me and his footsteps follow me to the desk as I started up my computer and logged onto our database.
“Alright,” I skimmed through all the profiles and narrowed down the search to those who didn’t have anything against mages then looked up at him. I turned and almost jumped at how close he was to me. “Um, do you want to sit?”