Raven Walks (27 page)

Both Walter and Gina wrenched apart, and when
he sprinted to the window she was close behind him, ready to spring
into action if necessary.

He tore back the blackout drapes only to find
a limb from a nearby tree leaning against the glass, having been
blown over by a huge gust of wind that now whistled right outside
the door. They both had to laugh as he double checked the bolt on
both the window and the door.

“Occupational hazard,” he said as he
retrieved a bottle of water from his briefcase. He brought her one
where she sat back on his bed.

She took it but hesitated for a moment. She
finally looked at his face as he sat next to her. “You didn’t start
giving me this to keep vampires away from me, did you?”

He looked away as he drank from his own
bottle. “Gina...”

“Tell me the truth,” she said. “You did it so
I would have no choice but to stay away from them.”

He turned to her then. “I’m not going to
apologize for trying to keep you safe.”

“But did you want me safe... or did you want
me for yourself?”

It was suddenly a question she felt deserved
an answer.

“That’s the thing, isn’t it? With me those
two aren’t mutually exclusive.” He looked down again. “I just wish
that was enough for you.”

She said nothing as she placed the bottle by
the bed untouched and took him into a loving embrace. She didn’t
bother telling him that she had no intention of protecting herself
from vampires. To end this reign of terror she had to get as close
to the enemy as she could get.

Gina left that hotel room certain of what she
had to do.

Even more than that she was unafraid to do
the very dangerous thing she set out to do.

In her life, now more than ever, there was no
room for fear.

When darkness once again fell over New
Orleans, Constantine and Raven made their way to Sebastian’s club.
They hadn’t found Gina, but at least they knew Abi was now safe
where the Creature would never find her.

That was the one thing they could all agree
on – human, vampire and hunter.

They also agreed that the best way to draw
Argos out in the open was to be seen, together, as though nothing
at all was wrong. It would stir his wrath, and they were willing to
do that if it meant they could have a final showdown with him once
and for all.

They would spend every night there at that
club from dusk until dawn, taking up residence in one of the rooms
there in the back, and staying together – no matter what.

Raven had wanted to scour the city for Gina,
but there was no real way to find her. She knew how to block them
from finding her, so it would be a futile waste of time that would
inevitably endanger others.

They had to count on her persistence to find
and defeat the Creature herself, to draw her back to them.

So the fact that she walked through the door
early that evening shocked neither vampire.

It was the way she looked when she walked in
that made both of their jaws drop.

Her bright red hair was teased high and
tinted copper just like Abi’s, her glasses were gone and her makeup
was thick. Gone was the rock and roll t-shirt, replaced instead by
a corset that pushed her voluptuous curves up for display. She wore
a long black skirt that was slit up the side, showing more of her
creamy white skin than she’d likely exposed in years.

“
Well at least she can’t complain that
anyone mistake the two of us
,” Raven remembered Abigail say,
and if they squinted, they would have mistaken her easily for her
sister. Raven had to wonder if that was on purpose. They watched
her approach them purposefully. She leveled her eyes on them in a
way that made both of their pulses skip a beat.

Huntress, indeed.

And, in one very vivid, heart-pounding
moment, Raven discovered something he wasn’t sure why he hadn’t
considered before. Every encounter exploded in his mind as the
puzzle rapidly filled in. That the mystery redhead who walked into
this club all that time ago, who turned him on this path to find
his one true equal, hadn’t been Abigail at all.

It had been Gina from the beginning, he
realized with a start. She was the one who had the mysterious
indomitable spirit that both made him want to master her and be her
slave.

She slid in between where they stood at the
bar and motioned to Xavier, the blue haired Goth vampire who now
tended bar full-time. “Whiskey,” she told him, putting him off his
game also with the intensity of her gaze. “Straight.”

Raven took note of her drink choice but said
nothing. His eyes were just as deep and intense when she turned to
face him. “I see you’re still alive and well.”

He just grinned. “In a manner of
speaking.”

She said nothing as she turned to
Constantine, who still regarded her a bit skeptically. “How’s my
sister?”

He leaned closer to her, his arm spread along
the bar so that she had to reach over him to get the drink Xavier
brought to her. “Gone,” he said, the near smirk on his face almost
daring her to take that vague answer any way she chose to.

Given that Hunter was nowhere to be seen,
Gina correctly assumed that he had taken her to a place of safety.
One where the Creature would never find her.

If she’d have been dead nothing short of
death itself would have prevented Hunter from seeking his
revenge.

And she would have felt it. No matter how
they had tried to severe the ties between them, they were still
sisters.

She never dropped Constantine’s gaze as she
threw back her whiskey in one gulp. Disco strobe lights filled the
club as a dance remix with a strong sexual beat thundered from the
dance floor. She put the glass back on the bar. “Care to dance?”
she asked him and only after the briefest hesitation he reached out
to take her arm.

Though it tingled and bordered right up to
unpleasantness, it didn’t hurt or shock him like before. He glanced
over at Raven, who watched the scene with interest. With an
imperceptible nod, he gave his blessing for Constantine to follow
Gina out on the dance floor.

She snaked her hands up either side of his
neck and pressed her full breasts against his chest as she stood
close within the circle of his arms. Like little tiny pin pricks,
electricity danced over his skin where ever her body happened to
touch, but instead of feeling discomfort, he found his body
responding to her unusual chemistry. He grabbed her by the waist
with one arm and pulled her close, using his knee to part her legs
so that he could grind her against his body to the seductive beat
of the music.

She followed his lead without breaking the
intense stare between them, and as all the lights danced and
changed around them, he could feel the tiny sparks that seemed to
jump from her body to his as he led her across the floor in a fast,
sexy dance where they each seemed to attempt to take control.

Her hands trailed all up his back, up over
his shoulders and into his hair, tugging it back to expose his own
neck to her snake-like tongue as he danced over his skin. His eyes
clouded when she clamped her mouth over his neck and took a nip
from his long scarred skin. He grabbed a handful of her hair in
return to tug her head back so that she could see his fangs grow
over his lips.

She did not seem surprised or scared by it,
and in fact she smiled at him and ground her body closer to
his.

Raven understood in an instant that she had
figured out what made Argos choose his victims, and she was
deliberately putting a target on her back by seducing his protege.
The only missing piece of the puzzle thus far.

But why had she stopped drinking the holy
water that might have ultimately saved her from the beast if she
was attacked? Technically she probably could have given the
illusion of seducing the both of them, and been a lot safer having
done so.

When her eyes traveled over Constantine’s
shoulder to scope him out in the crowd, Raven heard her unspoken
call to him. Her eyes bored into his with a command that would not
go unheeded. She glanced down over his frame, from the bare torso
only covered by his open black leather jacket, to the tight leather
pants that grew even more restrictive as he watched her sexy dance
with Constantine.

Raven responded by striding on the dance
floor. When they spun past, he took his place behind Gina, which
pushed her closer toward Constantine. He and his master shared a
look that needed no words to define. They had been here before – a
supple human between them, whose only purpose was to fuck them
both.

Constantine grabbed Raven’s strong forearms
as they pinned Gina between their rock hard bodies. She felt the
evidence of both of their passions, which made her lean her head
back, eyes closed, and unwittingly offer her clean virgin neck for
them to see.

Raven’s fangs sprung from his mouth as his
eyes grew dark with the intensity of his lust, and he – like
Constantine – grew harder and more aroused by the vibrating
sensation of her skin against theirs. He grabbed a handful of her
hair and pulled her head to the side to reveal the soft, sweet skin
of her neck to Constantine.

He groaned as he bent forward and ran his
mouth along the curve of her neck. His lips tingled as he tasted
her on his tongue, like touching the tip of a battery. His fangs
scraped against her but did not penetrate. For some strange reason
he felt himself reluctant to take her right here on this dance
floor even though that seemed to be her original intent.

Instead he lifted up, his hand replaced
Raven’s in her hair and he offered up the other side of her neck to
his master.

Raven mirrored his actions on the other side
of her neck, and she felt herself reach the threshold of what
temptation she could bear. Not only did her pussy ache to be filled
with them, her neck burned to be possessed by their fangs as they
sucked her blood at last.

She had been there before, at the door of
death, because of her deep abiding love for a vampire lord she
couldn’t bear to lose.

But now it was pure animal lust in between
these two powerful vampires who were playing her body like a fine
instrument.

Raven’s hands went to her waist while
Constantine’s cupped a breast in either hand. Gina lay her head
back against Raven’s shoulder and whispered into his ear, “Touch
me.”

Raven shuddered against her at the power of
her command, and uncharacteristically he complied. His hand slipped
around her waist and into the slit of her dress, where he realized
that she wore nothing underneath. He whispered her name in her ear
as his fingers dove in between the sweet part of her legs where she
was wet and ready for him to explore. Constantine parted her thighs
with his knee and Raven’s fingers disappeared up inside of her,
making her cry out in pleasure.

They did not care they were in the middle of
the dance floor, and other vampires circled around them in their
own erotic dances, turned on by what they saw and wanting to see
more.

All Raven could think about was her tight,
hot pussy grasping his fingers and the very real volt it sent
through his whole body. He could almost imagine what it would feel
like to shove his cock up inside of her, and the thought made him
impossibly hard in his tight leather pants.

Impatiently he grabbed the belt on
Constantine’s pants. He slid it from its loops, fumbled only
momentarily with the button of his pants and then pushed down the
zipper. The hard shaft fell right into his master’s hand, and
Constantine gasped out loud as Raven grasped it purposely and
guided him right to her waiting hole.

Her leg wrapped around his hip so that he
could enter her right there in the middle of the crowd. Constantine
followed her lead and began to pump slowly inside her while Raven’s
fingers danced over the sensitive head of her clitoris. The loud
music drowned out her cries of pleasure as she came right then and
there. She reached behind her to pull Raven’s head into her neck,
but instead of biting her he sucked her skin into his mouth while
she shuddered all around Constantine’s hard, throbbing cock.

Raven lifted her ass into both of his hands
and spread her wide for Constantine’s demanding thrusts. The small
audience that surrounded them on the dance floor watched transfixed
as he openly fucked her right there for all to see. She glanced
down to watch that thick meat slide in and out of her and it nearly
sent her over the edge all over again.

Then she finally realized they stood in a
very public circle, and the males around them had released their
own hard cocks and were stroking themselves off in the same rhythm
she was being fucked. She cried out and came hard all over
Constantine, who bucked even harder – riding her to his own
explosive orgasm.

She seemed to vibrate around him in a
thousand different little shudders that sent a million little
electrical sensations over the sensitive head of his cock all the
way down his shaft to his balls. His fangs bared he dove in to
satisfy his blood lust as he spent his load inside this willing,
strange but incredible cunt.

Only it wasn’t her virgin neck he penetrated,
but Raven’s. The taste of his blood on Constantine’s lips made him
cum at once into Gina as each drop exploded on his tongue in a
psychedelic kaleidoscope more intense than the effects of any
drug.

Seeing Constantine at Raven’s neck made her
whimper for more. Just hearing him suck from the vampire behind her
made her pussy clamp down tighter on his cock. Why were they making
her wait?

After a moment, Constantine stumbled backward
away from both of them, his cock softening and Raven’s blood
dripping from his fangs. Raven eased her feet back on the floor as
he turned her around into the circle of his arms.