[Vance’s POV]I slowly begin to move, making my way through the club while keeping my gaze fixed on the fae man that is heading toward the bar. When he takes a seat, I take the one beside him and wait as the bartender makes his way over to me.“What’ll it be?” He asks, eyeing me curiously. “If it involves blood, I have to admit that we are fresh out.”At his words, the fae man beside me jerks, and his gaze snaps to me. Immediately, his eyes flash a dangerous ice blue as energy begins to ripple around him, but before he can actually attack, the bartender shoots him a look of warning.“I’ve told you before, Atticus,” he snaps. “This is a place of peace, and there are to be no confrontations in here. If you have a bone to pick with this gentleman, then take it outside.”Chuckling, I tear my gaze away from Atticus and turn it back to the bartender.“I’ll have a whiskey.”Nodding, the bartender turns and begins to make my drink, and when he sits it in front of me, I turn my gaze back to At
[Tabitha’s POV]I drift in and out of sleep while trying to ignore the pain that is shooting through my body. When I asked Atticus to help me forget the sadness and shock I was feeling from Anthony’s leaving, I didn’t expect him to be so rough, but in a way, I guess that I deserved it. And if I was being honest with myself, I encouraged it during.Maybe I wanted the pain to make me feel and remind me that even if the one person who I thought would always be a part of my world disappeared, I was still alive. Well, living because I honestly didn’t feel like I was alive, but I was existing, and that was something.Letting out a shuddering breath, I turn over and take in the empty space beside me where Atticus should have been, and I feel a pang of pain shoot through me.Once we finished fucking like animals, he left, and so far he hasn’t returned. And just like the pain I was currently feeling, I knew that I deserved his absence.I was such a selfish bitch, but I couldn’t stop what my bo
[Tabitha’s POV]My eyes roll into the back of my head as the woman begins to push the hard plastic dick that she wears into me. With each push, I become more and more full until I’m sure that I’m going to break, but just like my first few times with the vampire twins, I find that my body can take it, and it feels so fucking good.‘I knew it,’ Allister murmurs against my skin. ‘You’re a whore that can’t be satisfied without two dicks.’‘Mmmm.’ I moan, leaning my head onto his shoulder.‘Say it,’ he orders, grabbing my nipple and pinching it so pain and pleasure surge through me. ‘Say you’re a slut that can’t be happy without two dicks in her.’‘I’m a slut,’ I whimper, unable to resist what he wants of me. ‘I’m a slut that likes to have two dicks in me at the same time.’‘Such a good girl,’ Allister huffs, beginning his thrusts again. ‘And good girls deserve rewards.’As he speaks, he reaches around and slaps the ass of the woman who is in front of me so that she begins to move at his p
[Atticus' POV]I sit silently in the passenger seat of Tabitha’s car while she drives us to the location of the most recent murder. Where she punched me hurts something fierce, but I can’t help but smile.“How long are you going to give me the cold shoulder?” I ask, taking in her coiled demeanor. She was just waiting for me to do something perverted so that she could attack again. “I explained to you that I had no other choice.”“No choice?” She hisses, shooting me a glare. “Isn’t there plenty of other ways to wake someone?”“Not someone who seemed to be in a pretty fucking lucid wet dream,” I counter.At my words, I can feel her mood shift even more, and I half regret bringing up whatever it was that she was dreaming of, but I half don’t.Since I managed to snap her out of it, she hadn’t said a word about what happened, and even though I was aware that it wasn’t any of my business since whatever was going on between us was mainly sexual, I still wanted it to be my fucking business.“
[Vance’s POV]“Allister!” I call the minute I arrive home. “Where the hell are you?”For a moment, I’m met with silence, and I find myself wondering if he’s not home, but when I hear the sound of movement from above, I know that he is.Deciding to meet him halfway, I begin to move, making my way through the quiet mansion until I spot him coming down the stairs.His face is haggard, and he looks ready to kill someone, but aside from that, he seems okay, and my worry over whether or not he had a run-in with that damned lizard fades.Since my encounter with that creature, I have been on edge, but I couldn’t exactly explain why. Was it because I worried it would come for me now that it had a look at my face? Or was there something more sinister about it? I didn’t know, but I wasn’t just going to wait around and find out.“Why are you making so much noise?” Allister asks as he lazily makes his way down the stairs. “I was trying to sleep.”“Sleep,” I repeat, raising a brow. “It looks more l
[Allister’s POV]“Then we simply have to kill her before she kills us, correct?” I ask, growing annoyed with this conversation. “Are you suggesting that we are too weak to take on a single woman?”“Not a single woman,” Damien counters. “This is Evangeline, the mother of vampires. She is much stronger than all of us.”“Not yet,” I counter. “If we get rid of that lizard, then it can’t complete its task, correct?”“He’s right,” Vance agrees. “This simply means that we have to kill the lizard to make sure that Evangeline doesn’t come back to power.”It really was a simple solution, so why was Damien talking like the end of the world was coming?“Vance, you encountered that creature, correct?" He begins, narrowing his gaze. “Why didn’t you kill it?”For a moment, Vance doesn’t speak as he considers Damien’s question, and when his face falls, I know that I’m not going to like what comes next.“His body was impenetrable.”There it was, but that didn’t mean that I would accept defeat so easil
[Tabitha’s POV]A shiver rushes through me, causing my body to twitch and goosebumps to spring up on my arms.“What’s wrong?” Atticus asks, eyeing me curiously.“Just got a chill,” I admit. “Maybe someone was talking about me.”Maybe it was that, or maybe it was my body saying to take a break; either way, I gladly welcomed the sudden distraction.Since finding the latest body and getting a full description of the creature that was going around doing the killings and leaving those threatening notes, we have been staring at files. However, no amount of looking seemed to bring results.“Are you sure about this lizard thing?” I ask Atticus, closing the computer in front of me. "Because, as far as Boston’s supernatural registry is concerned, it doesn’t exist.”“I’m sure,” he responds, furrowing his brows. “Just because it doesn’t exist in the registry for Boston doesn’t mean that it doesn't exist for the rest of the world.”Frowning, I eye him in annoyance. Was he really suggesting that we
[Tabitha’s POV]I wait until Atticus is on the road before undoing my seatbelt and then leaning over. I couldn’t explain why, but I suddenly really wanted him, and I didn’t want to wait until we got back to his place. Maybe it was due to the craziness of the day or the need to feel wanted by someone, but before I could stop myself, I was undoing his pants and pulling out his dick.“Careful,” he warns, when I bump the steering wheel. "Otherwise, you’re going to cause us to wreck.”“Lean back more,” I order, running my hand up and down his shaft.Nodding, he does as I command before getting comfortable. Licking my lips, I lean over more until I can run my tongue along his tip, cleaning off the salty, sweet precum that has begun to form there. Lifting my gaze, I take in his dark eyes, which have come to rest on me.“Eyes on the road,” I warn. “Otherwise, I’ll stop.”Letting out a growl of annoyance, Atticus does as he is told while I take him into my mouth and begin to bob my head.“Fuck