Aurora POV
"I am not crazy!" I fumed, sitting in the seat beside Meg and taking the drink that Ollie offered; with a roll of my eyes at the pink umbrella that floated around the rim of the glass, I pulled it out, wrapping my lips around the stick, not wanting to waste any of the alcohol, it took a lot to get me drunk. Hence why, I refused to lose even a drop. Flinging the umbrella at Meg, seeing her stare at me with a crooked smile, I sighed, leaning my elbows on the table to look at the males she had arranged to meet tonight while trying to ignore the niggly feeling in my gut that someone was watching me.
Fuck it! Let the bastard watch!
A tall, ripped guy sat to my left, smirking at me as he unashamedly looked down at my cleavage. His dark hair and even darker eyes screamed bad boy! Beside him, a stocky blonde male sat, eyeing Ollie hungrily. If his lingering stare wasn't enough to give away the fact he was playing for the other team, the purple eyeshadow and thick eyeliner sure did! Ollie squeezed in beside him, flirting heavily with the pretty stranger. And to his left, a male I could not see because Meg was already snogging his face off.
"Hussy!" I groaned; she flipped me off with a grin. Sighing, I turned my attention to the only option I had- Dark and dangerous.
As the night went on and the drinks flowed, I decided dark and dangerous wasn't so dangerous.. more dreadfully dull, but still, from what I could see from the way his muscles bulged under his tight top, I had a feeling he might still be of some use to me. The memories of my ex-husband that kept invading my head after hearing Alec's voice had left me insanely horny and determined to wash the filthy images of us away with a new sort of filth that only D&D here could offer.
Pulling him to his feet, I sashayed to the dance floor, pulling him behind me. His hands gripped my ass as he pulled me against his solid body. Giving him my best come hither smile, I moved my body to the racy music. Wrapping my hands around his neck, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his neck; the groan vibrating from his chest filled me with confidence I didn't need. As song after song played, I ground my hips against him while pushing my ass into his dick. Seductively smiling over my shoulder at him, I let my fingers caress his thickness with a purr, letting him know exactly what I was after.
Hands gripped my waist gently, too gently for my liking and spun me around to press me tight against his chest. I felt my core spasm feeling his cock dig into my stomach, letting me know he got my message and was game if I was.
"I am just going for a piss, and I will be back; then we can get outta here!" He announced, reminding me why I preferred it when men didn't talk.
"We could go help him!" Ava provoked me.
"Bitch you need to be careful with those taunts." I laughed. "I am not opposed to having my brains fucked out in the middle of the dance floor for all to see, let alone in a bathroom!" Nodding to D&D, not trusting myself to speak, I turned back around and let my body sway to the music content, knowing that my night would end on a high after all!
My lips split into a grin as a hand gripped my hips again, pulling me back into a muscular torso; the other snaked its way around my waist, caressing the dip of my waist before sliding under the crop top I had on that left very little to the imagination. Working in a bar meant skimpy clothes and no bra were a must if you wanted to make decent tips, and I did. I leaned my head against D&D's chest, allowing him better access to my bare breasts.
Why not! Not like these fuckers gave a shit if a guy got a quick grope on the dance floor! Fuck given the way he tweaked my nipples, pulling them roughly, I would let him strip me and fuck me up on the podium!
The hand on my hip trailed up my side finding my throat, gripping it softly, running his tongue hungrily along the curves of my throat, nipping at my heated flesh as he went. The other rolled my abused nipples roughly between his thumb and index finger, pulling a whimper from my lips that provoked a throaty moan from his mouth. Grinning triumphantly, I reached my hand in between us, sliding it across the length of his solid dick.
"I could have sworn he was wearing jeans." I mused to Ava while my hands made quick work of his fly, slipping my hands between the soft material, my digits determined to find their prize. Rolling my lip between my teeth, I moaned seductively as they made contact with their treasure, sucking in a breath at this size.
"Fuck he is hung like a donkey!" I groaned to Ave. My mind quickly conjures images of Alec and HIS impressive cock and all the depraved things I let it do to me. Wanted it to do to me - begged even!
"Not like you're not used to an ass's dick!" Ava chortled, making my lips pull into a sly smirk.
"Touche!" I grinned at her wit. She was right, Alec's cock was about this size, and I had taken it with a hell of a lot of foreplay and loved every second of it. Growling needily, I quickly pulled from thoughts of Alec as D&D twisted my nipple brutally, slapping the sensitive skin of my breast hard.
"Fuck, the bastard is going to pull it off if he carries on!" I whimpered as the pain turned to liquid pleasure in my veins, heating my body delectably.
"You love it, don't lie!" Ava cackled sassily. She was right of course! I did!
As if sensing my hunger for more, his hand lowered down over the tight fabric of my skirt to my thighs, hitching it up at the back. With no warning, he thrusts his hips forward, my bare ass connecting with his cock, a cock I was content fondling. With my hand wedged between us, I had no choice but to lower my hands and grope his balls.
Not that I was complaining. He was insanely tempting! I wanted more! I wanted it all! Fuck.. I needed this more than I needed air!
The hand on my throat tightened as his free hand slapped my thighs open just enough for him to thrust against my core, running the length of his erection along the hot pink lace of my thong. Coating it in the arousal I knew had seeped from my throbbing pussy.
"Are you really going to let him fuck you, here?" Ava asked curiously, watching with intrigue as he rocked his hips, teasing my entrance through the thin fabric of my underwear with his impressive length and thick girth.
"Yes, I think so!" I grinned quickly, checking the dance floor to see nobody was watching; everyone was too drunk or high to care about me and Mr dark and not so dull! Arching to him, my free hand found my soaked thong, pulling it to the side, hoping he got the damn point and fucked me already!
Freezing, my eyes fell on a male, watching us with a mixture of arousal and anger etched across his face. His dark hair and even darker eyes narrowed on the male behind me, who was apparently not my Mr Dark and Dangerous, as HE was standing in front of me.
"Nice to see you again, kitten!" A voice purred into my ear, my breath caught in my throat. Words failed me.
"Alec?" is all I managed before his hot breath danced across the sweaty flesh of my collarbone, silencing me.
Alec POV I don't know whether to be flattered by the fact she is responding to MY touch or outraged that she thinks it's some sleaze balls hands groping her gorgeous body while pulling such delicious moans from her. "You seriously think I would let someone else touch you like this, Kitten?" I purred into her ear, gripping her throat tighter, feeling the muscles strain to allow her to turn to look at me. No, I wasn't ready for her to see me yet; I planned to invade her senses slowly, starting with touch. So Touch I would! Rocking my hips against her, I grinned, feeling her pussy quiver as the tip of my cock teased at her entrance, an entrance she offered me freely. "Get off me!" She protested, yet her hand remained steadfast, holding that flimsy piece of fabric that covered her centre aside for me. Clicking my tongue in her ear, I grinned against the heated flesh of her neck. "Let's not pretend you don't love the feeling of my hands on your body, kitten." I breathed into her e
Aurora POV "Son of a bitch!" I whispered at no one in particular while looking down at my phone; my eyes scanned the message; the crude words glowing against the darkness of my screen left me speechless. A mixture of anger and fear crashed through my body like a tidal wave, destroying everything in its path. Even Ava was numb. I shifted my eyes back to the body on the table before me; the wood table top cracked, splinters of wood everywhere, glasses shattered, and vibrant liquor mixed with the deep red of the blood oozing over the table in a dominant swirl. The male on the table stunk of fear, his face moulded in a mask of unadulterated terror, he had suffered, and it was clearly at Alec's hands! "I should feel guilty!" I moaned to Ava, both of us knowing I should hate myself for pushing Alec and ignoring his warning, but I felt nothing but pure, unfiltered rage. "What for?" Ava questioned abruptly. "For not heeding Alec's warning? For loving the psychopath to start with? For not
Alec POV "Are you sure this is where she lives?" Hugo's revolted voice cut through the stale air of Aurora's room. "This place is a dump!" He huffed, walking around her room while looking at it with the same disgust he would a rednecks trailer park. I shifted my attention from Hugo to two of my pack members installing small hidden cameras around Aurora's room. I noted the look they were giving each other as they shifted some of her belongings from the top of her dresser to provide them better footing. They, too, had the same disgusted look as my brother. "Problem?" I asked, trying to keep the irritation from my voice as they turned to look at me; Ian, the older of the pair, had worked for my father before me and knew better than to question my commands, but his partner was reasonably new. I could see the question bubbling on his tongue. He was desperate to understand why we were here! "Hugo is right. This place is a dump. One of these cameras is worth more than everything in this
Aurora POV "What the fuck?" I groaned, bringing my hand up to my pounding head, blood coating my fingers as I ran them over my scalp, wincing at a nearly healed cut that was making my hair sticky and forcing it to matt between my fingers. I had been jumped; I remember that. The last image I had before I gave into the darkness was the filthy face of the vampire from the bar! His face blurred in front of my vision before my eyes closed. The snarl on his lips and hatred in his eyes as he charged me had sealed this night's fate to sit at the top ten worst nights of all time! Pulling myself up, I looked around the now-empty forest in confusion; everyone knew vampires never left their prey! So why had he jumped me and not hurt me, or was I missing something? "Let's not look a gift horse in the mouth Aurora!" Ava barked at me, lending me strength as I forced myself onto my feet, my legs wobbling under the strain of my achy body. Gasping, I looked around me; the ground was painted in vibra
Alec POV "Sir, I... I..." Marcus stuttered nervously, causing me to roll my eyes. Shooting Hugo a look that said 'humans,' I waited for him to spit out the rest of his sentence. "I... I em... Em" My patience snapping; I gripped the phone to my ear tighter, trying desperately to keep my temper under control. My eyes scanned Hugo, who had leant in closer to hear whatever Marcus had to say, evidently getting as nervous as me by his call. We had known Ava would have picked up on the scent of wolves hanging around the bar, even if we had called in a favour from a boarding pack and asked them to watch over her. So, we decided to hire a human security crew after hearing about the attack on Aurora in the woods. Although my pack had squashed the threat and made a very clear example of the filthy vampire, Hugo and I refused to risk any further harm coming to Aurora, the pair of us agreeing that the only people to make our lives hell would be us! The only downfall to hiring a human securi
Alec POV Gripping my stiff member with a throaty moan, my fingers unable to close around the girth, the head sticking up well above my fist, plenty of shaft still exposed and throbbing beyond my firm hold. "See the effect you still have on me, kitty!" I moaned mindlessly, beginning to pump my hand, providing relief to the aching throb threatening to tear my cock apart as I watched Aurora lift off the wall and scream before storming to the bathroom. "Fuck!" I snarled, not wanting to miss a second of her; I let go of my cock for a moment and flicked the camera to those we had set up in the bathroom and watched as she stripped off her little crop top that barely covered her beautiful tits, a groan escaped my lips as her tits bounced free. Her tight pink nipples were already hard. She had always got off on fear and anger; I had lost count of how many times our fights had turned into mind-blowing sex. Sitting back in my chair, my eyes trailed over the screen, watching as she discarded
Aurora POV Feeling the late morning sun lick at my bareback, I groaned as I stretched my aching bones out. Searching along the hardwood floor for the pillow I knew I had gone to sleep with; I sighed as images of the night before danced across my memory. I had trashed my room in a fit of rage, too stubborn to tidy up and put my bed back. I had fallen asleep on the floor with nothing but my blanket and pillow, which I had seemingly lunged across the room during the night, taking my bad mood into my slumberland. "That explains the stiff back!" I mumbled, flipping over onto it with a moan. "You know you will have to clean this shit up, right?" Ava sassed with amusement. "Ugh!" I screamed, kicking my legs and banging my fists at my side like a child who had just been told it was bedtime. "What are you six? Get your ass up and sort this shit out before Ollie gets back! You know he will freak if he sees this mess!" She groaned, but I could hear the concern in her voice. "Did you hear hi
Alec POV "How long will this take, officer?" I asked dryly, trying to keep the irritation from my voice as I checked my watch for the third time since I had entered this filthy room that they used for interrogating humans. I could see the male on the other side of the one-way mirror in his cheap suit, his pot belly bursting the seams of the nasty fabric, as he stuffed another pastry in his mouth. "Greedy bastard!" Wrath scoffed, watching with me as he shovelled it in his mouth like it was to be his last meal. He was in his early 50s, sporting a receding hairline and dead eyes that I could only imagine were from seeing far too much evil in this world. "Funny how we have been dragged into this room, meant to instil fear and panic, yet here we are intimidating this lazy fuck so much he stinks of piss and B.O!" I concluded, looking into the mirror and past my reflection; on the other side of the one-way mirror, he stood licking his fingers of the sugar as he observed me; like the male