Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Marked

Psycho

Once the sun was about to set, and with my phone on speaker, I dialed Viper.

"Yeah?" he answered.

"Got a situation. Can you come to my clubhouse?" I asked.

"What situation?" he groaned.

"Just rescued a bunch of girls from some piece-of-shit vampires. We smoked three of them, but two got away. I need you to use your hypnotic hoodoo on them before I take them to the bus station to meet their families. Then, we need to talk about this shit."

Nera stared at me, nodding in agreement.

"Fine. Address?"

I forgot he hadn't been here. Not that I'd been to his clubhouse either. When we did interact, it was on the phone or in a public spot. He'd visited my old clubhouse, just a small warehouse rental I'd had when I first moved here, but we'd since had this compound built.

I rattled off the address.

"I'll be there in thirty and I'm bringing three guys."

"Perfect." I ended the call.

Nera looked at me. "Do you think the Nighthawks can find these bastards?"

I shrugged. "I'm not sure, but I think so. They're not too dissimilar from us. They run a tight ship with good tech people and a strict organization. They're going to be pissed I didn't call them to do the rescue, but they'll get over it."

I mean, they probably wouldn't get over it, but that was a problem for another day.

"My mom says she's on her way."

I looked over to see a girl with blonde hair who I thought was named Sarah announce it.

"That's great, I'm sure you're looking forward to seeing her. We have to wait about thirty minutes before we can leave, then we'll drop you off at the Greyhound station. That's where you told your mom to meet you, right?" Nera asked gently.

She nodded. "Yeah."

"Great, sit tight and help yourself to more food, if you want." Nera gestured toward the bar.

Since we'd been in here all day, it was near dinnertime and Cutter set out fried chicken and mashed potatoes with green beans. It smelled delicious. My stomach rumbled, but I wasn't going to sit and eat until I was done with my business with Viper.

The girls went up and got plates of food and bottles of water or soda.

I sat at a nearby table, and Nera came over and sat on my lap.

"Do you think they'll be okay?" she asked, staring at the girls. Leticia was still on the phone with her mom, but it wasn't on speaker any longer.

"I think so. But they all have to get their stories straight."

"That's where Viper and crew come in," Nera said.

"Yes."

She ran a gentle hand along my thigh that was giving me inappropriate thoughts, but I shoved them down.

"What's the plan then?"

My phone chimed with a notification from my cameras. I pulled it up to see a black SUV ring the buzzer. I recognized Viper in the driver's seat and buzzed him in through the gate.

I picked up my phone.

Me: We're inside Rumble. You can't miss it.

Viper: I see it.

They entered shortly after, my guys making faces of disgust at the vampires. I would need a talk with them about that. Natural enemies or not, we needed each other.

Viper, Shadow, Phoenix, and Venom entered. I greeted the wolf with a head nod and we quickly huddled together.

"To make a long story short, these girls were kidnapped by a vamp named Deon and his crew. Unfortunately, to rescue them, I had to use UV bullets."

I watched them all flinch, except Venom.

"The victims saw them turn to ash. The main one, Deon, he was set on fire by Nera, but he healed enough to get away. They girls have been asking questions. Most of them are local to Florida, Louisiana, and Mississippi, and have family coming to get them soon. I think it's a good idea to just bamboozle them to remember the guys getting shot and killed with regular bullets and not turning to ash. Take away the fire part of the story with Deon. Let the cops go after him."

"I got this," Phoenix said.

"Oh, and the black eyes. They were very frightened by that," I added, remembering what Nera told me.

"On it," Phoenix said.

I looked at Viper.

"He's the oldest of all of us. He has the coercion down pat. That's what we call what you refer to as bamboozling," Viper explained.

"Excuse me," Phoenix shouted.

I looked at my guys and made a cut-throat motion with my hand, indicating for them to not look at Phoenix. The guy was a huge fucker, probably 6'4 with flaming red hair. I'd seen him be able to create fire too. I had no idea how he could do that, or how Shadow could disappear into thin air, but I knew sometimes vampires came with special powers. I didn't think Viper had any.

The girls looked at Phoenix.

"Hi, ladies. Let's sit at this table right here." He indicated a large round table. The five of them sat down with him while Nera clung to my side. "My name is Gabriel. You can call me Gabe if you want." He smiled. "Listen, I know you sweet girls have been through a lot, but listen—I have something really cool to share with you." His voice was also hypnotic and deep, with a slow, calm Southern accent.

He went on to do exactly as we discussed. He didn't take their kidnapping experience away, but he just changed a few small supernatural details away from the rescue effort. We were worried about human cops going up against the remaining vampire kidnappers, but at this point, we didn't have a choice. The girls would remember what they did and when the cops put out an APB for Deon, they probably wouldn't get very far.

But we would.

I instructed Chaos and Strife to grab the grocery getter and take the girls to the local Greyhound station and stay there with them until they were all picked up.

Trigger, Menace, Nera, and I sat with the Nighthawks and explained everything from start to finish.

"You should have called me," Viper said, narrowing hazel eyes at me.

"I knew you were going to say that, but I didn't think you'd appreciate my UV guns. I didn't need any of you getting caught in the crossfire," I replied.

"We aren't ‘caught-in-the-crossfire' types," Shadow snarked.

I ignored that and looked at Viper. "Do you know a vamp named Deon?"

"What's he look like?" he asked.

I looked at Nera.

"He's tall, probably six-two at least. Light-skinned Black, maybe mixed? Greenish eyes. Big straight white teeth. Violent. Sexual sadist."

Viper's eyebrows went up. "He…?" He let the question hang.

Nera nodded. "Unfortunately."

I'd never seen a vampire's face get red, but his did, and Phoenix's as well.

Viper's jaw clenched. "We'll find him and dispose of him."

"I want to be there," Nera said quietly. "And please dismantle his operation."

"We want to be involved," I said. "Sex traffickers need to cease to exist, human, vampire, or otherwise."

"Agreed," Viper replied.

Venom looked at Nera. "Were any of the vics wolves or vamps? Or other witches?"

"I think I was the only witch. They kept us drugged so I couldn't use my powers. It was very frustrating."

"What kind of drugs?" Phoenix asked.

"I'm a nurse, and I believe it was propofol. It's used for surgeries and such."

"I wonder where they get it?" Shadow asked.

"I'm sure they just hypnotize—I mean, coerce—a medical staff for it," Venom said.

"What did the other guy look like who got away?" Viper asked Nera.

She sucked in the side of her lip. "About six foot, pale, blue eyes, greasy black hair that falls in his face a lot. I never got a name. I only knew Deon's because one of them slipped up and said it."

Viper looked at Phoenix. "Get all of that to Face. Have him start searching."

"I think they're from Mississippi. They had a place in Biloxi," Nera added.

"You got an address?" Phoenix asked.

"I'll have Wizard text it to Face," I said.

Viper stood and the other three did as well, so we also stood.

"Next time there's a vampire issue, call us. Please," Viper said, looking stern.

"You have my word," I replied, putting my hand out to shake.

He returned it, and the Nighthawks left out the front door of Rumble.

"Are you sure you're all right?" I asked Nera as she stood in my bedroom, her arms around my waist.

"I am. I promise. Now kiss me, Psycho."

I didn't need to be told twice. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. They were warm and soft and she smelled like flowers and sunshine. As our lips moved in sync, I knew I'd found the bright light my dark soul had been waiting for. She was strong and resilient, feminine and tough. She was everything I could want in a woman. She made me want to burn down the entire world and murder anyone who even looked at her, let alone touched her.

I knew we needed to talk more about what happened to her, but right now, neither of us were in the mood to talk.

I groaned when she pushed my cut off and it fell to the floor behind me. Then she reached down and pulled my tee off over my head, breaking the kiss just long enough to do so. I yanked her shirt off as well, groaning when I saw she had no bra on. Her tits were gorgeous, just the right shape and size.

Fucking perfect.

I kicked off my shoes, stoked and ready for what was about to happen.

She pushed me on the bed and crawled on top of me as I lay on my back. I groaned when she ran kisses up my stomach and chest, taking her time and driving me crazy with need. Her hips ground against mine, rubbing my cock through my jeans. I wanted to rip both our pants off and shove myself inside her. But she seemed to be enjoying what she was doing, so I could wait.

Her hands slid along my bare arms and she gripped my hands, linking our fingers together as she kissed me and grinded against me.

She skimmed up my body and put her breasts in my face. I took turns sucking on each nipple as she made faint sounds of pleasure, her head craned back and her mouth dropped open. I needed to touch her, so I released one hand and glided it down her bare chest, her stomach, and then reached down to pop the button on her pants. I slipped my hands inside, groaning at how wet her cunt was. I was sucking on one nipple while I fingered her swollen bud, smearing her juices around, moving my finger faster and faster.

She let go of my hand and leaned down, kissing me hard and furious, our tongues mingling and dueling while she trembled against me, crying into my mouth when the first orgasm hit her. Our breaths were heavy as we continued to kiss, her riding out the pleasure I gave her.

I lifted my hand from her pants and broke the kiss so I could lick my fingers and taste her. She sat up on her knees and pushed her pants down, wiggling out of them, now completely bare before me. Then, she yanked my pants and boxers off, and I kicked out of them. I watched her eyes widen, giving me a little ego boost, and then she leaned down, her tits dragging over my dick before she lowered enough to lick me from base to tip. I hissed in appreciation, a shudder engulfing my body. She slowly took the head into her small mouth and had to open her jaw wide to accommodate me. This was so much different than last time. She really wanted to do this.

"Good girl," I whispered. "My cock fits perfectly in your mouth." I widened my legs to give her more room to kneel on the bed. Her tiny body fit nicely in the cradle of my thighs.

She closed her eyes and slid her mouth down, not quite making it to the base.

"Nera."

She opened her eyes.

"Look at me while you suck my cock. Look at me and only me," I demanded.

She nodded, making another trip down my shaft, her hand at the base, pumping in time with her mouth.

I massaged her hair with my large fingers, encouraging but not pushing. "You're so good at that, larkspur. Feels real good."

She hummed at the praise and continued, until I felt my balls tighten. I gently gripped her hair, pulling her off. She stared at me, her eyes watering a little, her plump lips wet with her saliva and my precum.

I wasn't going to lose it in her mouth this time. I reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a condom. After tearing it open with my teeth, I rolled it over my throbbing dick.

"Hang on, sweetheart." I reached up, inserting two fingers into her tight little cunt. "Let me get you ready for me." I spread my fingers wide, massaging her insides. I slid my thumb over her clit as I did so, and she moaned, her eyes sliding closed.

"Fuck," she breathed. "You're gonna make me come again, Shep."

"Yes, I will," I replied, rubbing her insides.

She shuddered as another climax crested over her and I smiled at the look on her beautiful face as she came, the sounds she made music to my ears.

"Okay, get on, baby."

She hovered over my dick, her wet pussy glistening in the light from the moon shining through the window. We both watched as she slowly sank onto my cock, her nipples pebbled tight and hard, her pussy suctioning me as she sat all the way down. She breathed hard, having to accommodate my size.

I raised my hips to meet her downward thrusts, and tried to control my breathing. It had been a while for me, and I wasn't going to last. But… we had all night.

Once she was seated on me comfortably, she breathed deep and rolled her hips slowly, her head arched back, her mouth open.

"Fuck, larkspur. Your pussy is so tight," I hissed.

I watched in fascination and adoration as she swayed her hips fast and faster, and her snug little cunt was going to be the end of me. Her perfect tits swung with the motion, the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen,

"Fuck, I'm close," I groaned, feeling my nuts tighten and my spine tingling.

Without thinking, I pulled her down flush on top of me, angled my mouth on her shoulder, and instinctively bit down on her shoulder, marking her.

When she cried out loudly and squeezed her pussy walls, gripping the sheets in her fists on either side of her, I exploded, shooting into the rubber in jerky motions while she rode me.

It was the best, most intense orgasm I'd ever had. Even my gums and teeth were tingling from the bite.

She slumped onto my chest, and we stayed connected while I rubbed her back with my fingertips.

"You're incredible. That was incredible," I breathed.

She lifted her blonde head and stared at me with those amazing eyes. "Did you bite me?"

"I guess I did. I couldn't help it. It was a primal instinct. We have no control over it."

"We?" she asked, confused.

I ran my finger along her cheek. "Nera, I marked you. You're my mate now, and I'm yours."

She smiled. "Really?"

"Yes, really." I ran my finger along the bite mark. It would heal, but it would always be a scar there. "Did it hurt?"

"Not at all. It made me come really hard, I think," she admitted. "Thank you."

"For marking you?" I asked. Surely she wasn't just thanking me for sex. She could get that anywhere, though if she did, the guy would lose his life.

"For waiting for me. You're amazing."

I kissed the tip of her nose. "You were more than worth the wait."

I got up, went to my ensuite bathroom, wetted a washcloth, and cleaned her up as she lay sprawled in my bed. then I cleaned myself up and crawled into bed with her.

Fucking perfect. She was nothing short of perfection and I already knew I was in love with her. She'd captured me from the first moment I laid eyes on her in the Reapers' clubhouse and I was just glad she was as attracted to me as I was to her.

And now she was marked. She was my mate for life.

Fucking mine.