"Good guy or not, what is he staring so intently at that building for? And he doesn"t look happy about it." Halmar said he didn"t know, but when he looked at Awnia, he had a feeling she knew. "Honey? What is that building?"
"They call it the slaughter house." She shivered as she continued. "That"s where they took me the first time that he caught me. There were others there; most of them had been encased in magic to hold them. I never knew what it was called until later. It"s where we"re brought to try and kill us. Our magic will then go to the one who managed to murder us."
"A house of black magic?" She nodded at her father, who had stood up. "Where is this place, do you know? I"d very much like to take care of this building right now. And if that G.o.d has anything to do with it, I can a.s.sure you, he"ll be dealt with as well."
"As of the moment he took action on this will of his grandmother"s, Hawk owns it." Thor pulled a small tablet from her bag on the floor. "It was never one of the places that were mentioned in your grandmother"s will, so I can only a.s.sume your parents bought it later. That, and about ten other buildings that were until recently being renovated. But into what, I"ve never been able to figure out. You told me to get rid of anything your parents might have had, and that"s what I"m having done. Today it was on my list of things to ask you about. I"m not sure what they were used for or being fitted to use for, but it"s going to be up to you to decide."
"Destroy them." Thor nodded. "Any of them that have had any connection to this kind of work, I want it gone. Make sure that if there is any of that kind of work going on at the other buildings, those people see the error of their ways as well. If Halmar wants to go with you, let him."
"Will do." She handed him three more pictures, two of which he had no idea about and one he could only stare at. "Your parents, right?"
"Yes. These I have no idea. Do you?" She shook her head as he laid them back down on the desk before speaking. "How long before they arrive? I"d very much like to have as many shifters and other beings here as possible. It"s time to show my parents what the true meaning of family is."
Thor stood up as she spoke. "They"ll arrive in about two days. There is a little problem with the car they"ve rented. The guy driving is a buddy of mine, and told me he has some nice verbal exchanges coming from them. He said that it"s part of his job to make sure that they"re aware of the recording going on before they leave with him. Marco said that they"ve either forgotten about it or simply don"t care who knows how they feel. They don"t care much for you, do they?"
"No. I"ve been referred to as the "monster" for most of my life." Thor nodded and told him she was sorry. "Not your problem, but I"m sick of what they"re doing. I"d very much like to take care of this once and for all. Thanks for your help on it. I can"t tell you how much I"m glad this is getting finished."
"Consider it done. When they arrive...I"ll talk to Kennedy and Summer. If anyone can organize this army, they can." Hawk nodded at Thor. "Have the two of you thought about what"s going to happen when they get here? I mean, what"s really going to happen? They"re going to do some major sucking up. Can you turn them down? Once and for all?"
"Yes."
Thor stared at him for a long few minutes. He didn"t flinch from her intense stare. If anyone could see his resolve, it would be her. When she nodded and told him she had faith in him, Hawk thought it was the best compliment anyone had ever given him.
When she left, so did Halmar, saying something about getting his suite set up. Hawk had a moment to wonder where he was sleeping if he thought there was a suite, but Awnia spoke first.
"I want you."
Chapter 9.
"Come here." Awnia shook her head and stood up. "Then how am I to take you if you don"t come to me?"
"I said I wanted you, so I"ll take you." She noticed that his eyes darkened with desire, and she moved to the door. "I don"t want anyone to disturb us. I"ve asked Deacon to make sure that no one comes to find us. He said it would be his pleasure."
She locked the door, then stood there while she unb.u.t.toned her shirt. She was glad now that she"d taken the time with her dressing this morning, and was doubly glad that Kennedy had taken her shopping. When she pulled the shirt off, she could see that Hawk appreciated it as well.
"I got some new things yesterday." He nodded and rolled his chair back from his desk. "I love the feeling of silk against my skin. And it makes my nipples feel very hard."
"Come here, Awnia. I need to taste how hard they are." She stood there until he stood up. "I"m not going to wait much longer. The thought of having you naked is making my c.o.c.k very hard."
"Show me." He opened his b.u.t.ton and then lowered the zipper. As soon as he reached his hand into his pants and stroked himself, she moaned. "Show me, Hawk. I want to see your luscious c.o.c.k."
He freed himself and then pulled his pants down, freeing his c.o.c.k for her. When he stood up after removing them from his legs, his shirt covered him from her view. He continued to rub his hand over his c.o.c.k, and she watched as a stain appeared on the tail of his shirt.
"You have to show me what you have beneath your pants before I go any further. Like, do your panties match your bra? Are they as skimpy and silky? Are they wet with your warm juices?"
"I"m very wet for you." She pulled her pants off by bending over completely. She knew that he could see her b.r.e.a.s.t.s...it was why she"d bent this way. Standing up, she stood before him now in just the little set that she"d paid a fortune for.
"What are your plans for taking me? I have a few ideas on how I"d like to be taken, if you don"t mind." She shook her head, not sure she could speak as he cupped his b.a.l.l.s and moaned. "I"d very much like to f.u.c.k you while you bend over that chair. Then when I"m finished with that, I"d like to suck that pretty p.u.s.s.y of yours until you fill me up. And, baby, I"m starved for you."
"I"d like that. But I want to suck your c.o.c.k." He pulled his shirt off his body and dropped it to the floor. He was hard, his c.o.c.k thick with need, and she wanted to lick the c.u.m that dripped in a long stream from him. She moved forward, thinking of all the things she wanted to do to him.
Going to her knees in front of him, she took the pearly c.u.m into her mouth. Licking him clean, she moaned when he pulled her to him. His c.o.c.k filled her mouth and throat, and he cried out as he held her still.
"You do that again and I"m going to come right now. I"ve been wanting to do this to you for hours...days, I think."
Awnia moved her tongue around the crown of his c.o.c.k when he pulled back. His taste exploded in her mouth, and she held his hips so that she could take her time with him without him rushing her.
"I"m going to come, love." His voice was harsh, and his fingers curled into her hair as he started f.u.c.king her mouth harder. Each time he slid past her throat, she knew that he was going to fill her. "Christ."
This taste of him was much stronger; his c.u.m was hot, salty, and there was so much of him as he came. He pounded her mouth, holding her head with both his hands, and all she could think about was her p.u.s.s.y and how much she wanted him to take her that way. When Hawk jerked from her and pulled her from the floor, she stumbled as he nearly tossed her to the chair. She was so needy that she staggered twice more before she was close enough to it to hold on.
"Bend over and hang on." She had just grabbed the arms when he slammed into her from behind. Crying out her release only seemed to fuel him as he grabbed a handful of her hair again and held her up while he f.u.c.ked her. "Come. Now."
His fingers didn"t just slide into her p.u.s.s.y, but seemed to dig into her. Her c.l.i.t, swollen from need, was so sensitive that she cried out again when he pinched her. Her climax took her breath away even as he continued to pound her to another peak. As soon as she felt his teeth sc.r.a.pe along her shoulder, she tilted her neck and gave him her throat. His teeth tore into her pulse and brought her again. His roar against her throat had her grabbing his hand and helping him while she came again. This time, he came with her.
Hawk held her as he fed from her. She"d not realized until that moment that he"d needed it. As he sealed the wound at her throat, she closed her eyes while he wrapped his arms around her and turned her to his chest. His c.o.c.k was still thick. She could feel him harden again the longer they stood there. As his hands moved up and down her spine, Awnia felt as if she could stay there with him like that forever.
"Do you have any idea how much I"d like to take you to our bed and make slow and easy love to you?" Moaning, she snuggled under his chin and kissed his slowing pulse. "Will you bite me? Feed from me again?"
"Would you like that?" For an answer, he shifted her around and held her mouth to his throat. Awnia took a deep breath of him. His scent was so warm and earthy that she felt dizzy with desire again. "I"ve never bitten anyone but you before. Did you like it?"
"Oh yes, baby. Very much so. Lick where you wish to bite me. The feeling I get when you sink your teeth into me, the thought of how hard I come when you do...Christ, the reward is amazing." He held her to him as he rocked into her warming p.u.s.s.y. "I may come just from the thought of you biting me, love."
She licked his pulse and felt his c.o.c.k jerk between them. He then lifted her up and turned so that she was sitting on his lap when he sat in the chair. Lifting her again, this time with him holding his c.o.c.k, he lowered her over him until she was riding him.
"Christ, this is amazing. Lick me again and bite me. I need for you to bite me, Awnia. You can bite me anywhere and I"ll love it." She nodded. The thought of taking his blood into her body made her restless, wet, and hot. The shifting of her teeth made her want him more, need him more than anything she"d ever needed. He pulled her tighter to his body, her c.l.i.t touching his abdomen every time he moved. "Do it, love. Do it and I"ll come inside of you again."
The moment she bit into his flesh, he roared. So much of his blood flooded her mouth that she had to swallow quickly twice, but knew that she still missed a bit. As she drank from him, he f.u.c.ked her hard, bringing her body to his over and over. When he pinched her c.l.i.t, her body bowed back from the climax that ripped from her. He lifted her up and took them both to the floor as he f.u.c.ked her through four more earth shattering climaxes before he dropped on top of her. His own climax had been strong enough to have moved them both across the floor as he f.u.c.ked her hard.
Awnia was weak from his pa.s.sion and hers. When he finally lifted his head from her breast, she saw blood and pulled him to her to seal the wounds as she"d felt him do to her. When he looked at her again, she smiled at him.
"I think, my lady, that you have worn me out." He kissed her nose before shifting his body over hers so that his weight was beside her and not on her. "Someday we"re going to slow down, but until then I"m going to enjoy you as much as possible."
"I hope we never slow. This is amazing." He pulled her body over his and held her. She knew that something was wrong, but also knew that asking him wouldn"t get her anything. Instead of looking into his mind, she waited on him. She was nearly asleep when he spoke.
"My parents are on their way here. I know you"re aware of that, but I wanted you to know that they hate me and will more than likely hate you as well when they find out we"re a couple." Lifting her head from his chest, she looked at him. "They"re going to try all sorts of things to get me to give them back the house and money, but I"m not going to do it no matter what. And I"m reasonably sure that they had something to do with a few other murders that I"m just remembering. Am I being a b.a.s.t.a.r.d for tossing them out?"
"No. I would never think that of you. People like that, they generally land on their feet again anyway." He nodded, and she lay back down. "My mother and your parents. Do you suppose we should put them in a ring and see who comes out on top?"
"That might work. Until your mother pulled out her magic." He lay there for a few seconds. "What is your mother"s talent anyway? Your father said he was a builder. And then he showed me what that meant. Scary talented, by the way."
She giggled. "My mother"s talent...besides making trouble...is s.e.x." He lifted his head and looked at her. "She"s a succubus."
"A G.o.ddess of s.e.x?" Awnia nodded. "Christ, no wonder you"re so good. I think...no, I don"t even want to think about her and s.e.x, but I"m betting you could give her a run for the t.i.tle. You"re very s.e.xy, and make me crazy at least ninety million times an hour."
She lay there for several more moments, not really thinking of much of anything, when someone knocked at the door. Neither of them moved, knowing that the door was locked, but when Deacon spoke from the other side, they sat up and stared at the closed door.
"I"m sorry, my lady and lord, but there is something...would you mind coming to the kitchen? We have a slight problem." They were both scrambling for their clothing when he spoke again. "If you"d be so kind as to hurry, I"d very much appreciate it."
Samuel glared at Margo. She didn"t touch him, but she did stand there looking at him while tapping her foot. Of all the places to get hurt, this had to be it. When the door opened again, not only was Deacon there, but Hawk and Awnia as well.
"Well s.h.i.t." Margo hit him in the head with her towel. This was the third time she"d done that, and he wanted to take it from her and hit her back. But he wouldn"t. His mother would have his hide if he did.
"Don"t touch him."
As Awnia stood in front of him, he watched her face. He"d been running in the woods when something zapped him. When he"d woken, he"d found his way here, which was closer than going home. And now, he could remember very little about the incident other than it had made him puke up his guts for ten minutes before he"d felt he could move again.
"I don"t feel well and I don"t know what hit me." Awnia nodded and put her finger to his forehead. The pain that had been excruciating leveled out, became more tolerable. Samuel waited until she was finished before continuing. "I was my lion and running the property when I felt...it was hot, so I thought it was you. Then there was this pain that hit me in the back of the neck and seemed to curl up into my brain. That"s all I remember until I woke up near here. Do you know what it was?"
"Yes." She went to his back, and Samuel looked up at Hawk. He asked him if he could tell Kennedy that he was fine. She wasn"t believing him.
"Is she on her way here?" He told Awnia that she was. "Good. You"re going to hurt more before you"re better. Your son, will he be coming as well? I would say leave him at home where he can"t see you like this and he"ll be safer. But I don"t think he"s going to like being parted from you."
"Safer? What do you mean, safer? I don"t...what the h.e.l.l is wrong with me?" Awnia came to stand in front of him again. "Just tell me. I"m scared s.h.i.tless now."
"My mother. She hit you with her magic. Not a great deal, but enough that she"s marked you. She"s taken a part of your mind that she can control, actually. I can remove it, but it"s going to be painful. The good news is that she can"t use her magic on you in this realm. She"d have to go home first. But I"m betting that she won"t waste any time getting back there to try to control you. We"re going to have to work fast, Samuel. She more than likely didn"t know you were the leader of your pride and stronger than her, or you"d be dead about now."
"What do you need me to do?" When she looked at Hawk, Samuel felt his cat stir. He was actually glad to feel him, he"d been sort of quiet since he"d been hurt. "Awnia, I"d very much like to strangle you right now if you won"t tell me what the f.u.c.k is going on."
"You"re her servant. And as such, when she returns to her lair, she can order you to do anything." He started to ask her what that meant. "She will more than likely start with your wife and child, then move to your mother. After that, she"ll have you in her complete control because of the devastation that murdering them will do to you."
"I won"t kill my family." She sat down, not saying a word while staring him. "No one can make me do that. I"m not going to do that."
Awnia touched his hand and said a word. If he had to repeat it ever, he knew that he"d never be able to. But as soon as she pulled her hand back, he slapped himself in the face...twice. And hard enough to draw blood. When he reached for the knife that was lying on the table, he looked at her. She put her finger on the tip and looked at him.
"I"m not nearly as powerful as she is with this sort of magic, Samuel. But I could have you plunge that into your body over and over until you bled out. She will make you do anything she wants for as long as you live if I don"t work fast. I"m only telling you this because what I have to do to remove it is going to be ten times harder on your body and that of your cat than what she did to put it there." He put the knife down, and she handed him a napkin. "When I take this from you, you"re going to beg me to stop. You"re going to try and kill any of us that keep you from the task that she gives you. You"ll hurt like you"ve never hurt in your life. While you can, I need you to give me permission to take it out. And to let your friends do whatever it takes to keep you safe. I will need you to allow me to give you enough of my magic to save you."
"Yes, I give you permission to do whatever you need to do to keep me, and all the rest of us, safe. Anything. Just do it." He looked at Hawk. "You"re in charge of me. Do you need anything? A written sheet of paper? Anything?"
"No. You"ve given me what I need." Samuel nodded and looked at Awnia. He had to ask her. And he had a feeling she knew he was going to.
"Can I die from this removal?" She nodded. "And if you leave it in, will my family die? You"re sure of that?"
"Yes. If I were that diabolical, it would be what I"d do to you. You"d be at my mercy. A broken man without any will to live but what I give you." He nodded. "Samuel, I"m very sorry about this. I never meant for any of this to happen."
"Of course you didn"t." He leaned back in the chair. "Just wait until Kennedy gets here. I want her here. I...I love her, and if I-"
"I"m not going to let you die if I can help it." He nodded. Tears burned at his eyes, and he nodded again. There was a good possibility, no matter what she said, that he was going to die from this.
"When I find your mother, I"m going to f.u.c.king tear her apart for this." Awnia nodded and he pulled her to him to hug her. "I"m so sorry, honey. I"m just really glad you"re here to help me."
Kennedy came into the room just as he was letting Awnia go. She looked at him, then the rest of the room. When he stood up, hoping to take her somewhere to talk to her, she started sobbing. He pulled her into his arms as she started talking to him.
"T t ainmhithe balbh mr. Cad at deanta agat anois? N feidir liom maireachtil gan t. N bheidh me. An gcloiseann t me?" He lifted her chin up and told her in English. "I called you a big dumb animal. And then asked you what you have done now. I can"t live without ye. I won"t. Do you hear me? Ye own me."
"I love you too much to leave you willingly. I love you with all my life, love. But Awnia is going to do everything in her power to save me." Kennedy looked up at him. "We have to talk, love. I need to tell you some things."
"Nay, you tell me now." He told her everything that Awnia had said and what had happened to get him here. Kennedy turned to Awnia. "I"ll not threaten you with death if he dies, "twill do none of us any good. But he"s my life, you know. All I have in the world is in this man. I canna live without him. So I"m begging you, from a woman who loves her husband with all her heart to one that loves her mate as much, please don"t let him die."
"I won"t. But we have to hurry."
Samuel nodded. He moved to the doorway that led to deeper in the house. When he entered the living room, there stood all his friends, all his best friends, and he staggered just a little. He leaned on Hawk when he looked at each of them.
"I might die." Each of them nodded. "If I do, I"m asking each of you to care for my mate and family. They"re all I have. You men...all of you are the best things that have come into my life besides my wife and children, and I can"t think of a better group to help bring me through this than you."
He was led to a room on the second floor. Deacon and Margo were taking out all the breakables, and the bed was stripped clean of linens. At each corner was a thick chain. He knew then that he was going to be tied down.
Samuel moved like a man going to his execution, and a thought bubbled through his mind that he more than likely was. He was terrified and didn"t mind admitting it. As he moved closer to the bed, his head felt as if someone had rammed a spike into him. He felt her then, this b.i.t.c.h who had hurt him, felt her telling him it was time for him to do as she said.
"She"s starting. Hurry." Samuel felt himself being pulled. He looked at Kennedy and thought about ripping her throat out. But he fought it and screamed at them to hurry. The first chain around his wrist made his cat snarl.
The chains were holding him down, but he pulled anyway. Samuel tried to fight against the pain in his head, knowing it was the b.i.t.c.h, but she pulled him under. Twice he begged Kennedy to come to him, and when she wouldn"t, he snarled at her.
You"ll kill her. The voice rang in his head as if she were standing right next to him. And he could no more tell her no than he could have Kennedy. As he reached for her again, the most incredible pain took his breath away, and he screamed with it.
Every time he went down, his mind shifting to something dark, he knew that he said things. Not really sure of the words, but he knew that the words spewing from his mouth were not his thoughts. Still the pain raged on, the mind-blackening pain that took him under again and again. And still she was there. Shouting at him, screaming at him to bend to her will. And he wanted to. He needed to do as she said, and he tried so very hard to fight her.
Are you listening to me? I have the power to destroy all that you are. Kill the c.u.n.t. She"s f.u.c.king every male in your pride; f.u.c.king kill her.
Samuel wanted to kill them all. Tear their throats out and destroy their bleeding bodies. His mind latched onto Awnia, and he knew that she was going to take this away, remove the voice from his head. Samuel screamed at her to leave him alone.
"Samuel, fight it." He heard her voice, the voice of the daughter. He snarled again and tried to shift. The need to claw her body apart, ruin every part of her, made him yank at the chains again. This time they gave a little.
He pulled and pulled on them. Time. The word, the concept kept at him. Time. Time. He was running out of it. And it was the daughter"s fault. Samuel pulled harder on the chain as the pain made him sick. He threw up once, not even caring that he had. The first chain at his wrist was close to being free, and he yanked harder and harder still.
Free. His mind, and the woman, shouted with jubilation over it. As he reached behind him for the daughter, he felt his claws stretch and cut deeply. Satisfaction made him laugh. Even as he pulled hard on the other chain, the need to kill her was imminent.
A scream tore at his head. Not his...the scream wasn"t his, but he liked it. Needed more of it. Clawing again, he felt heat. A flame had been set to his flesh, and his cat screamed as well. The pain in his head tripled, then doubled again as he tried to get away from it.
"Now." The daughter again. He reached for her just as he felt something shift again. His cat was there, but he was hurt, his breath laboring after something that had happened to him. As Samuel reached for him, tried to give him comfort, the woman in his head told him to kill it, to destroy the cat. Samuel tried to get him to come to him, for his cat to take his body so he would be stronger. But he lay there, not moving, as something seemed to pull at his mind again. This time he knew that he was dying. His cat was nearly there already.
Calmness settled over him. The thoughts of death, of killing, seemed to be leaving him. As he came back to himself, Samuel had a feeling that he"d run a great distance, that his body had been battered and beaten severely. His eyes, his entire face, felt like they had been burned by a torch.
"Samuel? Can you hear me?" Kennedy, his Kennedy. He tried to reach for her; the need to pull her to his body was overwhelming, and his heart was heavy with something he"d done to her. "Samuel. You need to rest now."
"I love you." He heard her cry and wondered about that for several seconds as he began to shut down, his body seemingly melting into a pile as he tried to fight it. "I love you," he said again as his mind blanked out.