Dwyer, Dixie Lynn- Task Force One: Dani's Got a Gun [The Men of Five-0 #4] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “Oh God!” She moaned as a flow of cream dripped from her pussy.

  “I think she might like that, Baher. Good call,” Bently teased and Randolph chuckled.

  Baher thrust his cock into her again. This time, two strokes.

  “More. Please let me come.” Her belly tightened, her pussy ached, and she wanted to come. Just a few more strokes of his hard, thick cock and she was there.

  She tried to push toward him and his hold on her arms tightened as he used his hips to hold her in place.

  “I’m in charge, remember.”

  “Please, Baher, I need you.”

  “Tell us you like to be controlled. Tell us how turned on you are right now being restrained while I fuck you.” Baher tormented her, and it turned her on.

  “Fuck yes. I love it! I want more. Give it to me!” she yelled, and he chuckled then smiled.

  “As you wish, mate.”

  She nearly lost focus as Baher thrust his cock into her pussy at record speed. The table creaked and moaned from his thrusts, and she held tight, waiting for him to allow her to come. Holy shit was she completely turned on by this.

  “Let me come, let me come, let me come,” she begged.

  “Almost, just a little longer.”

  “Now please now.”

  “Just a little bit longer…”

  He thrust his hips and released her hands to grab her hips and hold on tight while he went deeper and harder.

  “Now!” he yelled as he exploded inside of her, and she followed, screaming his name and panting for air.

  “Holy fuck, Dani. That was amazing.” Baher pulled slowly from her pussy then pulled her up into his arms. They hugged each other and both tried to catch their breath.

  He cupped her face between his hands.

  “I love you, mate. You complete me.” Baher kissed her before she could respond.

  Chapter 13

  Randolph held Dani’s hand as they walked from the bedroom to the kitchen downstairs. She could hear the roars of laughter and some pretty relentless teasing going on. The only one who seemed a bit distant was Vanderlan.

  As she arrived at the kitchen, all laughter stopped, and she froze in place.

  Holy shit!

  Six very large, tattooed men stared directly at her and eyed her like the last piece of candy in a candy jar. She felt exposed as they sniffed the air.

  “This is Dani,” Van stated as he introduced her.

  “I’m Adrian and no offense, love, but you’re too fucking hot to be called a boy’s name.” He kissed her hand and bowed before her. She smiled as she said hello, getting the impression that Adrian was a flirt and a half.

  “I’m Brady and this is Delaney and Eagen,” Brady stated then shook her hand and bowed as he kissed it. Their Irish brogues were charming. Delaney followed suit, kissing her hand and eyeing her over as he sniffled a little closer to her.

  “Watch it.” Randolph stated firmly, and the men chuckled. She wasn’t sure if Randolph was teasing or not.

  “I’m Quinn, the handsomest and most charming of the Fennigan Pack,” Quinn stated then kissed her hand and winked at her. Perhaps he was the flirt of the family?

  “This is Angus, he is lead Alpha of the group of troublemakers.” Van introduced the leader, and he nodded his head and shook her hand.

  “It’s nice to meet you all,” she responded then stepped back, placing her hand on her hips as she rested her palm on the holder where her gun sat.

  “A fucking cop. Holy shit. And a detective, no less. You fuckers are up shit’s creek ya know?” Adrian teased.

  “She finds out about some of your illegal activities and who knows what she’ll do,” Brady added.

  “It might be kind of fun having the lassie handcuff one of them or all of them and having her way with them,” Delaney added, and they all laughed.

  “With that body and her weapons, she might just be the Alpha of the group,” Eagan teased, and they began to carry on like a bunch of schoolboys. The Fagan Pack joined in ribbing the men on their lack of women and whatever.

  Randolph held her by her waist, and she laughed as the friendly teasing continued.

  “We need to discuss our plan for tonight,” Vanderlan stated firmly, and all conversation and laughter stopped.

  Vanderlan held her gaze, and she sensed his feelings of displacement. She in return consoled him, and he crunched his eyebrows at her then blocked her attempts.

  What the fuck was that about? I was just trying to help.

  “We need to make a plan. Who will be going where to check out which locations?” Vanderlan asked.

  “Fennigan Pack can split up and check those two bars and the hotel where our sources believe a rogue fitting the same description as the one we’re looking for has been frequenting,” Bently stated.

  “There was another place that he was spotted weeks ago. A few of us could go there,” Adrian suggested.

  “Wait, before Baily was killed, she had mentioned seeing this rogue at the café she and her sister hung out at. There’s also a club right on the same block. Her sister was one of his victims,” Dani stated.

  “Really? Well, what’s the name of the place? We can check it out,” Angus said.

  “It’s called Fantasia. It’s located on Chester Street,” Dani replied. Quinn pulled out a small device and began typing. A few minutes later he explained what he found.

  “It’s a night club, owned and operated by Cysure Corp.”

  “Cysure Corp? Why does that name sound familiar?” Van asked aloud.

  “Fuck!” Vanderlan yelled then slammed his fist down on the island.

  “What is it?” Van asked.

  “I should have realized this sooner. With finding Dani and everything else that has been happening, I completely lost focus.”

  “Thanks a lot,” Dani replied sarcastically and gave him a dirty look before turning away. That was for his response to her comforting him earlier.

  “Over a year ago, while I was away in Ireland, assisting the Fennigan Pack, someone broke into my estate down south. I simply thought it was hired help, a young man desperate for the finer things in life. Anyway, some items were taken, and I sensed that my vault where vials of blood are stored was tampered with. But my personal, more valuable supplies are well hidden under magic besides locks and other things. I keep decoys more accessible and they are tainted with magic,” Vanderlan explained.

  “So what does that have to do with Cysure Corp?” Van asked.

  “Cysure Corp is involved with numerous types of businesses, including medical technology. They are an international company. I’m not certain who exactly the owner is, but they have a lot of money and a lot of connections.”

  “I’m still not understanding you,” Van pushed.

  “This is just a guess, but what if it wasn’t the kid that stole from me, but perhaps someone connected to Cysure Corp that needed the blood of a strong vampire to use in experimentation?”

  “Holy shit, this rogue wolf seeks the blood of its victims. Every crime scene is a major mess,” Dani stated, and they all looked at her.

  “You said the blood was tainted, Vanderlan. With what?” Dani asked.

  “A curse, really. The rogue wolf would become so desperate for a certain blood that it would eventually go insane and take its own life.”

  “But does this blood contain your real blood?” she asked.

  “Sure, it has some of it, or I wouldn’t be able to taint it.”

  “What are you thinking, Dani?” Bently asked her.

  “If there is enough blood of Vanderlan’s running through this rogue wolf’s bloodstream, then won’t it also sense the things that Vanderlan desires? I mean his attraction to me? His ability to identify my special abilities,” she stated, unsure that the Fennigan Pack knew she was a healer.

  “Oh shit!” Van stated.

  “This is really strange.” Quinn continued to type away on the device.

  “Stand in my shoes the last seventy-
two hours and you’ll see strange,” Dani stated sarcastically, and Vanderlan aimed a very deep, dark stare at her. He was trying to command her or something, but she blocked him just as he had done to her and just as Margo had taught her.

  “This club Fantasia owned by this company has a big event going on tonight. I say we go there, investigate it, and see if we can track down the owner. Maybe identifying the owner of Cysure Corp will help us figure out who’s responsible for creating the rogue,” Quinn suggested.

  “That sounds perfect. Randolph, do you have an ankle holster I can borrow so I can hide my gun under my pants?” Dani asked, and silence filled the room.

  “You are not going anywhere,” Van stated firmly.

  “I think that is our clue to leave,” Angus stated, and his brothers chuckled.

  “We’ll set everything up and meet you guys out front in an hour,” Angus stated, and the men left the room.

  * * * *

  “You can’t be serious? I know where that location is. I know the clubs around there,” Dani stated with her hands on her hips.

  “Did you not hear what Vanderlan said? This rogue could have his blood running through his veins. You are a healer and you are our mate. Tonight and from here on out, you are no longer a detective working the case,” Van said.

  She was shocked, and she was not going to stand there and take this.

  “What a load of chauvinistic bullshit! If you want a fucking slave, a bowing barefoot pregnant housekeeper and fuck toy, then you can all go to hell! I am not that kind of woman.” She walked out of the room and headed toward the back sitting area as her blood felt as if it were boiling.

  She paced back and forth. She couldn’t hear their discussions, and then suddenly she sensed the figure in the doorway. She turned around, prepared to give whomever it was hell when she saw Vanderlan.

  His eyes were glowing red, his heart pumped faster, and she felt the blood flow through her veins.

  “You will do what you are told,” he stated, and she held her tongue.

  “You don’t deserve a response.”

  He raised his eyebrows at her.

  “What?”

  “You blocked me before when I sensed your uneasiness about being around all the wolfmen.”

  “I had no such feelings.”

  “Liar!” she blurted out.

  He took a step closer, unfolding his arms and looking her over. Her flesh tingled and her feminine parts became aroused.

  “You must learn to trust our judgment.”

  “You must learn to trust mine.”

  “I’m not going to battle like this with you. What I say is final. It’s the way.”

  “Maybe centuries ago, but not for a modern woman like me. It’s time to readapt.”

  He raised his eyebrows at her.

  “I never thought I would have a mate, never mind one with a tongue of fire.”

  “If you prefer easy women, then the gods have surely played a joke on you.”

  He showed his fangs and made a sound. All he was missing was the black cape lined in red silk, and a pasty white complexion.

  Her pussy clenched and her nipples hardened as he swooped toward her. She stepped back only to be lifted into the air. He pinned her against the wall and claimed her mouth in a fierce, primal manner. His fangs bit into her tongue and mouth, and she tangled with him in response. A fire warmed her blood, and as she attempted to control his moves and give as good as she was getting, he used those special vampire powers to restrain her with his mind.

  Her arms remained by her side, palms flat against the wall. Her legs were slightly parted as he stepped back and stared at her. She held his gaze and no matter how hard she tried to resist his control, she failed.

  “Mine.” One by one, the buttons to her blouse snapped open, parting against her skin. Her heart pounded inside of her chest, and her pussy begged to be free from the confinements of her panties and pants. As if on cue, the zipper rolled down, and somehow her pants lowered off of her.

  Her eyes widened in shock as Vanderlan’s gaze bore into her, his mind in complete control.

  “This isn’t fair,” she stated as all clothing disappeared from her body and the feel of his fingers and hands began to caress her from within.

  He was teasing her, showing his power over her hungry sexual need and holy fuck did it turn her on. She wanted to rip into him, suck his cock, and bite his neck, something that would make him feel as out of control as she felt right now.

  He pulled off his clothes then reached for her, bending down, placing one thigh over his shoulder before he delved into her pussy with his fingers.

  She quaked and shook but still remained pinned against the wall. She couldn’t move to touch him or do anything but remain plastered against the wall, creaming herself and feeling her orgasm reach its peak.

  “Tell me what you want to do to me.”

  He pumped his fingers into her pussy then lifted his shoulder higher, making her moan in pleasure.

  “This isn’t fair. You’re using my need for you to control me. Release your mind hold and let me touch you back.”

  “Not unless you promise to behave and to heed your mates’ commands and orders. We do this to protect you. It is our job.” He continued to stroke her pussy.

  She wanted so much, and she knew that they cared, but they were asking her to change everything about herself.

  “You will still be the same person. In fact you will be even stronger as we build this bond between us all.”

  She was about to explode when he stopped his ministrations.

  “Hey!”

  “Hey yourself. You promised me something.”

  “What?” she asked as he lowered her leg and stood up. He placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her down. She immediately understood his request as she lowered to her knees, took his shaft into her hands, and licked the tip.

  His hold on her head and hair was firm. Vanderlan was a control freak. That was for certain.

  Slowly she opened her mouth and took him in, inch by inch.

  She began a rhythm as her senses absorbed his musky scent and each hard ridge of his cock. She could feel his blood pumping and his need to bite her, taste her blood, and fuck her hard.

  She began to moan and move her hips.

  “Not yet. Only when I am inside of you,” he scolded, and immediately the sensations stopped. How the hell did he do that?

  * * * *

  Vanderlan was losing his control. His mate was a sexual goddess and she had him there already. He yanked at her hair, pulled her mouth from his cock, and lifted her up and against the wall. She straddled him, and in one swift thrust he entered her, making her scream.

  Over and over again he stroked her tight, wet pussy until the urge and the hunger inside of him lessened. He was penetrating her deeply when he felt her about to explode. She grabbed at him and panted against his shoulder as he thrust against her with his face against her shoulder. He felt his teeth sharpen when he exploded inside of her, rocking his hips as he bit into her and fed from Dani’s blood.

  She followed suit and bit into his shoulder, taking her fill and licking him clean before she rested against his shoulder.

  “Holy fuck.” His body swayed.

  He slowly pulled out of her and hugged her to him.

  He carried her out of the sitting room and straight upstairs to Van’s room. There in the doorway was Van, waiting and looking angry and aroused.

  There was no exchange of words. He understood Van’s need. All the brothers experienced the same sensations that Vanderlan and Dani had just shared. Vanderlan explained to Dani, and she blushed.

  He chuckled as he handed her over to Van.

  * * * *

  Van was filled with such lust and need for his mate he thought that he would go insane. Their lovemaking projected through their thoughts and onto each of them.

  Van lifted her up and covered her mouth before he fell to the bed with her between his legs.
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  He ravaged her mouth and licked and bit against her skin leaving red marks everywhere in his path.

  She moaned and grabbed at his hair then thrust her pussy up against him. He was on fire as he pulled from her, breathing heavy and standing so he could remove his pants. His dick was so fucking hard he could hardly get out of his pants.

  “Fuck!” he complained and then pushed off his pants and jumped in between her legs. His cock had a mind of its own as he lined up with her sopping-wet pussy and plunged into her.

  Dani squeezed her legs around his waist and accepted his fierce invasion with her own out-of-control need. He pumped his hips and fucked her hard. It was wild and erotic.

  “My wolf and the man need to claim you. Please tell me if I’m hurting you.” He thrust again, hard and deep. She gasped, but it felt so good, and her need seemed to mimic his own.

  “Harder, Van, please. Do what you want.”

  She looked at him, saw his eyes begin to glow, and then his incisors elongated. It almost felt as if his cock grew inside of her and stretched her vaginal muscles farther with every stroke. She lost her breath, tilted her head back, and screamed as the orgasm overtook her. She lifted up and bit into his shoulder, sucking at his blood before releasing and falling back down.

  Van roared like an animal and growled, pumping at rapid speed then exploding as he bit into her shoulder.

  She felt the burning sensation and then the warm one that always seemed to follow after one of her mates marked her.

  “Mine.” He rested his head against her shoulder, caressing her as they readjusted their position on the bed.

  * * * *

  They left her. Dani knew it. She lay there completely satiated, exhausted, content, and all alone. She heard them in her head, telling her that they loved her, that this was for the best, and that they would see her soon. As the panic and the fear that she was truly alone set in, she heard someone clear their throat by the doorway.

  She blinked her eyes open, and there was Bently, arms crossed, a smile on his face, and, of course, a twinkle in his eye.