Double Gun Dealer Boxed Set

by Rue Volley

  “I get bored, get up. You have slept for two days and we need to get back to it.”

  “Wait…to what and where the fuck am I?” I asked her.

  “The hunter house, now get up and we can go and get you trained.”

  She started to walk towards the large wooden door and I slipped my legs from the bed, not in any mood to argue and knowing her it would not matter anyway. I mean she does not give a fuck what I say anyway.

  I stood up, hanging onto the bed a bit and let go as she looked back at me in the door way and I felt a need to try to appear impressive. I know, perhaps stupid but I cannot help it. She does not want me and for that I feel this attraction to her. Sucks I know. This is perhaps my curse, to be wanted by those who I could care less about and want those who could care less about me. Fucking brilliant.

  “Are you going to survive?” she said with undertones of sarcasm and I nodded to her as my ribs ached as well as my back. I cannot wait to see what kind of shit she has in store…

  “Bloody hell.” I yelled out as I heard a bit of laughing and I lay there on my back. Izzy looks as if she weighs 25 pounds but damn does she pack one hell of a punch. She had waved to me to rush her, I did like a fucking idiot and she flipped me. How, who knows. I mean I am twice her size but knowing we are something different, I mean something more than human has to factor in. She has not taught me anything of that yet. So far we have been fighting in this large room with a few bystanders of which look about our age and they seem to be enjoying the ‘kick my ass from here to next week’ show Izzy is giving them. She leaned over and stared at me with her blonde hair. I took a breath and tried to sit up and she slammed her foot into my chest. I looked up her black-laced boot and this would be a damn fine sexual fantasy if she didn’t look like she was about to kill me. She placed her hands on her hips and shook her head.

  “I cannot believe you bear the mark of a Hunter.”

  I stared at her with a puzzled look on my face. She reached down and grabbed my arm, twisting it slightly at my wrist while I hissed and I saw it. It was a symbol, glowing slightly just under my skin and my eyes widened as it burrowed deeper and faded a bit.

  “What the fuck?” I said as I pushed her boot from me and stood up, inspecting my arm closer and still I watched it fade even further.

  “That is your mark, we all have it before you awaken and for some reason, shooting a demon, seeing a demon and waking up here has not brought you to the point of becoming what you should be. I mean you may be damaged and I would hate to have to kill you and feed you to the demons…but we all know you have been in their camp for some time now.”

  I looked up at her mean spirited words and tilted my head.

  “Oh you mean Melissa and the twins?”

  She nodded and a couple of hunters along the wall muttered something to each other and I glanced at them and then back to her.

  “I had no idea.”

  “Really?” she said as she paced a bit back and forth like she was thinking everything through. Then she stopped and looked at me again.

  “I mean you are their bitch, they even paid you.”

  “Now listen to me, I never saw one damn black wing or sharpened tooth.”

  Izzy laughed and stopped moving. She lunged at me and I ducked as she dove over me onto her back and then rolled back, shooting her leg upward and kicked me between the legs from behind. I fell, nothing coming out of my mouth but a slurred ‘bitch’ and I dropped like a newborn on my side cradling my balls and hoping like hell if she was going to kill me it would happen quick. She stood up, twisting quickly and held her hands in a fist and then she looked up as she saw the large metal doors closing to shut off the open sky above. I took a breath and then another and she grabbed my arm and jerked me to my feet and we started to run as I heard screeching and yelling from behind us. I tried to look back but she pulled me along, finally coming to a large fireplace and she held her hand up, light glowing from under it for a moment and the wall to the fireplace opened inside of it and we piled in as other hunters piled in behind us. We ran down a long curling staircase, further and further until it dropped off in a large room completely built of steel and concrete and as the lights went up one at a time by fellow hunters I saw symbols etched everywhere…pentagrams and then I saw that the perimeter of the room was laced with a foot high pile of salt that wrapped all the way around it. I watched as the last of the hunters joined us and the noise continued above us as if a battle was occurring and I had to think that some hunters did not make it down here.

  “Why did we run Izzy?” I asked her and she shot a look at me and then walked away. Another hunter, about my age I would assume, stepped up to me and tapped me on the shoulder.

  “She likes you, if she did not you would have died with the Demons after you.”

  “After me?”

  “Well, not really after you. You were bait for Izzy,” he said and I glanced at her as she walked along the perimeter of the wall and inspected the salt line.

  “Why?”

  He laughed at me. “You really know absolutely nothing huh?”

  I shook my head ‘no’.

  “Well, Izzy is what you would call a tracker. She finds all the hunters in the world, one by one and brings them here.”

  “Is she a hunter?”

  He smiled and shook his head.

  “Is she? Fuck man, she is the best, a tracker - so whatever she shows you take it to heart and learn it. She does not take on new hunters normally, she lets all of us do that but for some reason she likes you.”

  “Could have fooled me.”

  He tapped me again.

  “So what’s with the retreat?” I asked him as I looked around.

  “This is what happens when a tracker is about to find the next.”

  “You mean like a changing of the guard?”

  “Yeah something like that, only a tracker does not just retire, they expire.”

  “Wait…what do you mean?”

  He looked up as the noise continued above us and gunshots rang out. “The attacks come when the trackers dreams become intense and Izzy has been dreaming of the new tracker every single night now, waking up in a sweat and screaming. She will find him soon and the demons sense it and they are trying their best to kill her before she finds the next one and dies.”

  “Whoa…you mean Izzy will die…soon?”

  “Well, I don’t know how soon, could be 5 years, could be tomorrow, no one knows. She will find the new tracker and then she will die, but before she dies she will pass all of her power to him.”

  “So a “he” then?” I said and he nodded.

  “Her true mate, it’s a curse, her only true love will have very little time with her before she expires, it is like that for every tracker. The last tracker was a male, then Izzy, and now the one will arrive, another male.”

  I leaned back on the wall and watched the salt at my feet, careful not to move it. I have no idea what it means, but I don’t want to cause us any harm. I looked up and Izzy had stopped and was inspecting her guns, flipping them in her hands and suddenly I knew why I liked her so much. She was just like me. Alone, and never allowed to have someone. I started to walk towards her and she looked up as we heard a loud crash followed by a bit of rumbling and then pieces of dust floated down on us all.

  “Move,” she said, and everyone ran to the side of the room and Izzy ran up, pulled a glowing orb and tossed it at the wall. It started to illuminate the “door” that apparently was there but not detectable to the eye. She smiled and grabbed the handle and pulled as we all piled through and ended up in an entirely new place, where, I was not certain, but away from danger.

  ****

  I sat at the long table and watched as food came in, pile after pile of meat and bread and was placed by new hunters. I guess newbies do the grunt work but I had no idea why I had not received a detail of any sort. We had been in this new place, which come to find out was just another house protected by spells and hidden to d
emon attacks on another continent. I had planned to come to America, but not necessarily like this. I guess each house has a safe exit, kind of a portal that on a Tracker can open that will allow us to move one to another as needed. From what I understand it is only used in a severe case of demon infestation and we certainly faced that in London. My fault, as I have also heard rumor of. My close friendship with the demons had given them a direct line to sniff me out as I guess Melissa and the twins had collected my blood in vials and they all licked at it to track me down and find the hunter’s house. Like a pack of dogs hunting a fox I would assume. Izzy has handed my training over to other hunters and barely speaks to me except in passing though I do hear her at night, waking from nightmares and screaming out one name, that of “Sai”. I have no idea when she will find this man, our new tracker and leader of the hunters, but I hope it takes a long time. I still watch her as she eats alone and she glances occasionally but I just cannot seem to get her attention fully. I also have a huge problem. I have never “awoken” or whatever it means to accept my fate as a hunter and get my guns, which from what I understand end up being a part of you or some shit. I just cannot seem to focus but I can fight, this I have down already with months of training with the others. I have never been on a hunt though and I don’t know when it will happen, if ever. It makes me nervous, because I don’t know what happens to someone who never ‘wakes up’, or whatever it is called here. I honestly think I need Izzy to show me, but like I said I am the last thing on her list these days. She must hate me even more. We lost fifteen hunters in London and all because I was sleeping with the beasts that tried their best to kill us. I wasn’t aware that I was fucking up, but I did and for that I have pretty much the same life here…no one bothers much with me. Then I looked up as Izzy stood before me and she watched me closely. I lowered my bread and she waved at me and started to walk so I followed her out of the dining hall and into the hallway. She stopped and looked around.

  “So how is it coming, Ethan?” she asked me and I sighed.

  “I would assume you know I have not become a hunter yet.”

  She turned to me and smiled.

  “Waking up takes will, why is yours missing? Is it a dysfunction of some sort?” She glanced at my crotch and I felt uncomfortable.

  “No…I am. I am fine. I mean there are others who said it takes a while sometimes.”

  “Uh huh,” she said as she looked me over.

  “Well, maybe it would help if the best hunter here would teach me.”

  She walked around me, looking me over and then stopped in front of me, looking up and grinning.

  “I am the best that has ever been and you would be lucky to learn what I know.”

  “I would do anything,” I said in a low tone as she watched me and then laughed under her breath.

  “Your flirting will get you everywhere today, Ethan.” She walked away from me, glancing back as I followed her and caught up, looking over to her as she kept her face forward.

  “I think you just need some inspiration and hunters are needed Ethan as a war is coming, like nothing we have seen, but of which repeats itself with every changing of the guard.”

  I stopped and she stopped too and looked back at me.

  “You mean you are about to find the next tracker,” I said.

  “Perhaps, could be tomorrow, could be 10 years from now, I do not know.”

  “That is no way to live,” I said and she suddenly looked a bit too serious.

  “You would not know nor understand, your place is secure and as long as you learn to kill you will survive for many years, perhaps decades as you stop aging when you awaken and you need to quickly, Ethan. This is not a game we are playing here, this is survival and we are the only thing that brings balance to this world. We have for centuries and will continue on as long as we are needed.”

  I watched her lips move and as her words trailed off I grabbed her and kissed her, as I had wanted to do for so very long. She hit me at first and then allowed me to do it, but of course her aggression quickly had me backed up to the cold stone wall. She pulled from me and started to walk as I followed her again until she reached her room, she opened her door, and left it open. I was almost expecting her to slam it shut but she did not, allowing me to enter into her bedroom of which I had never seen before.

  It was decorated nicely; old I would say, with a vintage feel to it. I had no idea how old Izzy was and it is so rude to ask a woman so I did not, but from the looks of things I would have to guess Victorian perhaps, maybe even older. I walked up to a dresser with pictures lined along it and picked one up, seeing a young girl alongside many from a school not unlike the one I had been in and she reached in front of me and took the picture frame, staring at it and then set it down. She then smiled and stepped in front of me, touching my chest through my shirt and she grinned.

  “I need you to fuck me Ethan and just pretend like you love me, if that is okay with you.”

  I nodded and knew that “pretending” was not going to be hard as I felt something for her already and whether she could tell was beyond me. I know I am not her mate and yet she brought me in here to pleasure her and I plan to do everything I can to make her want me more.

  I backed her up, kissing at her lips and cupping her face as she opened my shirt up and I took one hand from her then the other as the shirt came off. We reached her large bed, adorned with a huge black lace canopy and deep rich wood and she sat down, scooting back as I pulled at my belt and she shook her head and I crawled after her, completely happy to do whatever she wanted of me. I had not had sex with anyone in months and although it had been my profession, I actually missed it and wanted it. Human touch is something I crave, just not the personal shit that comes with it but with Izzy I would accept anything she wanted of me. I feel as if I could and would tell her everything about me if she would only ask, but will she? No, never. I am to her this night as she is to me, a reason to love life and nothing more.

  I leaned in and my lips met with hers as I felt her hand at my belt and with one hand she had me undone and the belt slid out as she held onto it in one hand. I gasped at her lips as her fingers slipped inside of my pants and she grabbed my hard cock and stroked it once and then again, making sure to feel the length of it. I tried to not shake but it was hard too. She is so beautiful and I want her so badly that I may have to think of something terrible to stop from coming. She slowed her hand down and bit at my bottom lip as I moaned and then she laid back and I fingered at her pants, pulling them off of her at lightning speed showing a bit of impatience as to what my intentions were. She laughed and rolled over as she raised her ass up and I reached out to touch it, swallowing hard as I held back just ripping her panties off and shoving myself into her. Who knew if this was it? This may be the one and only time she allows me to do this and the longer I hold out the more I can enjoy it and savor this as long as I need too.

  “Finger me,” she whispered and I slipped her panties aside and placed two fingers inside of her slowly, feeling the warmth of her and the fact that she was already swollen with excitement. I lowered my head as I focused and slid my fingers in and out of her as she moaned and rotated her ass slightly. I was seriously feeling too much anxiety, which is so fucking bizarre for me. I mean, I have fucked women for hours before, more than one, or one right after the other and here I was with Izzy and I felt as if coming without even getting inside of her was a serious possibility. She started to move forward and back making my fingers go in and out of her at a quicker pace and I wanted to fuck so badly my cock ached. She looked back and grinned at me as her mouth then opened and she said… “Please.” And with that I rose up and placed the tip of my cock to her pussy and she shook her head ‘no’. I then moved it up to her ass and she grinned and I knew I was in trouble.

  I slipped inside of her as she moaned and I grabbed her hair at the same time, pulling her head back. She allowed me to do it and as her back arched I thrust forward and again, going as deep inside o
f her as I possibly could. Her ass tightened around me and I took a staggered breath as it made the first waves of the orgasm start to creep into my abdomen. I fought it back as I gritted my teeth and suddenly she took over as she thrust backwards and took the length of me inside of her and rotated her hips causing me to fall back a bit and she was now sitting on my lap. I placed my hands under her ass and lifted her slightly and reached down and scraped her nails along my outer legs as I hissed and accepted the bit of pain with pleasure she offered to me. Then I lifted her slightly and she pressed back down like I could never fuck her deep enough and I took it at no offence. I am certain she is but as hungry as I am when it comes to this and I would be more than happy to do anything she wanted.

  She thrust on top of me a few times more and then pulled off of me, turning quickly and pushing me onto my back, my head fell from the edge of the bed and I saw the fireplace burning upside down as I felt her mouth at my chest, then my stomach and then even lower. She placed my cock into her hand and as she twisted her palm applying a bit of pressure and slid down it, her lips followed and I reared up a bit but she slammed her free hand against my stomach and pressed me back down and the will to fight her never existed to begin with. I covered my face for a second to muffle the noises I could not help but make and she stopped and laughed a bit. I looked up at her and raised an eyebrow.

  “That good?” she asked me and I smiled.

  “It has been a while.”

  “Oh I know,” she said and she went back down but honestly I was done waiting to be in charge of this situation and I pushed up, grabbing her and lifting her as I stood up on the bed and pushed back against the large headboard. We were now facing each other and she turned her face slightly to avoid looking at me and took my hand and turned her face to me and kissed her and slid myself up into her pussy, tight and completely wet now. I moaned at her lips and she at mine as I fucked her at a quicker pace and then she started to cry out as she reached back and held onto the top of her high headboard and arched her back. She rotated her hips as I continued to fuck her and I leaned forward, placing my lips to her erect nipple and biting into it as she cursed at me to fuck her harder and I did with no remorse, right into the night and as long as I could hold out... the first time of many until daylight started to break.