Bound by Blood Box Set

by Lane Hart

  "I would love a taste," the young male vampire at the back of the van says to her.

  The elf woman turns around in her seat to look at him. "Oh, you're a cutie," she replies, then she’s up and moving to climb on his lap.

  It’s like a naughty train wreck that none of us can look away from. At least Matt has the decency to cover the boy's eyes. The elf woman kisses the vamp in a sensual tangle of tongues while grinding herself on his lap in a very clear simulation of sex. I have to admit that she’s pretty damn hot in her tight t-shirt and snug jeans.

  After they make out for who knows how long, she offers him her neck which he strikes. Moans come from them both, but the vampire's are the loudest as he drinks from her. I'd almost bet they both come, since I’m on the verge just watching their show. When the vamp pulls away his eyes are unfocused and he’s panting.

  "My God you taste amazing," he remarks, licking his lips.

  "I know, and I'm even better in bed," she says breathily, rising from his lap to head back to her seat, like she hadn't done anything out of the ordinary. I don't miss her wink at Sam, whose mouth is hanging open with fangs showing, or Tom's white knuckled grip on the steering wheel.

  Finally we make it back to where we parked the bus.

  "We've got some planning to do, and then we'll get on the road," Sebastian clears his throat and tells the group. Matt, Seth, Sam, Tom and I follow him over to the bus.

  "What are we going to do with the boy?" I ask Sebastian once we’re all on board.

  "Adam will come with us, same as Ryan."

  "Um, about Ryan," Tom says. "I've been talking to Joselin, and we'd like to let him stay with us until he's old enough to go out on his own. You guys are bad influences on him."

  "That's great. Feeling guilty about his dad? Because you shouldn't. He never would've taken care of his son even if he was alive," Sebastian says.

  "I'll have to talk to her to be sure, but most likely Adam can stay with us too. It'll probably be good for Ryan to have someone close to his age," Tom tells him.

  "All right, that’ll be best for both of them. So now let's figure out how we're getting back to Mexico and get on the road. How about we let the hostages have the bus so they can sleep, eat, hopefully relax, and all of us take the van. Alex and Jacob can drive the bus, Tom can you alternate driving the van with Matt?"

  "Sure. I'll do whatever as long as you keep that elf away from Sam," Tom tells him with his arms crossed over his chest.

  "Amen," Sam agrees, and Tom glares blue daggers at him. "You know I would never touch her, but I get the feeling she's not going to take the hint."

  "Let's get loaded and get the hell out of here," I tell them, in a hurry to get back to Cyn.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Cyn

  I take a few deep, calming breaths after I sit my cell phone down. Joselin’s still pacing in front of the sofa in her living room with hers in her hand, waiting for Tom to call.

  "He's fine, they're just getting everything figured out I'm sure," I assure her, and she nods.

  "Yeah, Sam said it was an easy mission. There were only three agents in the building, and they saved seven supes. God, I can't wait for them to get back," Kate adds.

  A ringtone barely starts before it’s up to Joselin's ear. "Tom? Thank God. So you're okay, everyone's okay? Good. Another boy? Oh, that's terrible. Of course he can, and we’ll see what Ryan thinks too once you get back. An elf?" she exclaims and her eyes shoot over to Kate. "Wow. Okay, well drive carefully and we'll see you tomorrow. Love you too."

  "See," I tell her when she hangs up.

  "Hot tub?" she asks us. Kate and I nod so we go out the back door to the patio way with the baby monitor and our phones.

  "Tom said they found another boy warlock, or wizard he called him, named Adam. Hopefully he'll want to stay with us, and Ryan too," Joselin says.

  "Have you told Ryan?" I ask. Madison is inside asleep in her crib, and the boy is on the computer playing some sort of game. He really is a nice, happy kid.

  "Not yet. We'll talk to him once Tom's back," she replies as we each submerge ourselves in the warm bubbling water.

  "What's that I heard about an elf?" I ask Joselin.

  She lowers her eyes. "Yeah, haven't heard of one of them in about two-hundred years. From what I remember they're very…promiscuous."

  "Is that how he seems too?" Kate asks.

  "It’s a she, and Tom said she’s definitely…flirty."

  "Flirty? Who’s she flirting with?" Kate asks, sitting up straighter in the tub.

  "Some of the men, but the men are riding separate in a van and letting the supes they rescued have the bus on the way back," Joselin explains.

  "That's good to hear," Kate says with an exhale.

  "When was the last time Sam had blood?" Joselin asks the young woman randomly.

  Kate's face pales. "Why? Did that bitch do something?" she yells.

  "He's fed recently, right?" Joselin asks again.

  This time Kate's face reddens. "Yes. Last night."

  "Well that's good. Tom's gone a few days so I hope he'll be alright," Joselin replies, looking worried.

  "Am I missing something? Why can't they just drink from anyone?" I ask the two women.

  "Taking blood arouses sexual lust and vice versa for sex arousing the blood lust. So males only take from females, and females from males if they’re heterosexual, and it's easy to, um, get carried away during a feeding," Kate explains. “Joselin, Tom and Sam mainly drink from our storage of bag blood in the privacy of their own homes.”

  "Oh."

  There’s several pinging sounds from where we left our phones on the deck. I lean over the edge and stretch to grab mine, seeing that my last text to Jason has been kicked back as undeliverable.

  "That's weird. They must be in a dead zone. My text just bounced back," I tell Kate and Joselin.

  Kate reaches behind for her phone. "Mine too," she says, then grabs Joselin's. "Yours too Joselin."

  "I'm sure they'll be back in a coverage area soon," I assure them, and hope nothing’s wrong.

  …

  Jason

  I’m having an awesome dream. Sitting in the quiet forest on a warm sunny day, it’s nice to get away from it all. Leave my cares and the crazy, busy world behind. Inhaling the fresh pine scent of the woods, wild flowers and the sweet smell of honeysuckles relaxes me like never before.

  "You came," I hear a woman's voice in the silence.

  "What? Who's there?" I stand up and look around the trees.

  "It's me," she answers.

  "Who…where the hell are you?" I ask, not seeing anyone. I can sure as hell hear her.

  "Right here."

  I turn around and a blonde woman is suddenly standing in front of me. Buck. Ass. Naked.

  "What are you doing? Um, and where are your clothes?" I ask, trying not to lower my eyes from her face.

  "You can look at my body," she says with a smile, her green eyes lighting up. Beautiful green eyes, but not Cyn's.

  "No, I'm not Cyn," she laughs. "My name is Ava."

  "Ava?" I ask. The elf girl we got out of the D.R.A.? I couldn't make my brain work and my eyes can't take the weight. They start dipping down first to her…Jesus, she has nice perky tits. But my eyes can't stop there. Down they go to her flat stomach, all the way to the crease between her thighs.

  "Do you want to touch me?" she asks.

  I glance around the empty forest, feeling strange at her inappropriate proposition.

  "It's just a dream. You can do anything you want with me, and no one will ever know but you and me," she says, coming a step closer towards me. "Don't you want to fuck me?"

  Oh shit!

  I hold my hands out to halt her progress. Something feels terribly wrong about this dream. "Sorry but I can't."

  "I beg to differ," she says, reaching down and grabbing my hard cock through my pants, squeezing it.

  I step away, breaking her grip. "Okay, he doesn't make my decis
ions for me," I tell her.

  "Which do you prefer, breasts or ass?" she asks with a tilt of her head.

  "What?"

  "It's a simple question. Just tell me your preference."

  "Um, if I had to choose, ass I guess," I finally say, thinking about how absolutely amazing Cyn's ass is, and how incredible it feels in my hands.

  "What do you think of my ass?" the elf woman asks before turning around and flashing me her bare backside. I can't help but look when she runs her hand down those perfect curves.

  "Well, ah, you have a…nice ass."

  She backs it up to me. "Do you want to touch it?" she asks, and then I can't respond because she rubs herself against the front of me, including the bulge of my erection through my pants. God it feels good.

  No wait, where the hell did my pants go? I look down and I’m now completely naked, when seconds before I'd been dressed.

  "What the…where'd my clothes go?" I ask her. "Did you do that?" She ignores me. "Ava? What the hell are you doing?"

  She moans as she moves against me, pressing my hard cock in between the crease of her ass.

  A breath shudders out of me. "Stop. I can't. This is…"

  "Good. Sooo….good. Take me. I'm so wet for you. Feel me," she moans. Grabbing my hand she takes it and runs my palm down the front of her body, all the way to her slit, and then pushes my fingers into her drenched pussy. For some damn reason I can’t pull my hand away.

  "Oh fuck," I groan.

  "I want you so much. I want to feel your long hard cock in me," she says, bending forward and reaching between her legs to grab my shaft. My hand keeps moving between her legs as she rubs my erection against her slickness, coating it. "Yes! Oh, that feels so good. Please take me. I need you to fuck me," she begs.

  Oh hell, I’m about to lose it. But I can't. Cyn…

  "She can join us," the elf woman says. Suddenly Cyn is there in the woods with us, also naked. She walks up and kisses Ava on the lips, then covers my hand between Ava's legs with hers, helping me get the woman sandwiched between us off. But it feels…strange. I move my hand away and reach to touch Cyn instead.

  "No, no, no. I was so close," Ava complains, then turns around to face me. Wrapping her arms around my neck she kisses me. While I’m distracted with her tongue in my mouth she raises her legs and wraps them around my waist, lining her pussy right up with my cock, so close I can feel her warm wetness. I grasp her ass to rub myself on her slickness.

  "Fuck me. Put your long, thick dick in me. You know you want to," she says, and suddenly my head’s splitting open. I let go of her to hold the top of my head, crumpling to my knees in pain.

  "Fuck that hurts!" I yell.

  "Damn it, he wrecked. My bad," Ava mutters, then disappears.

  The bright sunny forest goes dark, and the woody scent is overcome with the smell of smoke along like something plastic is burning.

  My head’s still killing me as I try to blink my eyes open. When I do I’m in the grass at the edge of some woods, several feet away from an overturned van. Am I still dreaming? But when I touch my hands to my head they come away with black sticky blood, smelling of copper.

  Oh fuck! I’ve got to get out of here before someone sees the blood. I’m so dizzy that it takes several tries to get to my feet, and when I walk forward there’s someone lying face down on the ground that I almost trip over. I kneel down and roll them over. His white hair glows in the dark. Sebastian.

  "Sebastian, can you hear me? Are you okay?" I ask, shaking him since his eyes are closed and he isn't moving. His face and shirt are splattered with black blood.

  "Not now," he eventually mumbles. "I'm finally getting some ass," he slurs. I shake him harder.

  "Sebastian! Wake up!" I slap his face and his eyes blink open.

  "What the fuck? Why'd you hit me? Havin' best dream ever," he mumbles.

  "Are you hurt? We had a fucking wreck," I tell him.

  "Ow. Now that you mention it, my arm hurts like a motherfucker," he says with a wince.

  "Can you stand up? We've got to find everyone else."

  "Vamp blood," he says.

  "What?" Oh, then what he’s saying dawns on me. From my cushioned pouch I pull out vial and hold it up to the moonlight to make sure it’s the one I'd labeled "vamp" and pop the cork. After taking a sip I hand it to Sebastian and he drinks the rest.

  My head clears right away, and all the pain vanishes. That’s some quick shit. Faster than my normal healing.

  Sebastian rises to his feet too, and we start looking for the rest of our group.

  Using the light from my cellphone I find Matt next. One of his legs is bent awkwardly. Instead of trying to wake him with slaps I search his pockets and find his pouch with the vamp vial, then dribble some into his mouth. His eyes flash open a moment later.

  "Damn you, man! I was getting it on with a freak and you had to wake me up?" he asks.

  "Get up and help us find the others. We had a wreck."

  "Found Tom!" Sebastian yells.

  "How is he? I found Matt. He's good," I say as the man stands up and looks around, shaking out his leg that was probably broken before it healed.

  "I'll check the van," Matt says, heading to the vehicle that now rests in the ditch on its side, smoke billowing from the engine.

  "Who're we missing? Seth and Sam?" I ask.

  "I'm over here," a voice that sounds like Sam's says, a few yards away in the darkness. When I finally make my way to him he’s sitting up rubbing his head.

  "You okay?" I ask.

  He looks up at me, eyes squinted, confusion clear on his face. "What the hell happened?"

  "I don't know. Can you help us find Seth?"

  "Found Seth! Need more vamp blood!" Sebastian yells, and Sam and I head in the direction of his voice.

  Seth has some cuts on his face and arms, maybe from glass, but with the blood going in his mouth they’re already starting to heal. He still hadn't come to, yet.

  I look at the rest of the guys, Tom, Matt, and Sam, and they all are bleary eyed and confused, exactly how I feel.

  Finally Seth's eyes open and he looks up at all of us gathered around him. "What the hell? Why are you all staring at me?" he asks.

  "We had a wreck, and we need to move before someone calls the police or ambulances. Where the fuck is the RV?" I ask, then realize how strange it is that I haven't seen or heard a single car go by our wreck. We’re only a few hours outside of Atlanta, so there should definitely be more traffic.

  Sebastian pulls out his phone. "No fucking service. Of all the goddamn times," he bitches.

  "Let's head into the woods and see where it comes out," I suggest, not wanting to take the chance of being seen on the road since most of us are covered in black blood. "Is everyone well enough to walk?" I ask.

  Everyone mutters in the affirmative, so using the lights from our phones, we head into the wooded area. After a few minutes of silence I finally snap. "Who the fuck was driving?"

  "Matt was," Tom says.

  "No, I wasn't! You took over and told me to get some sleep," Matt replies indignantly.

  "No, I didn't. You told me you had it and to go rest!" Tom argues.

  "What the fuck?" I exclaim. "So we don't even know who was driving the goddamn van? No wonder we wrecked!"

  "I was having a hell of a dream though," Sebastian says with a smile.

  "Me too," Matt agrees.

  "Uh-huh," Seth mumbles.

  Then I remember the dream I'd been having, which stops me in my tracks. "Wait, what were you all dreaming about?" I ask. No one says anything.

  "I was fucking that elf chick," Matt finally admits in an exhale, and the rest of us groan. "What?" he asks. "She’s a sexy little freak."

  "Yeah, we know," I tell him. "Taking a guess, I'd say that's what we were all dreaming about."

  "She's a persistent bitch," Sam mutters.

  Tom stops walking. "Wait. You don't think…did that shit really happen?"

  "No fucking w
ay. It was a dream," I assure him.

  "It sure as fuck felt real," Sebastian remarks, and there are sounds of the others agreement.

  Concerned and now paranoid, I reach down into my pants and...oh shit! "Son of a bitch! That fucking whore!"

  "What?" Seth asks.

  "TMI, but am I the only one with a wet dick?" I ask, and more curses are my answer.

  "Kate is going to kill me," Sam says.

  "Manipulative bitch," Tom grumbles.

  "Hey, at least I didn't put it in, so my woman and I are fine. The whore tried to get me to, but I guess she couldn't take it that far herself without me giving in," I tell them. More curses. "You guys…you all fucked her?" I ask.

  "Hell yes," Sebastian answers.

  "Me too. Several times," Matt says cheerfully.

  "God yes," Seth admits.

  That only left the two married men. I had a feeling they'd probably never admit that shit if they had.

  "Why don't we say her name three times and then beat the shit out of the bitch," Sam says. "Better yet, I'll let my wife do the honors."

  "You're going to tell your wife?" Sebastian asks him. "That dream might need to stay a secret for the rest of your long life."

  "Goddamn elf. I haven't fed in days. Should've before I left," Tom continues to grumble.

  "So you…fed from her?" Sam asks cautiously.

  "She bled her neck in front of me," Tom replies.

  "So you…?" Sam asks.

  "I'll admit it if you will," Tom tells him.

  "I'd feel better if another married man did it too, so I wouldn't feel so fucking guilty," Sam responds to him glumly.

  "I'm a weak jackass that doesn't deserve Joselin. I fucked her and drank from her, and if any of you say a goddamn word to either woman I'll tear your head off. You can use your spells to try and grow a fucking new one!" Tom yells.

  "I drank from her too," Sam admits. "And fucked her. Damn it, Kate was even in the dream with us."

  "I can't even be angry at you for Kate's sake because I'm just as fucking guilty. Joselin was there with us too," Tom says with an exhale. Then they both freeze. "You don't think…"