Voracious Vixens, 13 Novels of Sexy Horror and Hot Paranormal Romance

by Travis Luedke

  “I had to leave. They were going to take my memories.” She swallowed heavily.

  “I know.” He tilted his head at her

  “You knew?”

  Victor nodded and set her down. “It’s the only option.”

  Her face paled. “You mean, you want me...?” She stepped back. “To forget you?”

  “You have to.”

  “So, you do regret it!”

  Victor moved back from her. “I can't force a war with the deadliest clan in existence, Valentine.”

  “So, I disgust you now?” Her eyes narrowed at him. “You only came to drag me back to those mind fucking Mesmers!”

  “No, I—”

  “The high and mighty Gargoyle King! A feared killer, the ruthless ruler thinks he’s too good for trash like me?” She angrily crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m nothing but a Merger to you now, a black hearted ghoul—not good enough for—”

  “You really believe what you’re saying?” He crossed his arms over his broad chest.

  “It's what I see.” A child-like pout appeared on her lips.

  “Then the situation has you blinded.”

  “I guess now I can pick and choose a mate.” She glared at him and turned away.

  His eyes narrowed at her back.

  “You say I’m one of only a few in the world, right?” She turned around to face him.

  He nodded while glints appeared in his eyes.

  “I can pick and choose who I will be with now and I don’t need a wipe. I can just move on to a new life, right?” Her blue eyes darkened with rage. “To a new beast, who would be more than happy to have me!”

  Victor glared at her paling face.

  “You initiated me to this world, to making love as a beast. I will be taken care of by one of them, so you can leave now, Payne,” she seethed at him as her whole body visibly shook. “I don’t need a bodyguard anymore.” Her livid gaze met his. “You owe me nothing and I wouldn't want us to be seen together, you know?”

  A strained silence stretched out in the darkened room.

  “Well?” She turned her back on him again. “Get out, oh glorious King!”

  A low growl, which sounded like a barely leashed lion, rumbled at her and Valentine found herself against the wall, her cheek meeting with the wood.

  “No one else shall have you,” he growled low, “But me!” He ripped her pants from her.

  “Let go of me!”

  Victor breathed into her ear and squeezed her ass with both hands. He swiftly ripped her underwear from her.

  Valentine gasped.

  “You’re mine.” He pulled her up and shoved his cock into her with an angry thrust.

  “Unh...” she moaned loudly as her body jerked from the sudden intrusion.

  He thrust into her repeatedly, lust driving him as he drew in her scent and kissed her neck while he raised her hips up and down on him, grinding her onto his marbled cock to deepen the thrusts.

  “Yes!” she cried out, as her weeping grew loud in the room.

  He slowed his thrusts and stilled.

  “Payne?”

  “I forced you. I hurt you and I never wanted...”

  She turned to him. “I wanted it,” she declared in a breathless voice. “In any way that you give it!”

  He gazed into her glowing eyes and grasped her face. “But if you were human, it would’ve killed you.”

  Valentine pressed her body up against his and drew close to his lips. “But, I'm not human, and deep inside you must know I’m for you.”

  “I’m all stone and have been forever.” He moved her back to the wall and raised her knees, opening her thighs. “Since I met you, my heart is soft; it’s the rest of me that’s hard,” he breathed the words to her lips while he moved his hips closer.

  She swallowed heavily, her body trembling in his grasp. “I’m yours, all yours.” Valentine looked into his eyes and panted hard now, his hardness pressing her inner thigh. “Please, Victor?”

  He raised a curious brow at her plea and tilted her hips from the wall.

  “I learned my manners.” She let out a nervous laugh.

  Victor plunged deep into her, lowered his face to her rosy hardened nipple and suckled on her.

  She threw her head back. “Oh, thank you!” She released a satisfied cooing sigh.

  “But, I’m not done with you yet.” His smile matched hers.

  Valentine grasped his head and eased it back to her breast. “Please continue, my lord.”

  He teased her nipple with his teeth and began to thrust into her with a slow, easy rhythm as she dripped with moisture, her silky pussy sliding on his cock.

  Literally pinned to the wall, Valentine's whole body shuddered. “Oh,” she moaned.

  They floated slowly up to the ceiling, and he kept up with the sensuous rhythm. He pressed her back to the ceiling. “Join me in the heights.” He gazed at her breasts as they hung down. “Ceiling etiquette.” He latched onto a nipple while moving her around on him as he suckled both her nipples.

  “Oh, I...” She panted. “We’ll fall.” She peered down at the floor below them.

  “I’ll catch you.” Victor continued to move on her and in her.

  Her body gave a spasm as she gasped with a glorious shuddering and closed her eyes.

  “Look at me; I want to see you as you climax,” he whispered to her lips.

  She tensed all over as her legs quivered and she opened her eyes to see his glowing at her. Her body jerked with erratic jolts as he held her tight while she writhed around and she started to close her eyes again.

  “No, keep them open,” he growled.

  Her eyes became lost in his while her body shuddered with a powerful orgasm.

  Victor reveled in the rapture passing across her face as she moaned and whimpered. A rush of powerful exhilaration ran through his hard, marbled body as he gazed at her passion-flushed face. He gave her a satisfied smile while he thrust up hard into her, his hot cum jetting into her.

  “Ahh,” she helplessly screamed out.

  He growled low and it rumbled through the room. “Yes, come with me.” His heat flowed into her while he turned them over and floated them to the floor.

  Valentine clung to him, her nails digging into his arms, her skin marbling and gleaming. Tears rolled down her cheeks. “I love you so much and I just can't lose you.” She sniffled. “I’m sorry for saying those things, my king.”

  Swiping her tears away, he smiled. “I must be getting somewhere with you, all right.”

  Valentine stared at him with a puzzled expression.

  “I got a please, a thank you and now a humble apology.” He chuckled. “But I really should tell you, I am no longer a King. I officially abdicated.”

  She gasped with surprise.

  “So, that makes me just a lowly...?” He tilted his head at her. “Cop?”

  “You’re still My King.” She tugged his face closer and kissed him.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Monte Carlo, Fandango Hotel

  Victor swung the door open.

  “Why here?” Valentine stepped inside and gazed around at the elegant furnishings of the posh hotel room.

  He shrugged. “It's about as far as you can get from LA and all of the other obvious locations.”

  Valentine tilted her head at him. “Come on, you don’t look like the Monte Carlo High Roller type, Payne.”

  “I’ve been here many times.” He winked at her. “And I roll with the best of them. But in this case, it’s also a place where I may find...”

  “What?”

  “Loose ends I need to tie up.”

  “That always means more knots to me,” she retorted as she looked around at the luxurious furnishings.

  “Yeah, just tie up those knots and then have a lot of fun...untying them.”

  Valentine gazed back at him and her body grew warm with a heated flush at the expression he wore.

  “I also wondered how you would look in a bikini.” His
eyes held a wicked glint.

  With a shy smile, she glanced away. “You’ve already seen me in less.”

  He came up close behind her and leaned down to her ear. “Yes, you’re right, no need for a bikini, but there are knots to untie here.”

  As his warm breath blew onto her cheek, she held her breath and her whole body tingled.

  “I think I’ll just hold you prisoner in this room.” He reached out and tugged her dress up, over her head.

  Valentine blinked her eyes and stood wearing only undergarments.

  Victor reached around, squeezing her breasts, the lace of her black bra scrunching up with his fingers. “Just send for room service and keep you tied up in knots. No bikini and no clothes at all.”

  “What about the gaming tables?”

  Smoothly unfastening her bra, he peered over her shoulder to watch as her creamy breasts popped out, her nipples stiffening in the cool air. Victor released a throaty sigh as he lightly twirled his fingers around her mauve rosettes. “We’re already a long shot, Sweet Valentine.” His warm lips rained blazing kisses along her cheek. “We’re rolling the dice every day.”

  At the feel of his fingers tweaking her nipples, she gulped and shook all over while his warm hands took her breasts in a full grasp. She leaned back at the delicious sensation sliding over her skin.

  Emitting a low growl, he lowered his hand to her lace underwear and grabbed the thin material, tugging it tightly while cinching it up to her clit. He stroked the lace underwear forward and back, with a slow excruciating rhythm over her now throbbing labia. With his other hand, he lightly pinched a nipple and lowered his hot mouth to taste the skin along her neck.

  Valentine stretched her body out in anticipation and could feel her moisture seep along the panties as she grow wetter with the lacey vice. “Unh,” she drew in a deep shuddering breath, her hardened nipples tingling with needy little pricks.

  Silent, Victor explored her neck with his mouth while his hands kept up with the seesawing of the lace. He pulled her up with his hold, her feet leaving the floor.

  They floated across the lavish room and he turned her body to face a full-length mirror, which covered an entire wall of the suite.

  Valentine trembled as she waited for his eyes to show in the mirror.

  Lowering his fingers, he moved the lace over and his glowing eyes rose to gaze into hers.

  Shivering, she could feel the wet lace pulling away, as he ripped the thin material from her thigh. He moved his fingers down and caressed her with light seductive swirls.

  Valentine held her breath, as she grew wetter and trembled in his arms, her eyes locked with his in the mirror.

  Gradually raising her body while they floated, he spread her thighs wide open to the mirror. His eyes smoldered at her reflection while he dipped his warm fingers into her. He held her by grasping her breast, his thumb rubbing her rosy rigid nipple. “I want you to see me untie each sweet little knot.”

  At the startling proactive image, she gasped and could see his fingers plunging into her.

  He smiled wickedly at her as she squirmed while pumping his wet fingers in and out of her open pussy.

  “Unh, uh,” she panted breathlessly. “Please, you’re going to make me...” She could feel how wet she'd become, as his fingers slid in and out of her.

  He plunged them faster and pulled her higher. “Make you what?”

  Her throat closed up and she couldn’t answer.

  “Say it, Rose.” His fingers rested inside of her as he passed his warm palm over a tingling nipple.

  Valentine’s body jerked as the glorious finger propulsion halted and she shook her head while she gazed at his reflection in the mirror.

  “Tell me,” he purred to her ear.

  A living need for anything and everything he might wish do to her became like a tender aching inside of her. “Make me...” She licked her lips as she stared at his hand resting on her clit in the mirror. “Make me come.”

  Victor lifted her higher and tilted her hips back. “I’m going to watch you come.” He shoved his hard cock into her, the seductive threat rumbling through her.

  “Ahh...” She actually could see him go up and deep into her pulsing slick pussy. “Oh, no.” She shuddered violently.

  “Yes, that is what you will do.” He thrust into her. “You will come for me and your body will curl with need. I will fill you and satisfy that need. And we’ll watch together, “he promised with another deep push of his cock.

  She could see her body convulse with his powerful thrusting, while utterly helpless to compose herself.

  “Come for me, little Rose. Just let that sweet cream slide over me,” he urged as his solid, throbbing cock thrust inside her again.

  Her body shuddered with the words and she began to climax. “Oh, Oh!” she shouted with astonished delight, as her body convulsed and quaked uncontrollably. Valentine gasped and quivered brutally as she came and she could not look away.

  The glimmering nude image of her own body helplessly caught in a glorious web of ecstasy was the most sensual sight she’d ever witnessed, as he plunged into her again and again.

  His long, sexy body moved with every thrust, his dark eyes glowing to gold and back. His muscled arms rippled as they propelled her hips with the magnificent sliding motion of his marbled and fleshed cock, as more and more of her juices slid along its length. His powerful legs surged with strength as he used them to push his pelvis higher. “You see?” he purred to her cheek.

  Valentine swallowed the capitulating cry that pushed at her throat as she stared into the mirror and saw his hard thrusting cock slick with her cum, go up inside her and slide back from her open pussy.

  “That’s your sweet cream sliding over me, cream which belongs right where it is.” The intense burn from his eyes held her suspended in a vortex of ultimate pleasure as she shuddered with the long climax. Valentine panted and her leg muscles quivered from the power of it, her torso stretching splendidly with a sensuous tensing along her stomach.

  “Yes...come with me.”

  The vibration of his deep voice rumbled along her skin as she peaked with a full encompassing orgasm, the heat of his cum joining her climax. Valentine could now see his cum sliding in and out with his bulging cock. “Unh,” she moaned as she struggled to catch her breath.

  His gold eyes locked with hers in the mirror’s reflection for the entire climax, while the rapturous, shuddering spasm took her and she drew in a euphoric breath.

  “Beautiful,” he whispered to her cheek.

  She glanced down, realizing they’d been floating three feet above the carpeted floor.

  “I’ll catch you if you fall,” he assured to her ear.

  Tiny tremors jolted along her spent body and she released a soft, gratifying sigh. “And, I hope I never land!”

  Victor chuckled and swung her up in his arms. “I think you’re finally paying attention!” He raised a wicked brow as his feet touched the floor.

  Valentine giggled breathlessly at the familiar swipe and they both laughed while he carried her to the bed.

  ~* * * *~

  Fandango Casino, Monte Carlo

  The Roulette wheel spun and the little ball plopped into the slot. “Black thirteen!” The dealer called over the cheers and groans.

  The lively red-haired woman jumped up and down. “I won, I won!”

  A tall, good-looking man stood at her elbow and smiled while he rolled his dark eyes.

  She raised her arms, her diamond bracelets glittering under the lights. “Look, Damon. Look at all my winnings!”

  “Time to go eat, Little Miss High Roller.” Damon gently took her elbow.

  She drew a long red curl from her face. “Aww...” A pout appeared on her full lips.

  “Come on, Alex. You know you’ll be here all night, if someone doesn’t sway you from it.”

  Alex gathered her chips and laughed. “Yes, you’re so right and you could be the one who just might sway me!”


  He took a step back. “Might?” A comical insulted expression passed over his handsome face.

  “I will collect my winnings and meet you there.” Her big green eyes grew soft while she gazed at him.

  “Promise?” He drew a brow up.

  Alex smiled and leaned close. “Yes, just the look in your eyes sways me.” She kissed his lips. “I’ll be there soon.”

  He shook his head with humor and turned away.

  ~* * * *~

  Watching the animated pair who stood at the Roulette wheel, Sabrina took a sip of her daiquiri. Her intense blue eyes narrowed at the striking couple. She studied the tall dark-haired man with a brooding intensity as the woman wearing the glittery bracelets kissed him.

  Twisting a jet-black curl in her fingers while sipping at her drink, her unyielding gaze followed him while he made his way through the gaming room and Sabrina Giovanni sighed. It will be risky to go for one who’s attached, but he’s just about the yummiest piece of man I’ve ever seen.

  Sabrina stepped from the bar stool and smiled as she watched him stride through the Faro deck. And simply too delicious to let go of. The woman can be dealt with if need be. She squared her shoulders and carefully followed behind him.

  Damon entered the dining room and stared around at the opulence and very French décor. He stood and waited for the maître de as something bumped his shoulder.

  “Oh, pardonne-moi!” Sabrina stumbled right up against his chest.

  Damon reached out to steady her. “That’s all right.”

  She grasped his forearms and gave a gentle squeeze. Oh and even close up, he’s delish and solid all the way through. “Oh, you are American, no?” She batted her baby blues at him.

  “Yes.” Damon nodded politely. “Well, have a good evening.” He turned away with the maître de.

  Sabrina watched that fabulous body walk away from her and she pouted. He didn’t even look me over! She huffed disgustedly and moved toward the elegant bar, gazing around to see where she could get an observing seat. I’ll get his attention even if it takes all night.

  ~* * * *~

  Damon gazed around at the lace tablecloths, red plush carpeting, and the gilded carved mirrors, which lined the walls. A candescent light gleamed from tapered candles encased in brass holders centering every table. Such extravagant living here in Monte Carlo, with all the amenities and a perpetual playtime, which went on twenty-four seven.