Tall, Dark and Paranormal: 10 Thrilling Tales of Sexy Alpha Bad Boys

by Opal Carew

  He held up his hands. “Okay, okay. Go ahead.”

  “I’m saying that what we’ve had over the last few days is more meaningful than any relationship I’ve ever had. And while I’m not sure I’m ready to give a name to the things I feel for you yet, I know I’m not willing to throw everything away just because you’re cursed.”

  Drake stared at her in disbelief. He couldn’t have heard her right. Was she honestly saying she was okay with him being a zombie? No, he told himself. She must be having a mental breakdown. No woman could be that understanding. But as he gazed into her eyes, he realized Simone just might be. Which shouldn’t really surprise him. Simone had been different right from the start. It was what had attracted him to her in the first place.

  He slowly reached out, worried she’d pull away. Just yesterday, she’d threatened to brain him with a fire poker, after all. But she didn’t so much as flinch. She even leaned forward into his touch as he caressed her cheek. That part of his heart he thought had died suddenly came back to life. The sensation was so overwhelming, tears welled up in his eyes. Oh God, don’t cry. She already knows you’re a zombie, you don’t want her to think you’re a wussie, too.

  “You don’t know how much I wanted to hear you say something like that,” he said hoarsely. “I just never imagined you would. I thought once you found out what I am, you wouldn’t want anything to do with me.”

  She gave him a tremulous smile. “Then you don’t know me nearly as well as you should. If you did, you’d know I never give up that easily on someone I care about.”

  Drake throat tightened. How the hell had he gotten so lucky? Not trusting himself to speak, he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. She hugged him back just as fiercely.

  After a long moment, he pulled back to gaze down at her. He wanted to tell her how wonderful she was, but one look at her beautiful face and the words suddenly didn’t seem enough. Bending his head, he kissed her instead.

  Simone melted against him, her lips parting as her hands slid up the front of his T-shirt to grip his shoulders. Her kiss was just as passionate as it had been before she’d discovered his horrible secret. It was as if yesterday had never happened. Only a few minutes ago, he thought he’d never get the chance to kiss her again and now that he was, he didn’t want to stop. He could go on kissing her forever. He let out a groan and slid his hand into her hair as he delved into her mouth to find her tongue.

  Simone wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close, letting out a little sigh. Drake let his mouth explore hers, trailing light kisses from one corner to the other before slipping his tongue back inside to tangle with hers once again. He repeated the move over and over until they were both almost breathless from it. Only then did he nibble his way over to her earlobe and gently suck on it before dipping his tongue in her ear. She shivered, tightening her grip on his shoulders, and he chuckled softly as he traced a moist path with his lips down her neck to her collar bone. Since neither of them seemed able to catch their breath any better now than they had been before, he decided to go ahead and capture her lips again, plunging his tongue in deeply and losing himself in her taste.

  He only intended to kiss her, then suggest they have lunch, but he discovered his hand seemed to have a mind of its own. It slid up her rib cage to cup her breast through her T-shirt. Not that he minded what his hand was doing. Because God knew, he wanted her. But he didn’t want to push her into having sex with him right away. Expecting her to sleep with him after she’d just found out he was a zombie was asking way too much. He lifted his head, reluctantly releasing her breast to slide his hand back down to her waist.

  She gazed up at him from beneath lowered lashes. “What do you say we continue this in the bedroom?”

  He should be given a medal for having the fortitude to refuse an offer like that. “We don’t have to. You don’t have to prove anything to me, Simone.”

  She frowned, confusion clear on her face. “What do you mean?”

  He sighed. “I don’t want you to think we need to jump into bed to make up for what happened between us yesterday. The fact that you can stand here and kiss me is enough.”

  She regarded him mutely, then laughed and thumped him playfully on the chest. “Well, it’s not enough for me. I’m not trying to prove anything to you, you big dope. I asked if you wanted to go inside because standing out here kissing you like this is making me hot as hell. So, stop being such a gentleman and just take me to bed already.”

  Drake’s heart constricted in his chest. Simone wasn’t just the most amazing woman in the world. She was the most amazing woman in the universe. He had no idea what he did to deserve her. If she wanted him to make love to her, then he was certainly willing. Though he had to admit, he didn’t really see the purpose in going into the bedroom when there was a perfectly suitable Adirondack lounge chair behind him.

  He pulled her close again. “Well, if kissing out here gets you so hot, why don’t we just make love out here, too?”

  Her eyes widened in surprise at the suggestion, but then after looking around at the surrounding forest, she gave him a sexy little smile.

  That was all the reply he needed. Sliding his hand underneath her T-shirt, he pulled it up. Simone lifted her arms so he could take it off the rest of the way, then reached for the buttons on her jeans. He caught her hands in his, wanting to have the pleasure of undressing her himself. She seemed content to let him take charge, obediently wiggling her hips as he pushed her jeans down. By the time he draped them over the railing, however, she’d already taken off her bra and panties and was walking over to the lounge chair.

  At the sight of her perfect ass, his cock throbbed in his jeans, a reminder that he was still uncomfortably dressed. He discarded his clothes as he headed over to join her.

  He’d planned on lying back on the lounger and having Simone straddle his lap, but she clearly had ideas of her own. Sitting on the edge of the chair, she leaned back and gave him a come-hither look as she spread her legs wide.

  Dropping to his knees in front of her, he took one of her long legs in his hand and kissed his way up its length until he reached her wet pussy. She leaned back even further and moaned as he slowly traced his tongue up one side of her folds and down the other. The scent and taste of her arousal had his cock crying out for relief and it was all he could not to plunge himself into her right then.

  Patience, he told himself. This was the woman he’d waited his whole life for. There was no need to rush.

  Simone grasped his head in her hand, gently tugging it where she wanted his mouth to go. He went without protest but deliberately kept his touch light. He didn’t want her to come until he was inside her. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t tease her unmercifully. To make sure he did just that, he alternately flicked his tongue over her clit until he had her panting, then he moved away to dip it inside her soaking wet pussy. And in between that, he stopped licking her pussy altogether, instead turning his head to nibble on the inside of her thigh for one long delicious moment before repeating the whole sequence over again.

  Only when he was sure he had her on the verge of going insane did he stop licking her and stand up. He took her hand to pull her to her feet, but she resisted. Scooting to the edge of the lounger, she wrapped her hand around his rock-hard cock.

  “Two people can play at this game, you know,” she said softly.

  Leaning forward, she swiped the head of his cock lightly with her tongue. He caught his breath, waiting for her to take him deep in her mouth like she had the other times she gave him a blow job, but she didn’t. Instead, she simply continued to lick the tip of his shaft like it was an ice cream cone. When he threaded his fingers in her hair in an attempt to urge her to take him deeper, she only nipped at his cock playfully.

  “Be good,” she told him. “I’m in charge here.”

  Drake opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a deep groan as she went back to using her tongue on him. By the time she finally s
topped teasing him, it felt as if his cock was so hard he was going explode from the pressure. He’d never been with a woman who was so good at going down on him.

  She gave him a coy look. “Now, what was it you were planning on doing before?”

  He didn’t answer right away, but just pulled Simone into his arms for another long kiss before sitting down on the lounge chair in the exact spot she’d been in. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and waggled it invitingly at her, the corner of his mouth quirking.

  “I was planning on having you straddle my lap and ride my cock until the sun goes down. Think you can do that?”

  “Until the sun goes down, huh?” She chewed on her lower lip as if considering that. After a moment, she climbed on his lap, letting his cock slip slowly inside as she sank down on him. “Oh, I think I can definitely do that. The question is, do you think you can last that long?”

  Drake let out a groan as she clenched his shaft tightly and moved up and down on him. He grabbed her ass to slow her down. “Well, if I can’t, then I’ll just have to leave it up to you and that talented mouth of yours to get me hard again so I can.”

  She ignored the hands that were trying to control her movements and started to move faster. “I can do that.”

  While Drake had to admit he was in heaven, he knew he wasn’t going to last nearly as long as he wanted to, not with the way Simone was riding up and down on his cock. He needed to do something to slow her down a little bit and having his hands on that gorgeous ass of hers gave him the perfect idea on how to do it.

  “If you don’t slow down, you’re going to get yourself into trouble,” he warned.

  He knew she wasn’t going to listen even as he said the words and he was right. She just smiled and continued to do what she was doing. If anything, she started going faster.

  “Okay, I warned you.”

  Lifting his right hand, he brought it down firmly on one rounded ass cheek.

  Simone jumped and let out a startled little gasp, looking at him in surprise. “Did you just…?”

  His mouth twitched. “Spank you? Yes, I did. I warned you that you’d be in trouble if you didn’t slow down. And if you notice, spanking you did have the desired effect. You’re not moving at all now.”

  She opened her mouth to say something, but then closed it and chewed on her lower lip, as if she was trying to figure out what to do. She must have reached some conclusion because she stopped chewing and rode up and down on his cock again, more slowly this time.

  He leaned back and gave her a satisfied grin. “Much better.”

  Her self-control didn’t last very long, though. Within minutes, she was bouncing up and down as fast as she had before.

  He didn’t even bother to warn her this time, but simply smacked her left ass cheek, then the right in quick succession. He didn’t do it very hard, but he suspected the slaps had to sting a little.

  Simone didn’t seem surprised by the spanks this time, though. Instead, she just gave him a pretty little pout then went back to slowly riding his cock.

  Drake’s mouth quirked. Damn, this spanking thing was hot. Considering how many times they’d made love that weekend, he couldn’t believe he and Simone hadn’t tried it before this. Watching the expressions that crossed her face after he gave her those little smacks on the ass was almost as much fun as the spanking itself.

  They didn’t make it thirty seconds before Simone started speeding up again. Only this time she put a little wiggle in her hips so she was gyrating on him, not just going up and down. Shit, that felt good. So good in fact that he was seriously tempted to forget all about taking it slow and just going ahead and making a dash for the finish line.

  It was then that he caught the mischievous twinkle in her blue eyes. She was riding him like that on purpose. She wanted him to spank her again, the little minx.

  Simone must have figured out he’d realized what she was up to because just then a blush colored her cheeks. I’ll be damned, he thought. He’d had no idea his sweet Simone was such a bad girl, but he sure as hell liked it.

  And if she wanted him to spank her some more, he certainly didn’t mind obliging her.

  His mouth curving, he smacked her ass again. Not just once or twice like before, but over and over this time, first on one cheek, then the other.

  Simone let out a little squeal after each spank, but other than that, she didn’t protest at all. All she did was close her eyes and move up and down on him in time with the smacks. With each little motion, her breasts bounced deliciously and he followed their movements from beneath half-closed lids as if mesmerized. God, that had to be the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.

  The more he smacked her ass, the faster she rode him. Any thought he might have had about lasting until sundown went out the window because the spanking he was giving her got him as hot as it did her. Feeling her ass grow warm under his hands was one of the most arousing sensations he’d ever experienced. He wasn’t going to be able to hold off much longer.

  Drake let out a sound that was somewhere between a growl and a groan. Unable to control himself, he stopped spanking her and instead gripped her ass with both hands, yanking her down forcefully on his throbbing cock.

  She gasped as he squeezed her ass cheeks. The look of lust he saw in her eyes was enough to trip his climax well before he intended. He tried to hold off, but it was no good. He threw back his head and howled as his orgasm exploded through him.

  Simone came with him, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she cried out his name over and over.

  Even after he’d finished coming, Drake kept a firm grip on her ass, continuing to move her up and down on his cock until he had coaxed every last little trace of orgasm from her body. Only when he finally stopped did Simone collapse forward on his chest, her breathing ragged. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. As they slowly regained their breath, he realized their hearts were beating in time with each other. He had never noticed that with anyone else. Maybe because Simone wasn’t like any woman he had ever been with.

  Being there with her in such a tranquil setting was so perfect he probably could have fallen asleep right there on the Adirondack chair, especially since he hadn’t slept at all the night before. In fact, he was just starting to drift off when his cell phone rang. Simone stirred at the sound and lifted her head to blink up at him drowsily. Keeping her balanced on his chest, he stretched out his arm and grabbed the cuff of his jeans to pull them closer. Fumbling in the pocket for his phone, he held it to his ear.

  “Yeah.”

  “It’s Beck. I’m back in New York. Are you two doing okay?”

  “We’re fine.”

  “I take it you haven’t seen any more zombies then?”

  The corner of Drake’s mouth lifted in a wry smile. “Only in the mirror.”

  “Shit,” Beck muttered. “Did Simone see you?”

  Drake glanced at her. “It was kind of hard to hide it. But she’s dealing with it better than I thought.”

  “Really? Good. Listen, I learned some more stuff down in Louisiana. The little town where I caught up to that old hag is some kind of Voodoo hot spot. I talked to a Voodoo priest who was familiar with the curse she put on you and according to him, there’s a way to break it.”

  Drake’s heart pounded. “There is? What is it?”

  “You have to kill her. Unfortunately, that may be hard to do. Others have tried and she’s not easy to get rid of. But if you can do it, the curse will end.”

  Simone waved her hand to get Drake’s attention. “What’s he saying?” she asked in a whisper.

  Drake held up a finger to forestall her question, then frowned into the phone. “You’re not seriously suggesting I do that, are you?”

  On the other end of the line, Beck sighed. “Right now, I don’t have a better solution, do you? Besides, she might not give you much of a choice. She’s not trying to track you down to make nice with you.”

  Considering how much the old
woman hated him, Drake thought his friend was probably right. He still didn’t like the idea of killing anyone, though, especially an old woman. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”

  “Let’s hope. In the meantime, I’m going to see if I can find her. Don’t suppose you might know where a Voodoo priestess would hang out in New York, do you?”

  Drake thought a minute. “No, but I know someone who might. Remember that Voodoo shop on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn I told you about—Madame Bijou’s?”

  “You think she might be able to point me in the right direction?”

  “It’s worth a shot,” Drake said. “If not, she might be able to at least give us some idea of how to deal with any more zombies if they come after us.”

  “Oh yeah, I almost forgot,” Beck said. “According to the Voodoo priest I talked to, zombies don’t have a lot of weaknesses and since they’re already dead, you can’t kill them. But they do have a real aversion to salt. “

  Drake’s brow furrowed. “Salt? Like in the movies?”

  “Yeah. I guess Hollywood got that right. From what he said, zombies will go out of their way to avoid it. It you stuff a zombie’s mouth with salt, it will break the priestess’s hold on them and they’ll return to whatever grave they crawled out of.”

  “You’ve got to be kidding me. How the hell do you get salt in a zombie’s mouth?”

  “I don’t know. Ask it to open its mouth and say, ahhh? The Voodoo priest didn’t go into that. But if you have some salt up at the cabin, I’d have it handy just in case.”

  Drake told Beck he’d check the kitchen cabinets, but didn’t expect to find any. Besides the food they’d brought with them, the place was damn near empty. He and Beck talked for a few more minutes before he hung up. When Simone looked at him expectantly, he conveyed the conversation he’d had with Beck, leaving out the part about killing the old woman. That wasn’t something he wanted to mention to her.

  “Salt?” Simone echoed. “Does it bother you if you eat it?”