by J. L. Oiler
With a sigh, he looked over at Gavin, who stared stone-faced through the windshield. The man had scarcely said a dozen words since Cadence’s departure and those were more mumbles made under his breath. A twitch in the team leader’s brow and shift of his position sent Hugh’s eyes back out to the growing darkness. The sight of Cadence swaying her way toward them gave both a sense of relief, which could be felt in the entire cab.
“So, did you miss me?” she asked, sliding into the backseat and pulling the door closed behind her.
Her scent filled the small space, and Hugh sucked it deep into his lungs, his entire body reacting in an instant. He wanted to climb over the seat and lick every inch of the woman until she begged to be fucked long and hard.
“What did you find out?” Gavin asked, interrupting the wet dream Hugh had been building in his head.
“Well let’s see,” she began with a teasing under tone. “They say I look hot and it’s a shame for something this fine to be walking about campus alone.”
Instead of responding to her jab, Hugh watched Gavin tighten his mouth to avoid the smile, which still managed to curve the farthest edges of his lips as he raised his brow in mock reprimand.
“Our friends have been busy. There have been two disappearances on campus since Wednesday, the schools trying to keep it on the down low to avoid any unnecessary panic,” Cadence told them as she pulled the blond wig from her head and tossed it on the seat beside her. “The frat party that was supposed to happen tonight was canceled by orders of the College dean, but it just means they moved the party elsewhere. Seems they’re having a rave at an abandoned warehouse on the other side of town tomorrow night. Can you guess who knows the password to get us through the door?”
Hugh smiled wide and started to put the vehicle into gear, anxious to get back to the house. Without a word Gavin threw the door open, causing the screeching buzzer to sound and forcing him to slam on the breaks. In a flash the team leader had climbed into the backseat and pulled Cadence straddle him.
“What the fuck? Am I supposed to watch you two in the rear view?” Hugh complained, turning to glare at the pair who was already kissing, Cadences shirt pushed up around her neck.
“Just means you’ll get us home faster,” she purred, blowing him a kiss over her shoulder as Gavin busied himself with a mouthful of the smooth flesh of her breast.
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Cadence’s body hummed with energy as Gavin’s mouth traced along her neck and breast, his teeth scrapping delightfully across her skin and making her breath become more ragged with each seductive caress. His hands moved down and under her skirt to tug at the thin string-like sides of her panties until his impatience ripped them from her body. Closing her eyes, she savored the feeling of his fingers rubbing across the lips of her cunt before he shoved several digits into her and stroked her swollen clit.
Cadence released the closure on Gavin’s pants, feeling his swollen cock spring from its confinement, ready for action. Arching back, she slowly lowered herself onto him, slowly taking him inch by inch into her hot wet cunt until she was fully seated. Leaning her forehead against his, she smiled down at him, taking the scrap of torn silk from his hands and tossing it into the front seat.
“Bet you cum first,” she purred beginning to slowly slide up and down.
“Don’t test me, woman, or I will do more than pull you hair.”
“Is that a promise?”
Not needing any further encouragement, Gavin grabbed a handful of her hair, jerking her head backward so he could nip at the flesh of her neck as she rode him. With the other, he sunk his fingers into the flesh of her hips, attempting to control her pace. Both were actions that caused Cadence to moan in pleasure.
Her hands gripping the seat tightly to either side of his head, she increased her speed and twisted a bit each time she reached the greatest depth of penetration. The added bit of action caused the sweat beads forming across his brow to trickle down his face as he tried in vain to hold back his release. Cadence knew she won this little contest. Slamming her body down hard onto his pulsating cock, she trailed her tongue across his shoulder before extending her fangs and biting down. She felt him stiffen a moment before he roared out in release. Gavin trembled inside her as he kissed her face and lips. The SUV pulled into the driveway, and Hugh turned off the motor.
****
Hugh laughed as he threw the door open to find Gavin breathing hard, sweat pouring down his face. The flushed color of his skin said he’d cum first. Cadence winked at Gavin as she climbed off her now limp perch and stepped from the vehicle.
“Not nice to leave a lady hanging,” Hugh said shaking his head.
“Just leaving some fun for the rest of you,” Gavin responded with a satisfied grin. “You better hurry before the others decide not to leave any Candy for you.”
****
Drake heard the sound of moaning and heavy sighs as he rounded the corner from taking Phynix out for the animal’s evening walk. Even before he entered the house’s large living room, he knew what he would find. His mind had played this night out several times since he saw her leave the house earlier, and his cock jerked as he stepped into the room and saw the tangle of arms and legs. Only Gavin sat off to the side watching contently from the overstuffed armchair.
“Drake,” Hugh groaned as he continued to shove deep into Cadence as she kneeled before him. “I do believe she has room between those lovely lips of hers.”
“Yes, Drake,” Cadence cooed, licking her lips and encouraging Raven with a hand to the back of his head. “Let’s see what you bring to the party.”
He was barely able to contain himself at the thought of her sucking him. Dropping his trousers and kicking off his boots, he moved to her head, his large, swollen cock gripped at its base, the purple head already seeping a small drop of precum.
“That does look tasty,” the dark haired vampire said with a curve of her perfect lips before wrapping them around his cock and sliding him deep into her throat.
Drake leaned his head back and closed his eyes while gripping a handful of soft hair to guide the hot, wet suction. He’d thought of a moment like this, of having Cadence before him, pleasuring him. He felt her scrape her teeth along the sides of his cock, and his balls tightened moments before she reached to caress them. Any other time he’d have lasted hours, but tonight wasn't any other time. With a tremor his cock jerked, and his seed spurted into the mouth of the sexy woman who continued to suckle him.
Chapter Seven
Cadence applied another coat of red to her lips before blowing a kiss to Phynix who sat on the floor at her feet, his tail beating a steady melody on the hardwood floor. The dog was a constant at her side, sleeping across her bed and taking a run every evening along the trails that circled the property. Tonight would be her first head-to-head with a live target, and Phynix would be returning to action. Cadence hoped they made a great team.
“Let’s go boy, the guys are waiting,” she told the dog while leaning down to rub behind his ears.
Gavin and the others were in the dining room double-checking their weapons, each dressed head to toe in dark BDUs. Her own 9mm waited on the edge of the table for her to slip it into the holster hidden in the leg section of her knee-high leather boot. Her own dress was less battle like, a black tank top and pair of tight jeans would allow her to blend in with the crowds. For the most part, she was the least armed in this endeavor, and that fact did not slip her mind. She supposed Cannon foresaw this, which is why the two of them spent a good amount of time using weapons of opportunity. If it came to dealing damage with a lamp, coat stands, or picture frames Cadence had it covered.
“Ready, sweet cheeks?” Drake slapped her across the ass while he headed for the door.
Cadence chose to answer with a roll of her eyes, slipping the tiny earpiece into its spot. She really wanted a stiff drink to calm her nerves but opted for a clear head instead. The party was likely going to be wall-to-wall people and she needed to be re
ady for whatever came down.
“Fear not, our Cadence,” Raven said, placing his hand on her shoulder and leaning down to brush a gentle kiss on her hair. “You will face the challenge ahead with strength you do not even know you possess. Though your heart will hurt, the first part of your mission will prevail.”
She looked at the Native American, attempting to unravel the cryptic message of his words and wishing he would just say it in terms that did not seem like a puzzle. Then again, she knew his visions never revealed themselves in that manner. Better to take what she could get and hope to figure it out along the way. Standing up on her toes, she kissed his cheek and gave the tight braided dark hair a playful tug.
“No fear, love,” she told him with a pat to his firm chest. “I have such strong sexy backup that I may just end up having to rescue you all from the horde of college chicks I’m certain will be fighting for a piece of you.” With a wink, Cadence turned and headed out the door. She was ready to get this over with and back here for a night of pleasure.
The short ride down to the drop off point about a block from the warehouse flew by as Cadence went over her training and the plan repeatedly in her head. This was her chance to prove herself and get a bit of vengeance in one swoop. She did not want to fuck it up.
The plan was simple. She’d go in, mingle with the huge crowd that was certain to be attending and see if perhaps she could catch sight of Nigel, Anton or any of their flunkies. The guys would do basically the same, but rather than wading right in to the middle of the festivities they’d keep to the shadows, not drawing attention to themselves. Gavin figured Cadence would not warrant much thought. He was certain the pair of vamps thought her dead. The unit would keep in contact and once the targets were confirmed move in to take control of the situation. Of course, by taking control he’d meant to scare the crap out of the partygoers so they all fled the premised and would not be a factor in the next phase of the operation, which was killing every member of the rogue group. Once too often they’d been forced to clean up the bloody aftermath of those bastards and this time they were being given the opportunity to save lives. Each of these kids would flee here with an opportunity that none of the team any longer possessed, a chance at a family and life oblivious of the darkness lurking around every corner.
Hugh pulled the SUV into the determined alleyway and turned off the engine. Cadence felt the butterflies flutter once again. Climbing from the vehicle, she straightened her clothes and took a slow deep breath. Heading down the sidewalk away from the rest of her crew, she began to listen to the steady cadence of her own footsteps on the concrete, allowing it to steady her nerves as she grew closer to the destination.
Pulling her top down a bit so her cleavage was the main attraction, Cadence flashed the large male working the door a dazzling smile. Her reward was swift as he ushered her past a small line of others awaiting entrance. The sound of techno assaulted her ears, growing louder with each foot closer she came to party until her heart seemed to match the deep, resounding bass.
It did not take long for her to find a familiar face in the crush of people occupying the makeshift dance floor. Anton moved to the sound pouring through the large speaker, surrounded by a flock of half clothed co-eds each vying for his attention. Unlike the jeans and tee shirt he’d sported when they’d met, he was dressed in a dark blue silk shirt, unbuttoned to his waist, and a pair of black slacks. Paired with his dark hair and blue eyes, she understood her original attraction.
Cadence smiled, running the tip of her tongue along her upper lip when she caught his eye. The vamp returned her toothy grin, and with one finger motioned for her to join them. Instead she shook her head in rejection, a slow intentional flirt, before walking through the crowd toward one of two crude bars set up to serve all varieties of alcoholic beverages. Leaning against the sticky plywood bar top, Cadence ordered herself a bottle of beer. Instead of a tall cold bottle, the bartender attempted to hand her a fruity smelling drink with a bright umbrella. Shaking her head no and pointing toward what she’d originally ordered, Cadence watched him twist the lid from the bottle and hand it to her with mock sadness. She'd learned her lesson about letting someone else choosing her drinks.
“Have we met before?” Anton’s familiar purr said against her ear from behind.
Turning so she faced him, Cadence bit her lower lip in mock interest. Inside her body raged in anger, screaming for her to rip his eyes from his face. Still she tilted her head to the right and listened as he spoke a mass of lies of how she made every other woman in the place pale in comparison and a few comments she recalled dripping like acid from his lips during their first meeting, every word like a needle jabbed into one of her eyeballs.
“Anton, love…” A female voice, and Cadence found herself twisting to face the barkeeper.
Her hands trembled as she wrapped them about the cold glass bottle and brought it to her lips. Julie stood only a few feet from her, the woman’s scantily clothed body draped against Anton as she cooed to him about Nigel wanting them to step things up because of reports that the hunters were in town.
Through a nearby glass, Cadence watched his distorted reflection dismiss Julie with a quick peck on the lips, regaining her composure, Cadence spun back around to shoot him an amused look.
“Your girlfriend is pretty.”
“That’s not my girlfriend, sweets. Julie is my sister. She goes to school here at the college.”
****
Gavin moved along the far wall of the large block warehouse. It still amazed him how a man dressed in military fatigues and carrying an automatic weapon seemed not to draw the least bit of curiosity. Hell, he could have been moving through with a bright red beacon light flashing on top his head and no one would have batted an eyelash. It was obvious his quarry had become too comfortable in their deadly game. Taking a spot behind a thick metal support column, Gavin watched as Anton approached Cadence. His nerves were on edge and he could feel the twitch in his jaw as the vampire leaned down to say something into her ear. He hated the idea of that bastard being anywhere near her, and it took every ounce of self-restraint to avoid blowing their advantage.
Drake and Raven were on the opposite side of the room, and Hugh set up between him and the entry. It allowed them the option in covering such a large area overfilled with college students. Drake already had eyes on Nigel and a few of his cohorts, which left Anton and any other remaining of the horde to him and Hugh. The only problem was how to get all the partygoers out before the fangs came out.
He watched Cadence twist around to face Anton, her radiant smile illuminating the immediate area like a flashlight in a dark room. Gavin wondered if she’d always been as confident as she currently seemed or if the assured sexuality oozing from her every pour was a product of the change, allowing her to lure pray in with the batting of an eyelash. One thing for certain was she’d hooked him and the rest of the crew without any effort. He wondered if it was all simply a sexual attraction or was something deeper developing. Gavin knew they each already felt possessive of Cadence. She was the anchor they each had desperately needed to save them from themselves. Over the last weeks, he’d watched her settle into that role, each laugh, smile, and coy jab imbedded her deep into his soul.
A small square box affixed to the wall on his right caught his attention. Since this bunch obviously turned the electricity on for the lighting and sound system, which currently flooded the building with music, Gavin figured the fire alarm system had been reset with the reintroduction of power. With a quick hand-signal to the others, he moved stealthily to his immediate target. With a tug down on the small red handle, the atmosphere changed. The high-pitched shriek of the fire alarm cut through the building, bouncing off the concrete block walls and sending partygoers scattering for exits. That was definitely one way to clear a room. And he’d always wanted to pull one, he mused to himself while attempting to regain sight of Cadence among the rush of people fleeing.
Gavin was still searching fo
r her when he saw one of Nigel and Anton’s flunkies snatch a husky looking girl in a blue mini shirt and tank top backward by the hair, ripping at her throat. The girls screamed and struggled to escape, blood spraying in a wide arch onto those rushing past in horror. Panic changed to mass hysteria, leaving Gavin no choice but to takeout this bloodsucker fast. He hoped one of the others had eyes on Cadence.
Reaching the rogue vampire, his teeth still sunk deep into the neck and shoulder of the girl who now slumped limply in his grasp, Gavin used the butt of his weapon to slam against the creatures back. The body of his victim now crumpled lifeless at his feet, the vamp turned to face him, baring its bloody fangs in rage. Not knowing the location of the rest of his team or the remainder of the targets, Gavin pointed the barrel of his AK47 at the bastards face and held the trigger until there was a hole big enough to put his entire first all the way through. There was no coming back from missing sixty percent of your head, regardless of whom or what you were.
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Cadence felt a hand grab her arm, pulling her around to face its owner just as the ear-splitting screech of the fire alarm sounded. Both she and Anton looked up at the speakers set high in the metal beamed ceiling, then back at one another.
“Come with me I can get you to safety,” he lied, pulling at her arm in an attempt to force her to accompany him and looking rather startled when he could not.