The Abduction

by Nichole Allen

  He kissed her and she melted against him; when he paused for breath she looked stunned and he stuck out his tongue to show her the piercing. He wondered what a sweet little thing like her was doing roughing it in the sweat-filled mosh pit and then it hit him; she wanted to taste a rough piece of ass and he had been handpicked. He dipped for another taste of her cool lips.

  He felt something attach itself to his neck and his cock swelled in his trousers. He was getting a strange feeling of Déjà vu but couldn’t quite concentrate on the thought before it was eclipsed by desire. He pressed himself against the woman and she trailed her lips down his chin and across his throat and neck.

  He grunted with pleasure and squeezed her hips against his, lifting her slightly, feeling her curves against him. He was sure there was something strange about the situation but he was having trouble thinking. He could feel someone else’s hands exploring him from behind but it felt too good to worry about.

  “You were right, he’s amazing,” the woman sighed against his chest.

  “Ben,” he said into her hair. “My name is Ben.”

  “Ben, do you live alone?” she asked.

  “No, I have roommates,” he replied sounding distant to his own ears.

  “Shame, do you want to come home with me?”

  “Why?” someone hissed from behind him.

  “Because he’s too delicious to lose,” she replied.

  Ben felt high. He had barely finished his beer before the woman had led him outside but now he felt like he was floating along the street held upright by the classy vixen and a man who didn’t look very happy. He had no idea where he was going or why but he didn’t care.

  “My name is Louisa, and this is my friend Jake,” Louisa said.

  “Hi,” he said, grinning.

  Something wasn’t right, and he had no idea where he was, which was weird because he was sure they hadn’t walked that far. Louisa led him through a garden and opened a door. He stepped into the cool building and followed her down a flight of steps.

  “I don’t like this,” Jake said and Ben noticed that he was glaring at him.

  “I just want to try something,” Louisa said kissing Jake’s cheek.

  “Where am I?” Ben asked, feeling a little more alert.

  “My apartment,” she replied.

  “Why am I here?”

  “I think I want to have sex with you,” she said sweetly.

  Ben almost choked on the barbell attached to his tongue. There was something very odd about her directness and when he looked at Jake, the man seemed furious. He wondered if he should leave. Louisa was just so tempting, with her cool, calm manner and her beautiful, soft skin.

  “What about me?” Jake hissed and for a moment Ben thought his teeth looked too big for his mouth.

  “I want you to help darling. I’ve not done this for a very long time. I can’t really remember how to do it,” she said, stroking Jake’s cheek.

  Jake’s jaw dropped and Ben saw the biggest set of canines he’d ever seen. No man had any right to sport those dangerous weapons. He sure as hell wasn’t about to let them anywhere near his delicate parts and she shouldn’t either.

  “Louisa, I think you might want to reconsider,” he said standing beside her. “Your friend has a bit of an overbite.”

  The last part he whispered and Louisa shrieked with laughter. Jake looked super-pissed and Ben wondered how strong the guy was, just in case they got into a fight over it. Maybe Louisa wasn’t worth it after all, maybe this was too weird, even for him.

  “I’m gonna just leave now,” Ben said, turning his back on the strange pair.

  “Wait!” Jake hissed through the obscenely protruding teeth.

  “Stay for a drink,” Louisa said, taking him by the arm and depositing him on the sofa.

  Jake pulled Louisa aside for a moment and Ben sat on the sofa wondering if he should run for the door or wait and see. Ben was a curious man, and he remained seated, amused, and just a little worried.

  “It appears that we don’t have any drinks,” Louisa smiled and a shiver travelled down Ben’s back. “But you’re not that thirsty are you?”

  When she sat beside him, he conveniently forgot the offer of a drink. Her hip rubbed alongside his and her hand slid up his thigh to rest just where his jeans began to crease. He felt a sudden surge of heat close to where her porcelain hand was and he could almost ignore Jake staring at him from the armchair. Damn, her hand was cool and sensual.

  He turned to face her. Her lips were too close to ignore and they were definitely calling to him. He invaded her mouth, and she squeaked when his barbell stroked her tongue. This was turning out to be a very interesting night, weird and a little intense but definitely interesting.

  *****

  Jake couldn’t believe what was happening. Louisa was encouraging Ben’s advances. She was enjoying him and she wasn’t even drinking from him. He was supposed to be a meal, a very special meal, sure, but he was just a walking blood bag. His jaw dropped when Ben turned to him and winked. The guy had no clue that he was dealing with dangerous predators.

  “Jake,” Louisa called softly. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.”

  “What?”

  He stood in surprise when Louisa reached for his hand. They were all going to the bedroom, all three of them. He didn’t know what to feel but when she pulled them to the bed, he knew he had to stay with her. She wasn’t just his maker, she was his friend and his only family.

  Ben was already removing her clothes and his hands were everywhere, like a giant octopus. The tattooed muscles were quite impressive but what really shocked Jake was his complete confidence.

  “You feel cold. I can warm you up,” Ben said, making Louisa giggle like a teenager.

  “Jake, come closer,” she urged.

  He did, and the sight of her beautiful, naked body pressed up against the biker’s jeans and muscled chest was breath-taking…or it would have been if he’d had any breath to take. He slid next to her on the bed and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. If Ben was going to get naked fun time, then so was he.

  “Take your clothes off, Jake,” Louisa said.

  “Are you sure?” Jake asked, looking at the pair.

  “I want to look at you while he’s inside me,” she replied.

  Jake’s heart clenched. He knew Ben had some super-tasty human blood but was the guy so good that she had to fuck him? While Ben was undoing his belt buckle, Jake removed his with a speed that confused Ben. Without thinking, Jake climbed on top of Louisa. His hardness pushed against her moist opening.

  “Oh,” Louisa said sounding surprised, but she didn’t resist.

  “That’s fine,” Ben said dropping his leathers to give Louisa an almighty show. “You can look at me while he’s inside you.”

  Jake’s gaze met Ben’s and his cock stiffened further, excited by the presence of the human. Jake had always been a one-woman, one-man kind of guy but maybe now that he wasn’t human he didn’t have to stick to the same rules. He watched as Ben kissed Louisa and then moved the kiss south. Jake pushed his length inside her and the sensation of the other man’s body against his stomach was almost too much to bear.

  “Oh hell,” Jake groaned as he began pumping his hips in a smooth rhythm.

  He could hear Louisa’s moans of pleasure and he knew he wasn’t going to last long. Ben had brought his hips to Louisa’s mouth and was attempting to place his manhood inside Louisa’s dangerous mouth. His eyes wandered to Ben’s firm buttocks and blood lust took hold of him. He pushed Ben until he lay across Louisa and leaned down, lengthening his fangs.

  When Jake's teeth sank into Ben’s juicy behind, he came fast and hard inside Louisa and he could feel her climaxing alongside him. He shuddered with pleasure until every last drop of his seed was spent.

  “What the hell?” Ben’s muffled voice came from below.

  Jake pulled away and released Ben, licking the wound to clean it. When Louisa lifted Ben of
f her, Jake could see the glistening on her chest from where Ben had spent his load on her. That gave him some satisfaction and he felt very pleased with himself. It could have gone down so differently but he’d taken control.

  “You’re a happy boy,” Louisa said, leaning in to lick a drop of blood from Jake’s lip.

  “You bit my ass,” Ben said rubbing the offending area.

  “And you really enjoyed it,” Louisa said flicking his nipple stud.

  Jake felt more than naked now that the heat was dispersing. He’d just had his first sexual encounter as a vampire and it had taken him well outside of his comfort zone. He didn’t know whether to stay on the bed, grab his clothes, or head to the shower. The confidence that had made him overthrow Ben in the sack had quickly disappeared and all he wanted was for Louisa to set the rules.

  Ben had made himself comfortable on the pillows, unashamedly exposing every inch of bare and tattooed flesh and Louisa was leaning over him to study it. If he didn’t make some effort to snap out of his sudden shyness he’d be left out in the cold while the two of them went in for round two.

  “I would really love to ink your skin,” Ben said stroking Louisa’s ribs.

  “That could be fun,” she replied. “Maybe you should start with Jake, he would look great with some of these.”

  “Tribal sleeves, sure we can do that,” Ben said looking over at Jake.

  “I don’t know; I’ve never really considered having something so unnecessary done to my body. Isn’t it just vanity?” Jake replied pulling the duvet over the lower half of his body.

  “No, it’s got nothing to do with vanity,” Ben laughed. “It’s about self-expression, art.”

  “That’s true. Most women don’t put makeup on because it makes them look beautiful; they wear it like a mask to get them ready to face the day, or to compete against each other,” Louisa said.

  Jake had never thought about makeup or tattoos and as far as he knew Louisa didn’t own so much as a vanity case. Her beauty was evident and her mask was the darkness. As a predator, she certainly didn’t need to compete with anyone, although he was feeling very competitive with Ben at the moment.

  “I’ll do it,” he said. “I’ll get inked.”

  The pair of them laughed in unison and he felt the color rise in his cheeks. Vampires should not be able to blush; it didn’t seem right. For a man who was supposed to be a walking snack, Ben was making himself pretty damn comfortable in his maker’s bed. He even had his arm around her and she was leaning in. Jake turned away before his fangs could pop into view.

  *****

  Ben wasn’t sure what the set-up between the strange pair was but it didn’t affect his fun so he just put it to the back of his mind. Louisa was a mystery but he had no intention of unravelling that mystery. Women lost their sparkle when they lost their mystique and so he wasn’t going to ask a single damn question.

  He wanted to climb aboard her cool skin and ride her like his bike but he was desperately thirsty and they were not the most hospitable pair. He needed to get home, sink some fluids and get a few hours of sleep before work which meant that he had to leave the lovely Louisa in Jake’s hands. Fortunately, he wasn’t a jealous man- far from it. It had turned him on seeing Jake get all riled up and it had obviously been their first time together. This was a duet he could definitely see himself playing in. No strings, no commitments, just the thrill of the moment.

  “I need to get home. I have work in the morning,” he said grabbing his leathers.

  “Oh, of course,” Louisa said.

  “Come by the shop and check out a few designs,” he said and placed one of his new business cards on the bedside table.

  “Maybe,” she replied.

  “Jake, you will have to show him out,” Louisa said. “I’m not sure he’d find his way home.”

  Jake got up and pulled on his jeans. He didn’t look happy and Ben could see the jealous spark just under the surface but he could also feel something else. Jake wanted him, but not in the same way that Louisa wanted him.

  “What’s up, bro?”

  “Sorry?” Jake looked up with a perplexed look on his face.

  “What’s the deal between you two? I’m happy to be piggy in the middle but is that what you want?” Ben asked putting an arm on the guy’s shoulder.

  Jake stopped and looked at him, then took a deep breath. Ben couldn’t be sure but it was almost like he was smelling the air, or more specifically, him. Jake moved closer and he seemed to be following his nose. The man was weird but there was something exciting about him and it sent a shiver down Ben’s spine.

  “There’s something about your smell,” Jakes said and leaned right in to press his nose against Ben’s t-shirt.

  “Feel free to sniff me all you like but not now. I have to get going,” he replied.

  Jake lifted his head and their eyes met. It didn’t take much movement for Ben to be able to place his lips on Jake’s but in that instant something sparked between them. Jake kissed him back with a wildness that Ben would not have thought the guy had in him. Strong hands gripped his shoulders and he was pressed against the wall, his head thumping the plaster.

  Ben was hard and straining against his leathers as Jake’s hands ran over his body. When he felt teeth graze his neck he gasped and everything became a blur in the distance. He felt a sharp sting on his neck and he knew the man’s teeth were attached but it felt so good and all the while Jake was rubbing up against him like a randy dog.

  “I’m sorry,” Jake drew back panting.

  “Wow, no worries. It’s cool, we’re cool,” he replied.

  He was actually feeling anything but cool. He’d been brought almost to the point of coming in his pants like a teenager and he didn’t know how he was going to get home with what felt like a truck between his legs. Jake had put some distance between their bodies and he knew he wasn’t getting seconds, so he started to walk up the stairs.

  “Man, you are more of a mystery than your woman,” Ben said.

  “More than you know,” Jake replied. “Turn left and then the second right, you should be able to find your way after that.”

  “Sure,” he replied, but the door closed on him and the last thing he saw was Jake’s haunted eyes gazing at him.

  “Right,” Ben sighed.

  He had very little memory of leaving the club the night before and even less of the journey he took to get to their apartment but he did remember leaving after only having one drink. He also remembered his hosts not providing any drinks, so why did he feel so hung over?

  When he reached his apartment above the little shop he leased, his first priority was water and lots of it. His second priority was a shower, and it was when he passed the mirror in the bathroom that he noticed the bruise on his buttocks. Two scabs and a large bruise graced his otherwise pale and untouched skin. The weirdness of the night was growing, he thought, as he switched on the water.

  Ben wasn’t gay, but he wasn’t straight either. He was an opportunist, or at least that’s how he liked to see it. He would take pleasure in whatever he felt like and he didn’t want a label to hold him back or categorize him. He had enjoyed Jake just as much as he had enjoyed Louisa and he really hoped they would call him because he had no idea how to get back to their apartment.

  *****

  When Jake came back into the room he had a guilty look on his face and Louisa could see the effect Ben had had on him, once again. Jake was confused and she could understand why. Her life had just opened up but he had slid off kilter and he needed some reassurance to put it straight.

  Ben would be good for them; he could bring life into their undead world. Vampires could easily stray away from humanity, drink too much blood, kill humans, and develop a superiority complex that didn’t take them anywhere good. They were not going down that route; they would mingle and it would be fun.

  “Let me run you a bath,” she said.

  “Okay,” he replied.

  She added her favorite b
ath oil to the running water and waited as steam filled the room. He didn’t rise from the bed; she took his hand and led him to the bathroom and then took her time undressing him. He might be her vampire child but she had found out that evening he was all man and she wasn’t about to forget that, even when she felt the need to look after him.

  “Let’s take these clothes off,” she purred.

  He allowed her to undress him and then climbed into the tub. This time, he had no complaints when she washed his hair and scrubbed his skin but his silence was unnerving, especially after what they had done together. He was just staring into space. She needed to bring him out of it, bring him back to her.

  “Move over, Jake,” she said slipping her robe off.

  She climbed in opposite him and handed him the sponge. He didn’t take the hint at first but when she dunked the sponge in the water and then placed it on her leg, he got the idea and began to wash her. She had never had a bath with a man before. When she had been human, baths had not been taken for granted and they certainly were not used for recreation. She had shared a bath with three sisters and a brother, taking turns to dirty up the water, with the youngest going last. Skin-stripping soap would turn the water into a near-toxic sludge and they would all dread their turn.

  Louisa turned around and leaned against his chest while he continued to wash her body. It was relaxing but she was more than a little turned on. She wondered if either of them would have made a move on each other if Ben hadn’t spiced up their life. She had been wandering the streets like Sleeping Beauty before meeting Jake, dead in more ways than one.

  “I don’t just want to drink his blood,” Jake said so quietly anyone with human ears wouldn’t have heard him.

  “You are attracted to him,” she replied.

  “He annoys me. I want to fight him and drink him dry but I also want to rub him all over myself or roll in his scent like a puppy,” he said.