He hopped from the bed, grabbed his clothes, and surveyed the room. There was only one door, the one leading back into the private bar lounge, but also a security monitor screen at a desk. He went to the monitor and toggled through the security camera feeds while putting on his trousers. There were a half dozen feeds from the casino, one at each of the eight bars, two in one of the men’s restrooms, one in the brothel lounge, two in the private bar lounge, three in the drug den, one in a control room…Varick stopped and looked closer at the screen. There were guards in the control room and someone else. Dardanio. They were looking at their own monitors. Varick toggled the switch again and saw himself on the screen. He looked up at the ceiling, and sure enough, there was a camera in the corner, a little black half-circle eye in the sky.
Varick moved for the door, but it opened before he got there. It wasn’t a guard that stepped into the doorway, though. It wasn’t Dardanio. It was Silya. She leveled a gun at him. His gun. The door closed behind her as she stepped inside the room. She was wearing her work clothes. Black leather pants and tight tank top. No bra. She’d learned a long time ago she had the upper hand when a customer or enemy was preoccupied staring at her tits.
‘Silya. What are you doing here?’
For an answer she shot him. He fell back onto the floor, more out of shock than pain. The bullet had missed his heart, only pierced one of his lungs, and he was able stay up on one elbow.
‘I knew you could do it, my big stupid bear,’ she said, walking closer. ‘Dardanio didn’t believe me, but I told him you would.’
Varick felt sick. ‘Majid never tried to kill you.’
‘Of course not. He was too vain to realize he should have killed me. But we taught him a little lesson about that, didn’t we? Did he take you in the ass before you killed him?’ She glanced at Majid’s corpse, and saw that it was still clothed. ‘Impressive.’ She yanked Varick’s arm out from beneath him and he crumpled to the floor.
‘Why?’ he groaned.
‘Because, you stupid bear. Majid has no second in command, no heirs. Dardanio is next in the line of succession to inherit his empire.’
‘Fuck Dardanio.’
‘Dardanio’s my partner. He’s practically raised me in this business.’
‘Fuck Dardanio,’ Varick grunted again. ‘He’s a fucking pussy. I love you.’
Silya smiled. ‘And I love the way you fuck me. For that, I’ll make this moment sweet for the both of us.’ She threw aside the gun and pulled a zipper pouch from the back pocket in her pants. She opened it and prepped the syringe, then shot him up with aphrodilium. ‘The last of the tainted batch,’ she said as she unlaced her pants and slid them down her slender white legs. She wore no panties, and her clean-shaved mound was still pink from her earlier encounters that day.
Varick was already hard when she yanked his trousers away. She teased him, though. Licked at him first, barely brushing the tip of his cock with her tongue. Then she danced slowly over him, lowering her swaying hips, almost touching her pussy to his cock, then his face, letting him smell her. She pulled her shirt up, exposing her flat, muscled stomach, but she wouldn’t bare her tits for him. She knew how he loved them.
She hovered back towards his cock and lowered herself onto his legs, then slid her mound across his cock so that it pressed up against his stomach. She got wet then, and could hold out no longer. She slid down onto him, began rocking her hips. He couldn’t help but breathe in deeply. He hiccupped blood, but the aphrodilium had washed away the pain of his gunshot wound. He let his head fall back and closed his eyes, trying to remind himself she had betrayed him. Used him. Was trying to fucking kill him.
‘Wasn’t I good to you?’
‘Too good,’ she panted. ‘Too stupid. I don’t need a fucking knight in shining armour to steal me away.’
She licked her finger and jammed it into the bloody hole in his chest. It hurt like hell, even through the aphrodilium, and with that, whatever feelings he had for her were swept away. He grabbed her arms and rolled over with a grunt, so that he was on top. Still, she never let him come out of her. Now he was doing the thrusting, though. Her legs flopped up in the air as he drove into her. He could feel the pressure building in his balls and at the base of cock. The fucking vampire blowjob had been a horrible tease, and he felt ready to explode. He ripped her shirt away and sucked at one of her tits. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into her harder.
‘That’s right, my big stupid bear. Fuck me hard when you die.’
Varick could feel the blood rage overtaking him. ‘You stupid bitch. I am a bear.’
‘Yes, my big stupid bear. Fuck me harder.’
The hair on his arms and chest was standing on end, and he knew he was losing control. ‘I’m a fucking berserkr,’ he tried warning her. ‘Your poison won’t kill me.’ It was too late, though. She was gasping and her cunt muscles clenching around his cock. He let himself go as he exploded inside her. He heard himself roar and that was the last thing he remembered.
When he regained consciousness he was covered in blood. He was no longer in Majid’s room, but rather in the casino. The mangled corpses of two dozen guards were strewn about him and Dardanio’s messily severed head was lying at his feet. All the guests had fled and Varick was the only living person in the Pleasure Den as far as he could see. He thought of going back to Majid’s room, but decided he didn’t want to see what he’d done.
It’d been almost five years since he’d last let himself shape shift. He didn’t like losing control, but Silya had left him no choice. He’d tried to take her away, but she wanted nothing of it, and never really wanted him, he knew now.
Varick looked his naked body over. He had a couple of gunshot wounds, but they’d heal, just as the one Silya had given him already had. He didn’t even feel the after-effects of the tainted aphrodilium.
A sudden commotion to his left caught his attention, and he turned to see the Madame and a couple of half naked whores burst from the door leading to the brothel. They screamed and ran when they saw him. He could do nothing but laugh. Even whores were afraid of a berserkr.
What’s the matter? You said you wanted the fucking bear.
Xcite Books help make loving better with a wide range of erotic books, eBooks, adult products and dating sites.
www.xcitebooks.com
www.xcitebooks.co.uk
www.xcitebooks.com.au
Sign-up to our Facebook page for special offers and free gifts
Aztec Gold Page 6