Broken Vow (11 page)

Drakkar had already killed two black angels. Exactly where he learned the secret to their undoing was beyond her, but she certainly had no desire to join them.

“You know what this is, don't you?” he taunted.

“Yes,” she breathed, fearing for her life and the life of her unborn baby. She couldn't bear to lose another child.

“All I have to do is ram it into your heart and your soul will go to hell where it belongs.”

“No! Please!”

His snicker was sinister as his sadistic eyes delighted in her terror and helplessness. “I knew you were a black angel the minute I saw you.”

“How?”

“It's a gift. I can pick them out anywhere. I would've killed you, but you look so good it just seemed like a waste to mar those luscious curves and stain that lovely flesh with blood.”

Sonya shivered, stomach turning in revulsion at the unwelcome lust brewing in his soulless eyes as he ran a strong, sickening hand down her body. “Don't touch me!”

His sudden grasp around her throat silenced her startled scream and choked the gasp out of her. “How bad do you want to live?”

She grimaced as she struggled to breathe. “Really bad.”

He released the strangling hold on her, seeming as though the sudden change in power had him salivating. “Sleep with me.”

Her eyes narrowed. “I don't sleep with bloodsuckers.”

He slapped her. “Either you sleep with me or I ram this underworld knife into your chest.”

Her eyes closed briefly and she sighed. She couldn't make that choice again – to sacrifice her baby for her redemption. On the other hand, how could she knowingly break her vow and escape condemnation?

The sound of the doorbell rang and Drakkar grinned. “That would be my friend. Come. I want you to meet your other bed mate.”

She tried to get away, but his death-grip on her arm refused to let her. Once they reached the stairs, Sonya gasped in fright when she saw Delilah, the succubus walk in with a soul devourer Sonya prayed she'd never see again. It was Jude.

Chapter Six:

In Enemy Arms

Sonya cringed when Jude's expression of shock evolved into one of sadistic pleasure at the sight of her.

“Why, Sonya, what a pleasant surprise,” he told her in his British accent with an evil grin.

“Speak of the devil,” Delilah said with a smile. “We were just talking about you.”

Sonya swallowed nervously as Drakkar walked forward with her.

“She tried to take me out, but I discouraged her, didn't I, bitch?”

She found a fleeting renewal of courage. “Hello, Jude. I suppose you're the male Drakkar wants to sleep with.”

Jude blinked in surprise. “Did he tell you that?”

She smiled with vindictive achievement when she felt Drakkar's hand tighten around her arm as he glared down at her as if to shut her up. “Yes, he interviewed me and other women so he could hire someone to pretend to be his girlfriend. His plan was to have a threesome with you so he could get you naked in his bed.”

“You shut your fucking mouth!” Drakkar yelled.

Jude scowled and rolled his eyes. “For god's sake, Drakkar, I've told you before I'm completely straight. Why don't you go off and haunt that church-loving werewolf you keep boasting you claimed long ago?”

Drakkar grinned. “That persistent bastard keeps trying to hunt me down and kill me. I haven't seen him in a long time, though. Next time I run into him I'll have to make a man out of him. I bet that will eat his conscience up inside.”

“You shouldn't claim people against their will,” Sonya found herself saying before snapping her mouth shut. She was clearly outnumbered.

“I think we should fuck her brains out,” Drakkar suggested.

“I second that notion,” Delilah agreed.

Jude's lips curved up into a wicked smile. “Yes, but first I must give her a sound thrashing with my bamboo cane.”

Shadows of terror assailed her and Sonya tried to run, but Drakkar held her still, making it look so effortless to restrain her even though she struggled with all her might to free herself.

“You're not going anywhere, angel girl. We have big plans for you. If you're a good girl we'll let you come,” he promised in a dark, seductive tone that scared her.

“I don't want to come.”

Jude's face was a threshold of primitive evil as he headed across the room and moved a table to the center of the main lobby. “Then you shall come long and hard and as many times as we dictate.”

She shuddered at his threat, hoping they were unable to get her off. If she enjoyed a union with demons she was screwed.

“Alfred, my cane,” Jude ordered.

The old butler nodded and went to retrieve it. “Very good, Sir.”

Delilah rolled her eyes with a smile. “Always the violent, angry one, aren't you, Jude? Personally, I think we should touch her gently beforehand so she relaxes a bit. Look at her shaking. She's scared out of her mind.”

“Good,” Jude said curtly.

Drakkar shook his head. “She's right, Jude. I'm all for beating her, but my cock needs immediate relief.”

“Fine.” Jude glanced over at Delilah. “You can play with her first and after a sound beating, Drakkar and I will take her.”

Sonya gaped at him in horror and jerked against Drakkar's life-sucking hold on her arm. “No! I won't let you!”

“Won't let us what, Sonya? Won't let us break your vow? But how will you stop us?” Jude taunted.

Now she remembered why she hated him so much.

“Congratulations by the way,” he said.

“On what?”

“On getting pregnant.” His crystal-blue eyes mocked her fright and his pants tented suddenly at the way she trembled.

“How did you know?”

“I'm a soul devourer remember? When I feed off of souls I gain intimate knowledge. Of course, I can't feed off yours since Nimbus claimed you, but I can still detect life inside of you.”

Delilah smiled. “Congratulations. Who's the happy father?”

Jude folded his arms with a threatening look of jubilee. “Shame on you, Sonya, for getting knocked up by a vampire.”

She'd forgotten he was psychic as well to a certain degree.

Delilah gaped at this before grinning. “Oo, somebody's in trouble.”

“I didn't know he was a vampire,” Sonya explained.

“You're still damned,” Delilah told her with a careless shrug.

Sonya shook her head frantically, needing desperately to refute her words and ward off the fear they inspired. “No, I'm not damned. It was a mistake. I didn't know.”

Jude closed the distance between them, each step echoing like the foreboding beat of drums. “How much longer do you suppose that excuse will hold, Sonya? You used it when you lost your soul and again I'm sure after you left Nimbus and got him solidified in rock.”

“What do you want from me?”

He slapped her hard across the face. “So you broke up with your undead boyfriend after you learned the truth about him, did you? That doesn't surprise me. You always were in the habit of throwing away meaningful relationships for prominent titles in heaven.”

That one killed her. “That's not true.”

Jude's tone lowered. “Both Nimbus and Sully would be here today if it weren't.”

Her eyes closed in misery and she gasped when he grabbed her by the throat.

“Will you kill this baby too in the name of redeeming yourself?”

“Of course not. It's my baby.”

“So was Sully!” He squeezed tighter, cutting off her air supply. “Now, as far as I can tell I have two options for getting even with you. I can kill you, or I can make your life a living hell. Frankly, I'm inclined to go with the latter.” He relinquished his hold on her throat. “But how to truly hurt you for what you did to my best friend and my son? Hm, I could kill your baby.”

Tears spilled from her eyes and they stung painfully as she tried in vain to get away from Drakkar's grip on her arm. “No, please! I'm begging you!”

Jude smiled darkly at this. “Ah, yes, you always were utterly ravishing when you begged. Perhaps I could let you have your baby for a little while and then take him away from you...the way you took Sully away from me.”

Her eyes closed and she wept. “I'm sorry. His death hurt me too.”

Jude approached her again and yanked her head up by her hair, making her gasp. “Woman, you have not even begun to know the meaning of pain and suffering. What you experience here today is just a small taste of the fate you'll endure once Nimbus and I get our hands on you.”

She gaped at him. “You know where Nimbus is?”

“No, but I know he was set free from his stone prison in the underworld temple back in 1854. I haven't been able to find him, though. I will and then we'll make you pay for what you've done.”

Nimbus had been freed. He was probably somewhere on the earth at that moment, but where? What was he doing? Was he looking for her, or had he given up on her after she left him back in the nineteenth century?

Alfred, the butler returned just then and handed Jude his bamboo cane. “Here you are, Sir.”

“Say, Alfred, when was the last time you had a good lay?” Jude asked him.

Sonya grimaced, hoping the question had nothing to do with her.

Alfred cocked his head to the side and then smiled a little. “Oh, it's been quite a while, Sir.”

Jude glanced over his shoulder at Drakkar. “Is he a good butler to you?

Drakkar nodded. “He's been a very good servant. Does whatever he's told, has a good sense of humor and loyalty. And he brings me crazy straws to drink my glass of blood with.”

Jude's smile turned wicked when he looked back at Alfred. “I'm delighted to hear it. Say, Alfred, as reward for your years of faithful service in this household, how would you like to shag the dark-haired beauty over there?”

Sonya froze, getting a cold feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“I only fucked her once up the ass, but I can personally attest to the quality of her body and her skill in bed,” said Jude.

Alfred got a naughty smile on his face. “If you say so, Sir.”

Jude grinned. “Oh, I insist.”

“No! I'm not sleeping with the butler!” Sonya flailed against Drakkar. “I don't even know him!”

He and Jude dragged her toward the stairs and laid her on them.

“That never stopped you before,” Jude retorted as he and Drakkar lay down next to Sonya and pinned her arms above her head. “Shall I refresh your memory? I believe it was in hell and there were multiple demons, about twenty, or so they tell me. I had some business to take care of that night, but I promise to attend your next gang-bang.”

She flailed, but they were too strong and had her outnumbered.

Delilah came closer. “I think you should let me prepare her first.”

Jude scowled. “Oh, just fuck the bitch.”

“Let go of me!”

Delilah knelt on the stairs between Sonya's legs. “Don't you think it would be satisfying to make her come against her will?”

Jude's face darkened with lust. “Good idea. Make her nice and wet for Alfred.”

Sonya tried to kick the succubus when she raised the hem of her dress.

Delilah snarled and her gray eyes flashed to glowing orange. “If I have to hold you still and rip these panties off you, I'll bite your pussy and taste your forbidden blood. I believe that's against your vows.”

Sonya cringed and willed her legs to be still as the woman lifted her dress again and slowly slipped the panties down her legs. Four sets of libidinous eyes devoured the display of her waxed cunt.

“Mm, shit, yes. Naked pussies are the best. Well, done, baby,” Drakkar praised.

“Strippers have shaved cunts,” Jude told her. “Are you a whore, Sonya?”

She blushed, trying to close her legs.

Delilah wouldn't let her. “No, no. I want to taste you.”

“No! I won't let you!” Sonya bucked and kicked, but Drakkar and Jude each used a strong leg to pin her legs down so they remained spread wide open to Delilah's depraved will.

The succubus grinned at this. “Thank you, boys.”

Sonya stiffened and gasped when she felt the soft brush of Delilah's lips on her smooth mons. The woman rubbed her hand in slow sensual strokes over Sonya's sensitive pussy, making her squirm under the erotic stimulation.

“I don't want this.”

Delilah spread open her labia, eyes soaking in the softness of her parted folds. “You will. You're a succubus. It's in your nature to crave sex...no matter who it's with.”

“That's not true. Oh god, stop!” Sonya squirmed when she felt the warm, delicate strokes of Delilah's tongue gliding through her slit. It had been a while since she'd been pleasured by a woman.

“I'll wager Delilah will have her creaming in under a minute,” Jude predicted with glee.

“Fuck, that's hot – her licking your naked pussy. You're going to come all over her tongue, aren't you, slut?” Drakkar asked her through a groan.

Sonya panicked. “No! I won't come! I won't!”

She squealed when Delilah tongued her faster as if goaded by the challenge. The woman nibbled on her vulva before her tongue journeyed upward. Sonya bit back a scream when Delilah slurped on her clitoris.

Alfred gave her a raunchy smile that made her blush. “Oh, now that
is
a nice picture.”

Why did she come here? If she'd told Blade and the other cruxim that she was pregnant, they never would've sent her on this mission. Maybe after she endured this, she could find a way to salvage her mission by slaying Drakkar like she'd been sent to.

Her back arched when Delilah pierced a finger up her vagina and fucked her with it while she continued to love on her clit with alarming skill. Her expertise was pretty much a guarantee to climax. Sonya fought the familiar sensations, assuring herself that an enforced orgasm wouldn't damn her. She would fight it.

Drakkar made an aroused, guttural sound that came out deep, masculine and sexual. “That's so hot. You're close, aren't you, slut? Gonna make a mess all over that pretty mouth. Come on, you tart. Push that cunt up against her face. You know you want it.”

Sonya winced at his words, feeling as disgusted as she was secretly turned on by his taunting and the stimulation on her sex. This mission hadn't gone at all according to plan, had it?

She struggled when Drakkar tugged the strap of her dress down, exposing her shoulder. He yanked her strapless bra off and stared down at her breasts.