Eternity Factor (2 page)

She opened her eyes and hooked her thumbs inside the waistband of his underwear and yanked them down. The jeans and underwear pooled at his feet.

His eyes opened. “Damn, that felt good.”

“Take off your shoes, Jak.”

He toed off his shoes and stepped out of his jeans.

Azza stood and splayed her hands on his muscled chest, running her fingers over his smooth skin. Beneath her right palm, his heart thumped, pumping his life-giving blood. Leaning forward, she inhaled his scent, a delicious mixture of lusty male, musky sex and rich blood.

“Azza.”

She lifted her head. He touched a fingertip to the base of her throat, slid it down to the valley between her breasts. “You have me at a disadvantage.”

He fumbled with the laces of her bodice, slowly exposing her breasts. By the time the last lace pulled free, he’d latched onto a nipple. He suckled hard and deep. Desire licked her pussy.

He lifted his head, cupped her breast and thumbed her distended nipple. She was aching and sensitive, yearning to feel his lips on other parts of her body.

“You’re so damn sexy.”

Her fangs extended and her pussy ached for the thrust of his blood-engorged cock. With a groan, he grasped the waistband of her pants and peeled them down her hips. Azza stepped out of her red heels. Jak dropped to his knees and removed her leather pants. She hadn’t bothered to wear underwear.

He sucked in a breath and ran his hands up the backs of her legs. He paused at her knees, lifted her leg and settled it over his shoulder. He blew softly, brushing her pussy with his warm breath. Her pussy fluttered in anticipation of the touch of his blood rich tongue and lips.

“I want to taste you.”

Azza flicked the tip of her tongue over the points of her fangs. “Not as much as I’d like to taste you.”

He didn’t catch her vampire humor, but Jak did exactly what she wanted. He buried his face in her pussy, sliding his tongue inside her aching flesh. Every lick and suck made her tremble and throb. Then his lips encircled her clit.

Bite me. That felt good.

Azza stroked his neck, enjoying the blood pounding in his veins. So close, so sweet and juicy, her fangs tingled.

He swirled his tongue around and over her clit, licked her walls then circled back to her sensitive nub.

She grabbed his shoulders for support, her knees nearly buckling as he latched on and suckled. She came, shuddering in ecstasy. This guy was good.

“You have a marvelous way with your tongue, Jak.”

He gave her a lush lick, then stood.

She palmed his engorged cock and moaned. He was thick and ready.

“You make me hot.”

Azza inhaled the hot scent of man, sex and blood. “I like hot.”

Jak snagged her by the waist and stepped toward the sofa, taking her with him.

Her lips tingled, her fangs ached and her pussy throbbed.

“Fuck me, Azza.”

Eager to feel his blood-engorged cock inside her, Azza pushed him back on the sofa, then climbed onto his lap. Sighing, she sank down on him. He was long and thick and hot, so hot and bursting with rich blood.

She rocked her hips, riding him. No slacker, he palmed her ass and bucked beneath her, driving his big cock deep inside her.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her face down to his. Azza wanted to kiss him and feel his blood-filled tongue in her mouth, but hiding her extended fangs was impossible.

She cupped his face, guiding his mouth to her breast. The moment he latched onto her nipple, Azza moaned.

Her hands slid to his neck. Beneath her fingertips, Jak’s blood pulsed through veins and arteries. The pounding of his blood and the heat of his skin gave Azza the ultimate rush.

She loved the warmth of his skin, the penetration of his hot cock and the thundering of his heart. Craving his heat, Azza rode him hard and fast.

Jak released her breast and dug his fingers into her butt cheeks. He came, pumping his life’s essence into her in thick spurts.

Feeling his heat and his life, she threw back her head and came.

For a vampire, nothing was better, except drinking fresh blood.

“Wow.” Jak’s chest heaved and his breathing was ragged. He was staring at her, his focus on her mouth.

Had he seen her fangs?

“You’re great,” he said, sucking in a deep breath. “I thought my heart was going to burst.”

Azza wished he wouldn’t put that image into her head. Rogue vampires tearing through human chests and sucking them dry had started the urban wars. Then the economy had collapsed and the country went crazy. The humans blamed the vampires and when the war was over the vampires were shackled with restrictive laws and forced to live in specified zones. Even tiny sips were forbidden, depriving the human and the vampire of the ultimate climax, the blood passion.

But taking blood carried a death sentence, decapitation the preferred method. Azza shook off her grisly thoughts and placed her hand over Jak’s heart. “You’re young, strong and healthy. You can handle it.”

“You forgot handsome with a big cock.”

“That, too.”

Jak chuckled. “How about a beer? I’ve got a couple of cold ones in the fridge?”

“Sure.” Azza eased off his lap. She’d have to give Jak a rest period before jumping his bones again. Humans were so damned fragile, but their hot blood made up for it.

Jak turned on a lamp and walked over to the efficiency kitchen. Azza liked that he was comfortable naked. The man had nothing to be ashamed about. His shoulders were wide, his hips narrow and his legs strong. His butt was taut and pale. His tan ended at his waist and mid-thigh.

His apartment wasn’t as attractive. The studio had minimal furniture, but the walls were freshly painted a gray-blue and the wood plank floor was scarred, but clean. Jak wasn’t a slob. She assumed the door near the efficiency kitchen led to the bathroom. Jak didn’t have any mirrors in the living room and the bathroom door was closed, eliminating a potential problem. The lack of reflection thing was a definite tipoff. Once humans were spooked, who knew what might happen.

Jak returned with two bottles of beer and settled on the sofa next to her. He leaned back, put his feet on the coffee table and drew her close. He kissed her temple. “Can you stay the night?”

“I can’t. I’ve got to get back to the rave. I came with a friend and she’ll be looking for me.”

Jak ran his fingers through Azza’s hair, then he kissed her bare shoulder. “Stay for a while. When you’re ready to go, I’ll walk you back to the warehouse.”

“That’s not necessary. I can take care of myself.”

He looked her in the eyes. “I want more than a one-night stand.”

His declaration surprised her. The last two guys she’d picked up at raves were more than willing to fuck and kiss farewell within an hour. She liked Jak, but wise vampires didn’t have relationships with humans.

“You’re different. There’s something about you.” He put aside his beer and cupped her face. “I want to see you again. Let’s get together this weekend. We can order pizza, watch movies and spend the whole weekend in bed.”

She’d love to spend hours with Jak, but a weekend date was impossible. Best to string him along and never see him again. “I can’t promise anything.”

“I know we just met, but I’m so damn tired of being alone.”

“A good looking man like you is bound to have girlfriends.”

“I haven’t been in the city long. I’ve had a few dates, but nothing has clicked for me. Not until tonight.”

“You like fucking me?”

“I love fucking you.” He drew her into his arms and stroked her back. “You feel so damned good.”

He didn’t comment on her cooler than usual flesh. Best to keep him occupied so he wouldn’t focus on that detail.

Azza palmed his cock and tugged. He was instantly hard. She’d indulge her needs one more time, but soon she’d have to go.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck.

Every breath she took was scented with his blood. She pressed her lips against his pulsing vein. The temptation to taste him rose sharp and fast. Her fangs extended.

Hell and damnation, she wanted to bite him.

She opened her mouth.

“Azza? Are those fangs?”

His whisper brought her out of her trance. She closed her mouth and pulled out of his arms. If she wasn’t careful, he’d realize he had the real thing, not just a female dressed in vamp getup.

“Yeah, cost me a fortune, like my costume. I’m thinking of adding a ruby on one of them. What do you think?”

“You’re really into this vampire thing?”

“It’s fun. Don’t you like to dress up?”

“Halloween is for kids and I’m not into capes. Those costumes at the rave are elaborate.”

Azza wondered if his disinterest was more because of the cost than the dressing up part. His apartment was sparse and when he’d asked her to spend the weekend with him, he hadn’t mentioned dinner or movies, which were outrageously expensive. He didn’t have a TV or a computer. A small electronic device with ear buds was lying on the end table and a bunch of worn paperbacks were stacked on the floor.

Jak might be like so many humans, just getting by. Books and music were his entertainment.

The vampire community was much better off, but the leaders of the Cemetery had had centuries to accumulate wealth. In vampire terms, Azza wasn’t all that old. She’d been bitten on her twenty-fourth birthday just over thirty years ago, drawn into the darkness by a handsome vampire willing to buy her blood.

Her family needed money and as much as Azza hated to admit it, letting a vampire suck your blood was an amazing high. She’d been warned of the dangers, but the money was good and the vampire was thirsty.

Azza had been forced to leave the human world and now time stood still. She was only an observer, not a participator in the living world.

Jak leaned down and brushed his lips to hers. She stroked his cock, the heat of him searing her hand. He was so deliciously human. “Make love to me, Jak.”

Taking her cue, Jak took her hand and stood. Azza rose and he led her to his narrow bed, tucked in an alcove that served as a bedroom. The sheets were smooth against her skin and fresh, free of female human scent.

He lay beside her, caressing her hip and running his palm along her thigh.

Azza loved the feel of his warm hand on her skin, relished the erotic wake following his fingers as he stroked her belly. He kissed her shoulder and nuzzled her breast. Azza cupped his head, running her fingers through the short, silky strands of his hair.

He lifted his head and kissed her, slipping his tongue between her lips. She latched onto his blood rich tongue and suckled. He climbed between her legs, his heat covering her like a sensual shroud. Her senses sizzled, her muscles trembled and her fangs tingled as he entered her.

Instead of the wild pounding of bodies, Jak moved with slow penetrating strokes, taking his time. His heat surrounded her, seeping into her and pushing out the cold.

Azza sensed the jump in his heart rate, felt the trembling of his straining muscles. She grabbed his ass and surged up to meet his next stroke, squeezing down on him and finding her pleasure.

He groaned and his control shattered. He thrust hard, once, twice, then threw back his head and stilled. His cock jerked and his arms shook.

“I couldn’t hold on. Not when you grabbed me like that.”

Azza placed her palm on his chest. His heart thundered and he still trembled.

He kissed her shoulder and lay sprawled over her. “You make me feel so good.”

Loving his weight and heat, she wrapped her arms around his back and held him. How long had it been since Azza had felt such tenderness and affection? Jak touched the human buried inside her. Maybe in another century that kernel of the human girl she’d once been would be lost forever. But tonight, Jak had brought forth so many feelings and memories of that girl.

She couldn’t go back and Jak belonged to the human world.

“I’ve got to go. I’m late already.”

Jak kissed her on the forehead. “Okay, I’ll walk you back.”

Within a few minutes they were dressed and on their way back to the warehouse. Jak put his arm around her shoulder. “I had a good time, Azza. I’d like to see you again.”

“I’m rarely in the city.” Azza lived less than two miles away, but the Cemetery might as well be on the moon.

Jak stopped beneath the weak glow of one of the few operating streetlights. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Not in a long time. I enjoyed being with you.”

“I’m not just after sex if that’s what you’re thinking. I like you, Azza. I’d like to get to know you better.”

Azza wanted to see him again, but she’d have to sneak out of the Cemetery. She’d restricted her forays into the human zone. The more you broke the rules, the higher the odds you’d slip up. If they were caught together, Jak would be heavily fined. He was a nice guy. He didn’t need a vampire complicating his life.

“Give me your number. If I come back to town, I’ll call you.”

He patted his pockets. “I don’t have a pen.”

“I have an excellent memory. Tell me. I won’t forget.”

He gave her the number and they continued down the sidewalk. Three distinctive red and white DSA vehicles raced past them heading for the warehouse.

Azza stopped in her tracks and watched as her worst fear unfolded. The vehicles screeched to a stop in front of the warehouse and Dead Souls cops armed with UV wands and guns spilled out. The wands were enhanced with optical filtering, making the ultraviolet light visible to humans. Although safe for humans, the UV severely burned vampire flesh. Instead of bullets, the guns shot thin, debilitating silver needles.

A crowd of costumed figures ran out of the warehouse. The street lit up as the cops blasted the crowd with purplish-blue light commonly called black lights. “Reeni’s in trouble.”

“The lights only hurt vampires.”

Azza turned to face him. She’d be a fool to trust Jak, but what choice did she have? If she tried to approach the warehouse she’d be burned.

“That’s why Reeni’s in trouble.”

Jak didn’t recoil in horror. “Reeni’s a vampire?”

“Yeah. So am I.”