Supernatural Enforcement Bureau, Book 1, The Dragon and The Vampire: Book 1 (18 page)

The two large males started talking at once, with snarls, growls and loud voices. Ronan raised his arms, his voice loud in the room. “Shut up! You hear me? Shut, the, hell, up! Okay, now which one of you wants to leave? Let me make myself clear, which one of you wants you and your pack to leave here, their jobs, their apartments, everything. Come on, which one...you?”

Ronan pointed to the Alpha to his right, the man glaring at him freely, though he shook his head. Ronan turned to the other. “You?”

The large Wolf also shook his head.

Ronan pulled out a chair from the conference table and sat down, put his head in his hands and took a few steadying breaths before continuing. “Okay, you two have some gripes, every fucking month, you have gripes. I am the Director of this fucking bureau and you keep pulling me away from my work to deal with your beefs. So, this is what’s gonna happen. You both have the same choice...you fucking get along, stop the posturing and shit...or leave. Simple. I’m gonna get up and leave and I expect an email from both of you by close of business today to give me your decision. If any of my men tell me that this has continued after I’ve left, then you’re both out on your ears!”

Ronan glowered at one then the other, stood up and left the room, nodding at his men as he went. He noticed the smirks on their faces as they inclined their heads in his direction.

His journey back to his own office was, as usual, held up with people asking him questions, showing him things they thought he should know, or just wanting to ‘shoot the breeze.’ Another reason he hated getting called down to the conference room.

It was quite some time before he reached his door, going in and closing it behind him. He had never erupted like that when asked to mediate between two Alphas, but those two drove him to distraction, acting more like enemies on the playground than two powerful Wolves. He just couldn’t take their bickering any more. If they didn’t comply then it would certainly cause him some staffing issues. In his opinion, it was worth it, he refused to deal with them again.

He relaxed back into his chair and closed his eyes, trying to calm his thoughts and his strained body.

Starr’s hand on his shoulder jolted him into awareness, his body flying forward and into a standing position so quickly that she took a startled step back, a questioning look on her face. “You okay?” she asked him quietly as he realized he must’ve dozed off.

Sitting back down, he nodded. “Heck, I just closed my eyes to calm myself. Sorry, seems like I dozed off.”

Starr was smiling down at him. “Yeah, I heard what happened. In fact, everyone’s heard what happened. Ya kinda lost it, didn’t ya?”

Ronan shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, as he replied, “I sure did. I’m just so fed up with those two. Petty squabbles almost every week and there’s plenty of really serious things to get worked up about and they waste their time and energy, and mine, on mindless point scoring. I’ve had enough, this is their last warning.”

Starr nodded to his laptop. “They both emailed you, saying they and their packs wish to stay and they’ll stop any further disagreements from escalating. Good job, Fang, looks like you achieved the impossible. Now, I was just wondering what to do about dinner, I kinda fancy going out tonight. What do you think?”

Ronan laughed out loud, the thought of no more arbitrating between the Alphas making him feel very happy indeed. “Oh, I think we can go out, just decide where you want...”

His mobile rang and he reached for it quickly, noting Paul’s number as he pressed the screen. “Report!” he barked down the line.

Paul’s calm voice answered immediately. “She’s safe, she gave birth while they had her so she’s on her way to the hospital. Josef and the Wolf, Gabe, are with her. Just to let you know, boss, it was Peri that took out the Witch. He pulled a stunt that brought the roof down on Esther. Before you ask, she’s okay, more pissed off than anything, but it was Peri that took him out. She used magic so powerful I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s a pity she’s mated to a billionaire cause if she is ever looking for a job we should have her on our side. That kind of power would sure help us out, but hey, she’s just given birth and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t need a job, but it’s something to remember.”

Ronan let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding at Paul’s words. “Thank Christ she’s safe. I was worried what would happen with Josef if she wasn’t. Thanks Paul, and I’ll keep that in mind about Peri.”

Paul chuckled. “Shit, I don’t know what Josef woulda done if we didn’t get her, and the baby, not something I even want to think about, boss. Esther says to tell you she’ll see you tomorrow, she’s going straight home for a bath cause she’s covered in dust ‘n rubble.”

Ronan almost laughed again, the thought of a pissed off Esther the only thing stopping his laughter. “Okay, thank you Paul and pass on my gratitude to your men.”

Paul said a quick, “Sure thing, boss,” before hanging up.

Starr’s face was bright and happy as he turned to her, flinging herself onto his lap, circling her arms around his neck before placing small kisses on his lips. He held her close, savoring the feel of her in his arms.

Chapter 18

Ronan looked at his schedule for the next day,
noting that a few months had passed since the fateful day Peri had been kidnapped. All was now well in Vegas, with his Sire settling into fatherhood as if he was made for it. Gabe the proud father, talking about their son every chance he could.

After Peri’s close call it brought it home to both Ronan and Josef just how precarious life could be. Both making an effort to stay in touch more regularly, although he and Starr still hadn’t gone for the visit that Josef kept trying to get them to take.

Josef had also offered their help, specifically Peri’s, when or if, they found the imprisoned Dragon. He had accepted gratefully, especially after Paul’s information on how strong Peri was against dark magic. If the Witch that held the Dragon was as powerful as they thought, they may just need Peri and Esther to take him down.

Starr pushed his office door farther open, sticking her head in. “Ready?”

Ronan smirked, “Yes, now come in here and let me see you.”

Starr blushed as she came inside, his breath hitching at the sight of his mate before him. She had rushed upstairs for a quick shower and to change as they were going out for a special dinner. He was dressed in his best suit and a favorite of Starr’s.

She wore the dress he bought her for their bonding, the dark purple material hugging her body and as his eyes dipped lower he saw her legs encased in sheer silk stockings. His reaction was instant, his cock hardening within the confines of his dress trousers. A low moan escaped his throat, as his eyes found hers. “Tá tú go h-álainn. Mo shíorghrá.”

Starr’s eyes teared up. “Thank you. Mo shíorghrá.”

Ronan loved that she had learned some of his sayings, her accent getting better all the time, the way she spoke ‘my eternal love’ almost as good as his own. “Do we really need to go out?” he cajoled, only wishing to rush her back upstairs to their apartment and spend hours pleasuring her as she screamed his name.

Starr shook her head at him. “Uh uh, I’m hungry and I’m the one in this relationship that actually needs food, so come on, Fang. The quicker we head out...the quicker we get home.”

The sultry smile she gave him had him hissing through his teeth. “Oh, you are a naughty Dragon, Miss, a very naughty Dragon.”

Starr’s laughter was bright and easy as he stood up, doing his best to hide his hardness with his suit jacket as they left the office.

Ronan fidgeted the entire evening, not quite getting rid of his arousal as Starr ate her meal. She enjoyed the wine, drinking almost a full bottle herself as he sipped one of his favorite bourbons. When she asked for the dessert menu he moaned aloud, which resulted in him receiving a sharp pinch from Starr.

She pouted as she whispered, “It’s our anniversary, Ronan, let me enjoy my food.”

He grabbed her offending pinching fingers, slowly rubbing his thumb over her soft skin. “I’m sorry, Puff, of course you can have dessert. I just want to get you back home and watch the show.”

Starr’s brow furrowed. “What show?”

A small chuckle escaped him before he stopped himself. “Why, you undressing for me while I sit and watch, of course.”

The blush started on her chest, working its way up her long neck, before taking over her cheeks. Her breathing caught in her throat, her pupils dilating as he moved towards her, placing a whisper of a kiss on her lips.

Starr pulled back slightly, her hand in the air, a waiter appearing almost instantly. “Check please,” she said breathlessly as he chuckled against her ear.

They were out of the restaurant and getting out of a cab outside the offices in less than fifteen minutes. Ronan keeping Starr close to him the entire ride home, his fingers running up and down her arm as she leaned into him. They almost ran the short distance to the elevator, Starr pressing the button again and again, as if trying to hurry it along.

As soon as they entered the elevator, Ronan could hold back no longer, crushing Starr to his body as his lips devoured hers with a passion so intense it took both their breath away. His tongue invaded her mouth, swirling around and tasting her uniqueness as his cock strained to be free. He gasped into her mouth as her hand cupped him and gently caressed him through the material of his trousers.

At the ping that alerted them they had reached their floor, he forced his lips from hers, taking her hand and rushing headlong for their apartment, then straight to the bedroom. As they entered Starr pulled her hand from his, giggling behind him in a very naughty manner.

Ronan turned to see her pointing to the edge of the bed. “Sit down,” was all she said as he remembered his words from earlier.

Taking off his suit jacket, he threw it towards the corner of the room, completely missing the chair that he had been aiming for. His ass hit the bed and air whooshed out of his lungs as his mate stood before him, her intentions very clear.

Starr’s face was flushed with passion as she carefully unzipped the dress, letting it fall to pool around her feet. Ronan’s heart rate rocketed at the sight of her before him in purple lingerie, stockings and high heels. He beckoned her forward with his finger. “Come here, Starr.”

His voice laced with lust, passion and love, his mate kicked the dress from her feet and moved towards him, stopping barely inches in front of him. His legs were slightly open and he pulled her in closer, placing small, gentle, kisses across her stomach, as a hand moved to cup one of her perfect breasts. His thumb and forefinger found her nipple, teasing it to a hard peak and tweaking it, as his other gripped her ass, pulling her even closer.

His lips moved downwards, kissing her through the thin, lacy material of her panties. As his mouth covered her mound a groan escaped her throat as he felt her knees shake. Ronan kept his mouth on her as his hands tugged her panties downwards, to fall around her ankles.

Ronan’s tongue darted out, gently touching her sensitive spot as he felt her shiver. “Open for me,
mo chroí,” he said against her skin as he kept his mouth on her.

Starr wiggled to free her feet from her panties, then moved them wider, allowing Ronan access to her folds. He lavished her with his tongue, lips, and breath, as his hands now gripped her waist to hold her in place. Her scent invaded his senses, her arousal seeping out and onto his tongue. Her taste almost driving him insane with need.

Ronan sucked her clit inside his mouth, gently nipping it with his teeth, before flicking it with his tongue. “Come for me, M’fhíorghrá,” he said into her mound as his mouth fastened once again on her clit, the small bud throbbing against his lips. One more nibble from his teeth, a flick with his tongue, and Starr almost unraveled before him, her head thrown back as she screamed his name.

Ronan held her in place until her body stopped quivering, then moving so quickly he could see her eyes widen in shock, as he picked her up and placed on the bed. Her eyes stayed locked with his as he undressed, leaving his clothes where they fell before he crawled up the bed towards her.

Starr’s eyes still held that glazed look she got when she orgasmed, a look he loved to see. “Happy Anniversary, my mate.” He smirked as his knees pushed her thighs apart, moving is rock hard cock to her sopping wet entrance.

She sighed as he entered her. “Happy Anniversary,” she said breathlessly, as his fangs erupted, a smile on her face as she knew the pleasure to come.

*****

Ronan’s phone was ringing, a groan escaping him as he moved to find it amongst the tangle of his clothes, left where they fell the previous night. Starr was still asleep and he tried to hurry so that the noise wouldn’t wake her. After all, she needed her rest after the previous night’s lovemaking, Ronan keeping her up for many hours as they celebrated their one year anniversary.

A curse escaped him as he stubbed his toes on the bed, before he finally located his phone. As he pulled it out he heard a snort of laughter from Starr, his phone, or his movements awakening her from her slumber. The phone now in his hand he sat down on the edge of the bed, Starr moving to kneel at his back, her hands roaming all over his shoulders.

He swatted her hands away. “Behave.” He chuckled as he saw Serge’s name on his screen. He frowned as he swiped the phone to take the call, wondering what the heck Serge was calling so early for. “Hello, Serge, what’s up?”

The words were barely out of Ronan’s mouth before Serge started talking. Scratch that, Serge was shouting down the phone at him. “We’ve found it! We’ve fucking found it! The cavern, this morning, we got a tip from another pack of Wolves and went to check it out and I’m telling you, boss, it’s the cavern we’ve been searching for. I can clearly scent live Dragon and lots of fucking dark magic....”

Ronan jumped up, pacing back and forth. “Serge, listen to me, do not, I repeat do
not
go into that area. Stay back, stay safe, just keep watch on it and send me the coordinates. We need to do this with the utmost caution and we
need
to get that Dragon out alive. Do you hear me?”

Starr’s eyes locked with his, a look of wonder on her face as she listened intently to the conversation. Serge’s voice rumbled in his ear.

“Yes, boss, I hear ya. We’re a ways away from it but I’ve got a clear line of sight. I’ll stay right here until you arrive. I’ve already sent the men back to bring supplies and a tent. It’s cold as death, so we need some things to keep us warm enough so we don’t freeze our asses off. I’ll be here waiting, but how long do you think you’ll be?”

Ronan paced again, back and forth, as his mind moved at a million miles an hour. “It’s gonna be at least a day, maybe longer. I’ve got us some extra magical help, but they need to get here and make arrangements for someone to watch the baby…”

Serge’s voice sounded a little surprised as he butted in, “Baby? Who the fuck you getting, boss?”

Ronan chuckled. “Oh, I’m bringing the big guns, Serge. If the information I have is right this person is even stronger than Esther. So, just hang tight and we’ll be there as soon as we can. Thank you, Serge. I know this has been a long, hard assignment and I’m grateful you didn’t give up. Okay gotta go and get everything organized. See you soon.”

Ronan hung up and only just managed to open his arms as Starr flung herself at him, squealing loudly. “He’s found it? He’s found the Dragon?”

He laughed down into her excited face. “That he has, mo chroi, that he has. Now, let me go, I’ve a lot of work to do before we go and rescue a Dragon.”