Survive the Dawn (3 page)

Nina arched off the bed when Carey roughly entered her with two fingers. Nina laughed and reached over to the nightstand; she opened the drawer and pulled out the harness. “Put it on and fuck me.”

Nina could see Carey’s body trembling. Carey, in turn, never stripped so fast in her life. She then slipped into the harness and pulled the straps. “You want this, as well,” Carey said in a raspy voice. She hated that she sounded unsure about this woman. She was usually in charge in every way. But this tall sexy woman was leading her around by the apparatus she now wore.

Nina laughed, giving Carey another challenging smirk. Carey, breathing like a bull, took the challenge and entered her. Nina moaned and reached up to run her fingers through Carey’s short hair while she wrapped her legs around Carey’s waist, pulling her deeper inside.

Carey closed her eyes and thrust hard and deeper, feeling her own orgasm start. Both women were grunting and moaning with the frenzied coupling as Carey arched her back into Nina.

“Yes, fuck me,” Nina whispered. She felt her fangs protrude and fought the instinctual, primal urge to sink them deep in the awaiting vein. However, Nina knew her orders.
Nicholae
had other plans for this woman; he needed someone untouched. Clean, pure. While she knew Carey Spaulding was no virgin and definitely not pure, that did not matter; Carey was a mortal, and in Nina’s world, she was indeed a virgin. Oh, how she wanted to change that at this moment. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the orgasm that was raging through her body. Detective Spaulding may have been crazy, but she was a good fuck.

“Coming!” Carey cried out her warning; sweat poured off her body, but she continued thrusting.

With unbelievable speed, Nina flipped Carey onto her back. Carey cried out in surprise; she looked up in shock and watched Nina. Carey was in awe as Nina used her, her beautiful breasts swaying as she rocked back and forth. Nina let out an unearthly growl, then cried out, scaring the orgasm right out of Carey, who just lay there in stunned silence.

Nina finished with a violent shiver and groaned deeply before she slumped forward on Carey’s body. Nina slid off Carey and walked into the bathroom. She flipped on the light and said over her shoulder, “You’re a good fuck, Detective. I might have another go before we leave tomorrow.”

Carey shot up. “Leave for where? I—”

The bathroom door slammed, and a moment later, Carey heard the shower running. She collapsed back against the pillows and pulled the harness off and let it fall next to the bed. What the fuck was going on? Her mind raced, trying to piece everything together. Where was she going with this woman? Where were Dr. Sebastian and Alex?

She rubbed her hands over her face in an irritated gesture as she heard the bathroom door open. She looked over to see Nina standing in the dim light; she was still naked. She walked over to the bed so gracefully Carey thought for a moment she floated across the room and sat on the edge of the bed.

When Nina’s long fingernails scraped across her nipple, she closed her eyes and groaned as Nina traced the length of her torso to her navel and farther. Carey parted her legs, arching her back when Nina’s finger flicked across her throbbing clit. Her breathing hitched while Nina continued her slow torture. It felt as though Nina’s fingers were everywhere at once—inside, outside, everywhere as she entered her.

Carey cried out; she couldn’t breathe, her orgasm raged through her. She knew she was going to come, hard…

Nina chuckled and leaned down for a long kiss, her tongue snaking past Carey’s lips and invaded her mouth, plunging in and out, matching the thrusts of her fingers. She pulled back then and whispered, “Come.”

Carey exploded again and again. She tried to move to stop Nina; she couldn’t take anymore as she felt her consciousness leaving.

The last thing she remembered was Nina laughing, taunting her.

Chapter 2

“You own a plane?” Alex asked, unable to hide her incredulous tone. She buckled her seat belt and glanced at Sebastian, who fumbled with hers.

“Yes. Didn’t I mention it?” she replied absently. She looked at the tangled seat belt. “I don’t even need this.” She looked into the green curious eyes and chuckled. “Now who’s scowling, love?”

“What else don’t I know about you?”

“Good God, I should think you’d have your fill of me,” Sebastian said dryly and put her head back.

The pilot walked out of the cockpit. “All set, Doctor?”

Both women looked up. “Yes,” they said simultaneously.

“Yes, we’re all set,” Sebastian answered and glanced at Alex.

Alex shrugged innocently. “I’m a doctor, too, you know, and I know where my diploma is. Where’s yours?” Sebastian closed her eyes while Alex grinned evilly. “Counting to ten?”

“Yes, in Romanian.”

After being cleared for takeoff, the private jet lifted off the runway as the airport faded out of sight. Alex unbuckled her seat belt. “This is
interes
—” She stopped when the lone flight attendant walked up to them with two glasses of champagne.

Alex sat there, mouth gaping as Sebastian took both glasses. “Anything else, Doctor?”

“No, thank you,” Sebastian said. “I think she’s stunned enough for now.” She handed a glass to Alex.

“Champagne?” Alex asked. Sebastian grinned and touched her glass with Alex’s.

They sat in silence, drinking the bubbly spirits. Alex gazed out the window thinking of what lie in store for her and Sebastian.

After all that had happened in a few short weeks, Alex understood life as she knew it was over—falling in love with the undead will do that to you. She glanced over at the object of her love; Sebastian looked deep in thought sporting her patented scowl. Alex leaned over, laying her head on the strong shoulder, extremely happy that she still had the shoulder and the rest of Sebastian.

It was touch and go there for a while. Alex shivered when she remembered how she woke, finding herself shackled to a wall with disgusting—what did Sebastian call them?—ah, yes, minions pawing at her. She still couldn’t remember how she got there. The last thing she remembered was standing in Sebastian’s living room and someone… She shook her head, trying to remember. She almost had it, then the vision was gone. It was driving her nuts. She took a deep exasperated breath.

“Stop thinking about it,” Sebastian whispered and kissed the top of her head.

“I can’t help it. How the hell did I get from your house to that warehouse?” She recalled seeing the helpless look on Sebastian’s face when she saw her in that corridor. “You saved my life,” she whispered and held onto Sebastian’s strong arm.

“We saved each other, love,” Sebastian countered. “Now get some sleep. It’s a six-hour flight.”

“Never been to England,” she mumbled with a yawn and snuggled closer. “Will we be left alone?”

“I don’t know, but I truly hope so. Maybe
Nicholae
will leave me alone when he realizes I’m no threat to him.”

“Your very existence is a threat to that old vampire,” Alex said. “I hope this friend of yours, what was his name?”

“
Gaylen
Prescott.”

“Sounds like a member of Parliament,” Alex said dreamily and grinned when she heard the chuckle. “I hope he can help.”

“I do, too,” Sebastian whispered.

“Explain again how you know him.” Alex sighed and yawned again. “Is he as old as you?”

“Older, but not by much, only a hundred years or so.” Sebastian sipped her champagne.

“Is that all?”

“Keep still. I thought you wanted to hear about him.”

“Sorry, continue.” She settled in for the story.

“I met him in the early 1800s when I traveled to England. It was right before I met Dr. Blundell.
Gaylen
was, and is, a very wealthy man. The hierarchy respected him, which might be one of the reasons they let me go so easily—that and Tatiana.”

Alex knew she was talking about the ancient vampire who ruled with
Nicholae
for a thousand years. She sired Sebastian, knowing she would one day take Tatiana’s place. Sebastian had said many times she didn’t want the responsibility; she wanted what she couldn’t have—her humanity. She’d been searching for it, and although it was unattainable, Alex vowed to make Sebastian as human as possible. She still couldn’t get over the fact that Sebastian was a vampire
.
Alex remembered her relationship before Sebastian, with Carey; the two relationships were not in the same ballpark. However, there was one fundamental difference: Carey was human and so was Alex. The image of Sebastian looking the same after fifty years or so, while Alex aged, flashed across her mind. The vision was dismissed; she almost missed Sebastian’s next words.

“
Gaylen
never lived anywhere but England and only visited Romania when summoned by the elders. When I arrived in England, he opened his home and world to me. He knew
Nicholae
was trying to get me back to Romania by killing the Windham family. Without his forewarning, they all would be dead. In any event, he set me up in a little house overlooking the English Channel in Devon.”

Alex looked up into the hazel eyes. “Do you still have it?” She envisioned an adorable cottage on a hill. There was so much about Sebastian Alex didn’t know.

“Yes,
Gaylen
has been taking care of it these past years. I hope so, anyway,” Sebastian added dryly.

Alex watched her for a moment. “Does he know we’re coming?”

“Ah, no. I thought it prudent not to say anything to anyone. So he’ll be pleasantly surprised when he sees me. Now where was I?” She looked down at Alex. “Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

“This is a good bedtime story. Continue.” She cuddled back in position.

“Goldilocks came in and—” She stopped when she felt the elbow to her ribcage. “That’s enough for now. Go to sleep.”

“I can’t sleep on a plane,” Alex said with a pout. “I—”

Sebastian gently waved her hand over Alex, who instantly fell asleep.

She kissed the top of Alex’s head and whispered, “I adore you, but sometimes you talk too much.”

Sebastian gazed out at the night sky wondering if
Gaylen
would be able to help as he had in the past. He thought as Sebastian did—they could live among the mortals. She believed that now more than ever as she looked down at the slumbering redhead, who was now her lifeline.

Dr. Alex Taylor made the discovery of the millennia when she found she carried the missing enzyme in her own blood. The serum she discovered would allow vampires to be in direct sunlight for short periods at a time. Without this serum, Sebastian would never have been able to defeat Leigh.

Alex used great foresight to inject the serum into her own bloodstream, thus saving it from destruction at the hands of Leigh. It was bad enough that Marcus Windham had to die a horrible death and Windham Research burned to the ground. Now they needed a laboratory to continue her work.

Sebastian felt rage ripple through her when she remembered seeing Marcus’s body impaled to the wall in the research lab. For over a hundred years, Sebastian had protected the Windham family, and in turn, they tried to find the serum for Sebastian.

She remembered back to the 1800s and how Marcus’s great-grandfather vowed to continue after Sebastian ripped through several vampires to save him, his wife, and children.

Sebastian tore at the vampire, ripping through his neck. The dead vampire fell at her feet. She turned to see
Gaylen
doing the same to another. His white shirt covered in blood,
Gaylen
nodded to Sebastian, as his victim, too, lay in a dead heap.

Another vampire hissed and snarled but kept her distance.