Vampire Cadet (2 page)

Shannon looked down at him. She felt vile anger for Faris and for Ra’ad. How could they plan killing hundreds of people without feeling the slightest bit of guilt or remorse? If she could have her way, they would both be sitting in some dark and dingy cell for life.

But for now, she had to be content with what she had planned. Faris was an idiot. Did he really think she would reward him with sex for the information he’d given her? What she’d planned was infinitely worse for a man like him.

By the time she was done, the memory of her would be imprinted on his mind forever.

Chapter Two

Enraged as she was, Shannon couldn’t deny that she was sexually aroused. She’d been playing with for a long time, and why the hell shouldn’t she have some fun just because Faris didn’t deserve to have any?

It was time to up the ante. She bent to press her tongue against his nipple, caressing the already erect nub. Her body, skin to skin, rubbed against his. Need curled in her gut, vibrated through her body. Having such kind of control and dominion over a man made her positively giddy with lust. Her vagina brushed against his penis, the sticky juices making his cock slick with moisture. She kissed his throat, enjoying the steady rhythm of his pulse, and then finally her lips captured his.

The kiss was hot and passionate. Her tongue darted inside to taste his mouth. He was teetering on the cusp of desire, his need so strong that she could feel the sensations that radiated off his body. Shannon tugged his bottom lip in her teeth. She rose up to slide her nipple in his mouth. He sucked with greed, his lips assaulting the sensitive nub, his tongue rubbing, caressing, and manipulating the hard bud. Tingles of desire shot through her nerves, centered in her belly, and lanced down to her vagina, making her pant with yearning for release.

Unable to control herself anymore, Shannon pressed her center hard against his penis. His cock, wet and hard, slid inside her with ease. He moaned as his eyes closed. Shannon rested her head on his chest as she moved her hips in a sharp, rhythmic, piston-like movement.

Desire and nerves; all her senses were fully engaged as she gave in to the urgent demands of her body. The burning vortex of lust rose sharply inside her and she longed for the blessed release that was almost within her grasp. Her body trembled as she careened towards that deep, steep cliff.  His scent, a sweaty, spicy, male smell assailed her senses. Shannon gasped as all other thoughts escaped her mind. Every nerve in her body was focused on achieving that final burst of fulfillment. And finally that one, long moment of utter bliss overtook her. She screamed with delight as the orgasm rippled through her muscles, through every nerve in her body. Her toes curled as she jerked with pleasure.

It was an amazingly satisfying moment – more so because she knew that he was still teetering on the edge of hot desire.

But she had no plans to satisfy him. That was his punishment. He deserved more, but this was all she could give him for now.  

Shannon stopped moving and lay still.

“Move, you filthy bitch,” he yelled.

Shannon rose up high over him. Her skin was slick with sweat. “Time to cool down, Faris,” she declared as she stood and walked over to her desk.

Shannon was perfectly aware that his eyes were trained on her as he stared at her in disbelief. When he realized that she had no intention of coming back, he began to yell, curse, and pulled at his restraints, trying to get them off. The warehouse echoed with the sound of his vigorous attempts to free himself.

When she reached her desk, Shannon picked up a paper and pretended to read it. She couldn’t deny that it had been an exhilarating experience. Absolutely fantastic! How she loved to take a man and reduce him to a mass of quivering, shivering muscles and nerves. Faris had been too easy – but she’d to give him credit for the fact that he’d given her a good time.

“You crazy maniac. You tease,” he cursed her, jerking his chains. Blood trickled down the wounds on his wrist and calves where the chain had chafed and broken the skin. Her nostrils flared as the salty scent of blood permeated the air of the warehouse. “Untie me and see what I can do. I’ll pound you until you’re screaming for mercy. I’ll shove my dick inside you and make you wither in agony.”

“It’s a fantastic offer but I’m pretty much done for the day,” she said dryly. “You, Faris, have served your purpose. Tomorrow, I’ll hand you over to the police and they can do whatever the hell they want with you.”

For now, she was done with him. Next on her agenda was Ra’ad Khan. And she hoped he would provide a greater challenge than poor Faris. As she listened to his demonic cursing, Shannon heard the telephone ring in the other room. Naked, she strode out of the hall and entered the room where she’d set up a communication system. She walked over and picked up the direct line to her headquarter.

“Hello. Sergeant Major Shannon speaking,” she identified herself according to the protocol.

“Command Sergeant Major Jacob here,” she heard the dry, acerbic voice of her superior. He was in charge of the mission that she’d been entrusted with. Bypassing her direct superior, she had been especially assigned to him for this job. “Shannon, report your progress.”

“I’ve caught Faris and he is singing like a bird,” she said. Shannon couldn’t deny that she was excited about this latest news that she had gotten. Faris really had come through with some gold nuggets.

“Is he now?” Jacob’s voice was wary. He’d had enough experience with her interrogation  methods to be a little suspicious of her easy victory over Ra’ad’s underling. Terrorists were generally trained to defy any and all interrogation techniques. “I hope you have not used any harsh or unorthodox means on him. We can’t even risk the hint of any foul play in this mission, Shannon.”

“Of course, not,” said Shannon, managing to inject an indignant tone in her voice. “Nothing like that at all. He’s perfectly well and unharmed.”

She was sure that Faris would never admit to the humiliating treatment he’d suffered in her hands. His ego would not allow him to hurl such accusations at her. What man would? In any case, she had ways to make sure that he never talked about what had transpired between them.

As soon as she was done with the phone conversation, she was going back to deal with Faris to make sure that his lips remained sealed. 

“Good. What did he say?” asked the Command Sergeant Major.

She repeated the information Faris had given her. “I believe we can track Ra’ad with these cell phone numbers, sir. If I had an assistant who could monitor any calls coming and going from those two numbers, we could try to pinpoint his location whenever he next used one of those phones.”

“It’s a good plan,” the commander agreed. “Hmmm..But Shannon, I must warn you. You’ve a terrible record of firing your assistants. The last one I sent you complained that you didn’t give him clear instructions and then blamed him when things didn’t turn out well.”

She nearly snarled. Shannon tempered her anger. “With all due respect, sir, he was an idiot. We could have caught Ra’ad red-handed at Faris’s shop. If only he’d called me as soon as he saw Ra’ad but he wasted his time clicking a hundred pictures. His primary duty was to report to me as soon as he saw Ra’ad, not to take photos. ”

“He said that he needed the evidence to prove that Faris was involved.”

“He called me thirty minutes after Ra’ad entered the shop. I could have taken a million pictures in that time. I think he was on the phone, sir, and missed seeing Ra’ad immediately.”

The Command Sergeant Major sighed. “Need I tell you that you’re wasting time and money with all these constant shuffling of men and women who are working with you, Shannon.” He sounded agitated, frustrated.

Shannon prayed for patience. “I know, sir. But if you send me someone who is competent, I will deliver Ra’ad to you within the next week.”

The commander sighed. “You’re a good soldier, Shannon, but you need to improve your skills in dealing with those who work under you. You’ve fired three of them in the past four weeks.”

She resisted the urge to tell him that if they sent her better support, she would do an even better job. “I’ll try to work on that, sir,” she said demurely instead. Her track record was exemplary. And she knew it would hold her in good stead despite her failure to retain her assistants. It wasn’t her fault that most of them turned out to be dimwits.

She needed someone who was strong, smart, and able to follow her instructions – but at the same time, he or she needed to be creative and intelligent to give her the support she needed. Perhaps, she was being too demanding but then, Ra’ad wasn’t any easy enemy to catch, and she needed all the help she could get.

“Fine. I’ve assigned a new guy to you. He has already left the base. And Shannon,” he paused. “No more excuses. I want results now.”

She heard the click of his phone. Shannon put the receiver down. Damn! They had better send her someone with brains and  guts to do what she had in mind. This time she nearly had Ra’ad – and a good assistant could save a lot of time and hassle.  

Back to Faris! It was time to instill some much needed fear in him.

Shannon went back to the main hall where Faris was still trying to manipulate his chains. With her hands on her hips, Shannon watched his pointless antics for some time. Finally, she walked over and gathered her clothes. Carefully, she slipped her panty over her smooth, shapely legs and then wore her trousers.

Faris’s eyes gleamed with ire. His gaze was focused on her naked breasts. “You’re not getting away with this abusive treatment. Wait and watch what I do to you. I’m going to make sure that you’re fired, you crazy bitch,” he yelled at her.

Shannon could still smell the blood that was seeping down the wounds on his arms and legs. He twisted and withered on the bed but it was impossible for him to maneuver his body. There was no escape from this warehouse – not until she willed it. And as far as she was concerned, Faris wasn’t going to be free for a long, long time.

Shannon took her time as she wore her bra and then slipped on her blouse. Walking over to the refrigerator, she opened it, and took out a clear, plastic bag.

Faris stopped moving, his black eyes fixed on her. “What’s that?”

Shannon picked up a pair of scissors from atop the refrigerator. She slit the packet. “It’s pig’s blood,” she said in her quiet, calm voice. She didn’t think he would have the nerve to discuss the technique she had used to get information out of him – but she couldn’t be sure. It was time to make sure that he never opened his mouth.

Shannon had protected her secrets for a long time and she wasn’t going to allow a weasel like him to spill the beans.

He gnashed his teeth. “What the hell are you going to do with that? Pour it all over me? Make me drink it? Nothing you do is going to work, you shrew. You’ve already done your worst. And now, it’s my turn. When I am done with you, you’ll be begging for mercy but I won’t give it to you. I am going to make you the poster child of army’s brutal behavior.”

Shannon put the scissors back. “Are you?” she said in an unconcerned voice.

“Oh, yes. Don’t think I am making empty threat. I deliver on what I promise. By the time I’m finished, you will be sitting in some dark and dirty cell, waiting for your court-martial…or whatever the hell you army people call it whenever one of you is disgraced. I’ll have your picture plastered in every newspaper in this country, and you won’t be able to find another job…that is, unless you decide to work in a brothel, you whore.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Are you finished yet?”

He snarled as he lifted his head and glared at her. “I’ve not even begun yet!”

Shannon lifted the packet, held it to her mouth, and gulped the salty nectar down. The blood rejuvenated her, gave her a boost of energy she needed after that marathon sexual encounter. After she was finished, she threw the packet in the wastepaper bin, and swiped a hand across her mouth. The thirst that had sizzled in her veins ever since she’d smelt his blood dwindled. It wasn’t gone completely. The longing, the yearning, the hunger was a constant, daily reminder of who she was, what she was.

She was always thirsty for human blood – but rarely allowed herself the delicious luxury.

Walking over to Faris, she knelt by his side, enjoying the terrified, confused expression in his eyes. He looked absolutely frightened by her new avatar.  She put her face close to his so he could feel her hot breath on his face. “I don’t think you’re going to say anything to anyone, Faris. And you know why…I’ll tell you. There isn’t a single cell in this whole world that can hold a determined vampire who is eager to sink her teeth in the flesh of a man who has betrayed her.”

“Va…vampire?” He gulped. His eyes widened in horror as she snarled.

“A blood-sucking, strong, fast, killing machine…that’s what a vampire is. And guess what, Faris?” She grinned, showing him her sharp fangs. His body shuddered, and he tried to slide away from her – but the chains held him in place. “I’m a vampire, and you don’t want to make me angry.”

His skin paled. He looked as white as a ghost.

Shannon held his gaze for a full minute, her fangs bared in a furious snarl.

And with that, she was sure that Faris would never ever open his mouth and blab about her secrets to anyone. The fear of what she would do to him would keep him in check.