Darkness Falls by A.C. Warneke Read Free Book Online Page B

and took Malorie’s hand in his, ignoring the other man as he pulled her away. If he was going to do this, he needed to feel her beneath him before he left, to give him incentive to come back in one piece.
     
    Jack sucked in a deep breath as he slowly remembered the confrontation with his wife’s nocturnal dream lover, the exhilaration of looking into the bastard’s eyes as he sunk the stake into his chest, the heat of the vampire’s blood as it spilled over his hands. “She’s mine, you goddamn vamp.”
     
    “Mine!” he hissed, holding the stake as the green-eyed vampire sank to the ground, the life draining from his eyes. Afterwards, with as much stealth as he had used when he entered the house, Jack left with no one the wiser. Once he was across the street, he finally looked back and thought he saw a woman standing in one of the window’s staring down at him, a sly smile on her blood-red lips that were visible even from that distance. Long, midnight black hair hung to the small of her back as she turned around, letting the curtain flutter back into place.
    A shudder whispered through his body as he rushed to his car, the scepter of Death hanging over his head. That night, he had made love to Malorie with frantic lust. Well, with as much frantic lust as he could with her rounded belly. Over and over he had claimed her, speaking nonsense words of ownership, of passion, of love.
    The next night, he and a few of the men were out hunting when they were ambushed. The vampires captured and bound Jack and made him watch as they killed his fellow soldiers, his friends. He struggled against the binds until his wrists were bleeding and he screamed until his throat was raw but the vamps didn’t spare him a passing glance as they devoured Stavros and Mercer.
    Then she walked into the room, the woman with midnight black hair and blood red lips, and he knew he was fucked. Holding his eyes, she dismissed the vampires, making them leave the bodies. When she smiled, he felt fear like he had never before known tear into his guts. He tried to back away from her as she approached but there was nowhere for him to go because he was bound to a chair and couldn’t move.
    “Welcome to my neck of the woods,” the woman said, her slender body undeniably gorgeous with her full tits and long legs. The silken gown fell to the ground where she stood, revealing her body in its entirety and Jack’s body responded in spite of his terror. She ran a red talon along his cheek and over his chest. “I wish to thank you for taking care of that little problem for me.”
    “The hot-blooded vamp?” he asked in a pathetically weak voice, his throat still ragged from screaming.
    Her lips curved upwards in a wicked smile as she showed him her deadly fangs, “He wasn’t really a vampire, you know, but that is neither here nor there. I wish to thank you.”
    Slowly, she began unbuttoning his shirt and his body froze as he suddenly realized what was happening, that she was trying to seduce him. He almost threw his head back and laughed because there was no way he would be unfaithful to Malorie. No way. Even when the woman pressed hot lips against his sweaty chest he knew he wasn’t going to succumb.
    She tugged at his pants, dragging them down his legs until they couldn’t go any further because his ankles were tied to the chair. Closing his eyes, he pictured Malorie as she smiled at him with all of her love and trust and he willed his unruly erection away. It became increasingly difficult as the woman wrapped her lips around his cock and took him all the way down her throat. The experience was so new and the feeling so exquisite, his hips jerked upwards and his faith faltered. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to picture Malorie but she was fading.
    Tears slipped down his cheeks as the woman massaged his aching balls, as she licked and sucked at his straining erection. Against his will, his body moved to her rhythm, desperate for the oblivion of