PS03 - Tall, Dark & Heartless (23 page)

question, what time of day was it?

Since there hadn't been any windows in their cell she'd lost track of time soon after they came here. If they were lucky it

would be daylight and they could escape without worrying about the Master sending vampires after them. They'd probably still

have to worry about minions being sent after them, but they could easily deal with the human slaves.

"Time to go," Caine whispered in her ear, scaring the living hell out of her and eliciting an embarrassingly high pitched

scream from her. How in the hell had he done that? she wondered as she found her mouth covered by one large warm hand and

her body pulled back against Caine's bare chest. "Shhhh."

Muttering a curse or two against his hand, she pushed away from him and began heading down the hallway. The sooner

she got away from the jerk the better. The changes were hard enough and were already putting her on edge, she didn't need an

extreme case of horniness on top of everything else. She still couldn't believe what they almost did.

Practically raping the man she used to idolize was a bit creepy, but the thing that pissed her off the most was reacting to

the man who'd broken her heart and left her alone when she'd needed him. She'd be damned if she needed him for anything,

especially sex. She wasn't weak and she sure as hell wouldn't let him think that she was. With that in mind, she moved her ass a

little faster, more than willing to get this over with quickly and put some real distance between them.

The scent of his arousal hit just as she found herself once again in his arms, with her back pressed against his chest and a

very large, very hard erection pressed against her lower back. With an annoyed sigh she tried to move away from him, but he

simply tightened his arms around her as he skimmed his nose down her neck.

"Stop fucking teasing me," he bit out in a harsh whisper.

"I'm not!" she hissed as she moved to shove his hands away only to have the bastard run his hands over her stomach and

down over her thighs as he released a growl of approval that had her licking her lips and squeezing her legs together.

She would not react to him, damn it!

"Your shirt is barely covering your ass as you sway it back and forth. It's driving me out of my fucking mind," he said as

he pressed a hot openmouthed kiss to her neck.

It felt so damn good, she thought as she struggled against the urge to close her eyes and drop her head back to give him

better access. They didn't have time for this, she reminded herself as she caught one of his hands heading north and the other

one heading south.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she demanded on a whisper. "We have to go. Didn't that blood flush out whatever the

hell it is that they gave you?" she demanded as she caught his hand heading north, again. With a roll of her eyes she shoved his

hand away, unable to help but feel like she was back in eighth grade and watching a movie with Tommy Tompkins in his

parent's basement. It was annoying then and it was annoying now.

"It wasn't enough," he said, stating the obvious as gently rocked against her back.

She may have moaned even as she managed to shove away from him and forced herself to move forward. His pained

groan was somewhat satisfying, she thought with a smile as she moved down the dimly lit hallway that was a little too sterile

and creepy for her peace of mind.

Where the hell were they? More importantly she wondered, where the....where the.....what was that delicious scent? She

licked her lips and groaned as her stomach released a vicious growl that actually frightened her a little bit. She couldn't

remember ever being this hungry before.

The only thing good about being this ravenous was that it was overshadowing her embarrassing reaction to Caine.

Seriously, what the hell was that anyway? she wondered as she found herself walking towards that mouthwatering scent. For

years she did her best to pretend that the man didn't exist to suddenly finding herself aching for him? Something was seriously

screwed up here. Maybe they'd laced her food with something as well, she wondered as the scent intensified and an

accompanying heartbeat clued her in to what she smelled.

A human.

A familiar human, she realized with a frown as she found herself drawn to the scent of that gross cologne that Greg

practically bathed in. When she heard the sounds of footsteps suddenly growing closer and the scent of the spicy cologne

tickled her nose she knew exactly who was coming her way.

"Danni,
stop
!" Caine hissed, but she wasn't listening as she broke out into a run. She'd barely run ten feet down the hall

when Greg suddenly appeared around the corner. The stunned look on his face was quickly replaced by of one of fear when

realization dawned.

"They're escaping!" he shouted even as he stumbled back and turned to flee, but she wasn't about to let him off that easily,

not after what he'd done to them. She was going to-

"No!" Caine snapped as his hand tightened around her arm and he yanked her back.

"Let me go!"

"We have to go!"

"Right after I kill him," she said, struggling to get free. "I'll be quick. I promise."

Caine yanked her back, ignoring her attempts to free herself and kill the bastard and turned her away from Greg before the

bastard could see her red eyes. "We need to go now, Danni, before I lose control and they throw us back in that room!" he

snapped, but she was barely paying attention to him as she doubled her efforts to get to the smug bastard who was giving her

his cockiest grin as vampires and minions came running to stop them.

"So? If you go into bloodlust you'll be able to take them all out," she pointed out, not really seeing the problem and wanted

to kill the bastard too damn much at the moment to give the issue any real thought.

This time he yanked her back until she stumbled back and slammed hard into his chest. "I
meant
," he bit out tightly near

her ear just as she registered that stubborn erection of his once again stabbing her in the back, "that if we didn't go soon that I

wouldn't be able to stop myself from fucking you any longer. If we don't leave now I'm not going to be able to keep myelf from

shoving you against that wall and burying myself to the balls in you while Greg's little army tries to tear us apart."

Now
that
gave her pause.

She knew that they didn't have a choice. They had to leave, because there was no way in hell that she'd be able to tear the

bastard's throat out while slapping away Caine's wandering hands. Speaking of wandering hands....

"Stop that," she snapped, grabbing his hand as it moved to cup her between her legs.

With an annoyed sigh, she gave his hand a good yank, pulling him in the opposite direction. "Let's go find you a cold

shower, shall we?"

Chapter 19

Holly hell, this fucking hurt, Caine thought as he allowed Danni to pull him in the opposite direction. His cock was harder

than steel at the moment and his balls were pulled up so tightly against his body that every movement sent the oversensitive

area into agony. He needed to come.

Now
.

But now wasn't exactly a convenient time, he realized as a bullet went whistling by his head. With a muttered curse, he

shoved Danni down a hallway to their right and scented the air. He could smell vampires, blood, humans, sex and a hint of dirt.

It was a little harder to scent out the aroma of soil with the other competing odors, especially with Danni's inviting aroma, but

somehow he managed to stay focused, somewhat.

He couldn't exactly stop his eyes from dropping down to the exposed section of her ass and licking his lips hungrily as he

imagined licking and kissing that bare skin. With an inward groan he forced his eyes away and shoved Danni down a hallway

to their left. Where the hell were they? he wondered. It was like a fucking maze down here.

The only thing he knew for sure was that they were below ground. The air around them had the stale scent of air that was

re-circulated. The walls were that institutional white that made him think of hospitals and old municipal buildings and the

doors were all solid wood and covered in the same aged white paint as the walls. Based on the size of the room they were kept

in he didn't think it was a hospital, an old administrative building perhaps? Whatever it was they needed to get out of here

before he lost control and did something that he'd regret.

He ran his tongue over his lips again as his eyes dropped down to the curves of her bare ass that poked out beneath the

bottom of her shirt. When he tasted her on his lips he couldn't quite bite back a groan of pleasure. She was sweet, so decadent

and he wanted more, a hell of a lot more.

If he didn't kiss her again soon, he was pretty sure that he would die. Then again if he didn't fuck her he was pretty sure

that his balls would explode. His hand, as if it had a mind of its own, reached out and covered her ass, giving it a little squeeze

that had his cock jumping in approval and Danni just plain jumping.

With a cute little growl of frustration she reached behind her and slapped his hand away, but not before he got in one more

squeeze. He knew that he shouldn't be doing this, shouldn't be touching her this way, but he couldn't stop himself. As much as he

would love to lay all the blame on the drugs surging through his body he knew that he couldn't. He wanted her, wanted Danni

and knew that if they didn't get the hell out of here and away from her that he would take her.

As soon as he stashed her away somewhere safe he was going to have to find a few blood donors and a willing woman or

two. It didn't matter that his body wanted Danni, he needed to fuck and he needed to fuck hard and he couldn't do that to her.

She might think that she was a bad ass, but she wasn't. She deserved a man to take her gently and he sure as hell wasn't in

any condition to do that. He reached up and ran a shaky hand down his face as his eyes once again dropped to that beautiful ass

of hers. Thankfully Danni's stomach growled before he could rethink his game plan to remind him that she hadn't eaten in at

least a day.

They'd have to take care of that, but not yet. He wasn't about to let her anywhere near him while this shit was swimming

through his veins. Right now he was struggling to do the right thing by her, but if she tasted his blood he'd be helpless to fight

the urge to take her. Taking her would be wrong, he reminded himself firmly, very wrong, he thought as his eyes once again

landed on her ass along with his hand.

Huh, it really did have a mind of its own, he thought as he turned his hand ever so slighty so that he could cup one cheek.

"Were you always this big of a pervert?" Danni demanded on a rushed whisper, but thankfully didn't shove his hand away.

"No, it's a new development," he mused as he ran his hand over the silky smooth skin of her ass. Never in his long life had

he ever felt anything better. He wondered if she used lotion because he would be more than happy to do it for her,

What in the hell was wrong with him? How did he go from staying the hell away from her and still seeing her as the little

girl who used to make him cherry Kool-Aid and demand that he drink it, because it was her version of blood and somehow she

decided that it would make him live forever to the woman he wanted to take in every single way imaginable?

"Well, stop it!" she hissed. "We need to get out of here," she said, giving his other hand another yank as she moved faster

until they were running and he had no choice but to remove his hand from her beautiful ass. His eyes never left her barely

covered ass as he scented the air and directed her towards the scent of fresh air and soil. He only stumbled twice, but since she

didn't seem to notice he decided that it didn't count and that once they got out of here and this shit out of his system that they

were going to pretend that this never happened, he decided as the back of her shirt shifted when she leaned forward to look

around a corner and gave him a better view.

Somehow he tore his eyes off heaven and chanced a look over his shoulder. Where the hell was everyone? Not that he

was complaining, but Greg's men should have caught up with them by now. He forced himself to focus on everything around

him and frowned. The only sounds other than their breathing and the sounds of their feet hitting the tiled floor as they moved

down the hallway was the sound of air being pushed through old vents.

Something was wrong.

He stopped short, taking Danni off guard and causing her to slam back into him. She shoved away from him and tried to

pull him down the hallway again, but he refused to move as he scented the air and expanded his senses to go further than just

down the halls.

"Look, I'm flattered that you're willing to risk torture to grope my ass, I am, really," she said, gesturing impatiently for him

to move his ass, "but do you think that maybe you could get your Goddamn hormones in check so that we could get the hell out

of here?"

"Shhhh," he hissed softly as he reached out to clamp a hand over her mouth, but of course the stubborn woman simply

batted his hand away and stepped back.

"The next time that you do that, I am going to kick you in the ba-"