All good things must come to an end, much like Blake's and Alicia's date. Chapter 5 will be submitted to Lit on Sunday, 4Aug12, but here's a teaser to tide you over.
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There's a Fine Line...
Chapter Five
Reluctantly
pulling away from the Pierce Estate, Blake watched his mate in the rearview
mirror until a curve in the drive blocked her from his sight. His beast
grumbled and paced at leaving Alicia behind with other vampires, especially
when one of them was unmated, but was
partially soothed to see that she stayed on the stairs until he had disappeared
from her view as well. The only thing that prevented the creature from
demanding they bring her back to their suite was the fact that he’d have to
forbid her from leaving should he have to go to the office or attend a meeting.
He didn’t want to cage her and, at least with the Pierces, she had some freedom
of movement. The wrought-iron gates latched shut behind the silver sports car
and Blake shifted into gear with a sigh. No matter the reasoning, it was still
difficult.
The
road was deserted as he sped across the asphalt though his mind was occupied
with thoughts of his beautiful mate and their night together. Their time in the
elevator had been interesting, to say the least, and he’d already requested an
associate with some basic skills in magic to look at the wall and see if it
could be repaired. He was tempted to leave it as it was but it had seemed to
upset Alicia on their ride down to the garage so he’d fix it if it brought her
peace. Hell, he’d change buildings if that’s what it took. Smirking ruefully,
he shook his head at the thought. How his friends would laugh to see him so
wrapped around the little human’s finger.
It
was clear, however, that he needed to spend some serious time with his mate in
the playroom. He’d never seen anyone take to the flogger and the paddle the way
she had. She’d even gotten sassy with him when she realized there was pleasure
to be found in the pain. Grinning, he knew he’d have his hands full with his spirited
little brat and he was eager to take on the challenge. Her susceptibility to
subspace, though, had surprised him. He’d only had a few submissives over his
many centuries that were able to fly beneath the flogger; he supposed he
shouldn’t have been surprised that his mate would be one of them. They were
truly well matched.
Downshifting
the powerful roadster to enter a sharp turn, Blake’s musings had distracted him
just enough that he didn’t notice the large rocks that had been rolled onto the
lane until it was too late. Clutch, brakes, and handbrake were all applied
immediately as he turned the steering wheel sharply in an effort to avoid
destroying his nearly two million dollar vehicle. The smell of burning rubber
joined the shrill shriek of the tires on the asphalt as the car slid sideways
towards the boulders. When the dust settled and his ears quit ringing from the
noise, Blake was relieved to see that he’d stopped half a foot from the closest
rock.
And
then the figures emerged from the blowing dust.
From
a small bush near the cliff side of the road, one vampire rose and began to
slowly advance towards the car while another appeared from behind one of the
large rocks. Blake curled his lip in a sneer as he watched them. Younglings. He took his time leaving the
vehicle, unbuttoning his suit’s navy blue jacket and tossing it carelessly into
the passenger seat.
“I
really wouldn’t recommend doing anything…unfortunate.” The elder vampire
drawled as if bored while rolling up the sleeves of his pristine white shirt.
“I’ll get upset if I have to make a mess.”
“There’s
gonna be a mess, all right.” One of the younglings grinned, crimson eyes
glowing malevolently. “But I think I’m gonna take that shiny toy you’re driving
after it’s all been cleaned up. Ain’t seen nothing like it except on the TV.”
Blake
merely smiled and leaned against the closed door with his arms crossed over his
chest. His mind was racing as he worked out just how to dispose of the two
vampires. The one who’d come from the bush and taunted him had stopped his
advance and stood mirroring his stance. The other was moving as quietly as he
was able…which counted for little in the face of Blake’s age and skill. His age
had also taught him patience, which the younglings had yet to learn. The chatty
one’s eyes darted around the ambush site, landing on more than just the single
vampire on the rocks and their victim. There were more to this group than he’d
originally thought.
Hearing
the scrape of a boot on the rocks to his right, Blake dropped to the asphalt as
the vampire made his move. Had the situation not been quite so dire, he’d have
laughed when the enraged youngling hit the road face first. Instead, he quickly
rolled beneath the Bugatti to grab the pair of pistols he kept in a magnetized
box attached to the front passenger wheel well. Sliding off the safety, he took
aim and shattered the ankles of his talkative attacker and the rock diver.
There wasn’t enough space between the roadster and the rocks to use the car as
a barrier, so he rolled back out the way he came in. In a single smooth motion,
Blake rose to one-knee and quickly put two rounds into one of the screaming
vampire’s heads, removing him from the equation.
“Who
paid you to commit suicide?”
“Fuck
you, Simons! You ain’t leaving here alive.” Chatty snarled as he waved to
someone over Blake’s head. “Get him!”
The
smell of brimstone filled the air just seconds before a stream of fire singed
the elder vampire’s hair. Cursing, he dove towards the back of the small
vehicle and searched the sky for his attackers. Hovering about ten feet above
the ground were three short creatures straight from nightmares and fantasy novels.
Neither male nor female, they needed no garments to cover their leathery,
humanoid bodies. Approximately four feet
tall with broad bat-like wings, the lesser Infernals were a deep brick red and
completely hairless. They bore only three digits on each hand and had hooves
instead of feet. Upon their heads were two small horns that curved back away
from faces that held large black eyes and a canine snout above a set of vicious
fangs. A thin, whip like barbed tail completed the horrific image. The
creatures grinned down at the trapped vampire as they gathered the energy
needed for a second fiery attack.
“Mephits?”
Attempting to hide his concern, his scornful words were directed to the vampire
he thought of as Chatty, who was clearly the leader of this little band.
“Someone is getting a bit desperate to be working with the cockroaches of the
Lower Planes.”
One
of the mephits snarled and dove for the trapped vampire. Blake nearly grinned
as he easily dodged its clumsy attack and grabbed the Infernal’s tail, yanking
him from the sky. A quick twist, a slash with his razor sharp incisors and
there was one less fire-throwing creature to worry about.
“You
can’t win, Simons. Four against one ain’t good odds, no matter how old you
are.”
Four? Blake took a quick glance around
the site in an effort to find the missing fourth attacker. Since Chatty hadn’t
counted the dead vampire in his numbers, it stood to reason that the dead
mephit wasn’t included either. His beast growled. No matter the numbers, it was
eager to dive into the fray. The human held it back for the moment but soon, it
would be allowed out to play.
As he
scouted his surroundings one last time, he managed to pinpoint the hidden
vampire. Snorting in disgust, he realized it was slightly older but still
little more than a youngling. Either he was being insulted by the caliber of
his attackers or he was being severely underestimated. He didn’t appreciate
either option. Widening his stance and checking the slight difference in weight
of his guns, he got ready for the rest of the fight.
"Time
to show me what you’ve really got, kiddies!" he murmured with a wicked
grin.
Wow oh wow Live status come quick! Thanks for the teaser ...;-/ its gettIng good!
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