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Past Futures (2)
Cora wasn’t happy.
The Boys weren’t allowing her to participate in tonight’s
activities. At least physically. They needed her there, but didn’t want her
in the house. Dwayne had been the worst
of them, reluctant to even let her go near the house.
“NO! You’re not going anywhere near that place
tonight. I’m not willing to take that
chance.” Dwayne softened his voice,
trying to get Cora to understand.
“But, Dwayne, I can…”
“I said no. End of discussion.” He’d been snapping at all of them since he
walked back into the cave wearing different pants. Cora was put off by his high handedness. And I say Ass Hole. End of discussion.
Dwayne’s head snapped
up, giving her a warning glare. Do
NOT push me in this, Cor. You’ve pushed
me quite far enough today. Cora pursed her lips and looked at the
floor, not willing to hold his stare.
“We need her there,
Dwayne. We need her to hold us
together…” David was put in the awkward
position of actually pleading. “… And
it’s not like she’ll be outside all alone.
Marko will be out there with her…”
So, she was stuck outside, hiding behind a scrubby
bush. At least Marko was with her, so
she wouldn’t go stir crazy, or bust through the door and join the fun. The two of them left the cave just after
sundown, going ahead to scout the house.
Cora was glad to get out of there.
Dwayne pissed her off. He hadn’t
spoken to her, verbally or mentally, and hadn’t even looked at her after it was
decided that she would be at the house.
Sitting on the ground, they watched as the Frogs, along with
Sam and Michael prepared their traps and weapons. Water guns filled with holy water, bath tub filled with holy
water and garlic, wooden stakes. It was
hard for Marko and Cora to not roll their eyes at the clichés. They watched as Star kept herself and Laddie
out of the way, trying not to catch the attention of the Frog brothers. Marko relayed the information to the Boys.
It was time.
The Boys left the cave, doing a fly-by on Max’s house on
their way. Cora and Marko felt them get
closer as Sam ran out of the house to get his dog. She didn’t take her eyes off the human and his dog as David,
Dwayne and Paul came into view. Fuck him!
He can take that attitude of his and shove up his ass. It’ll be right at home with that bug that
crawled in there and died…
Marko looked over at her, watched the muscles in her jaw
twitch. He put his hand on hers,
squeezing, and gave her a commiserating look.
He’s just scared, baby girl. It’s been a long, long time since he’s even
been close to being scared. It’s a
foreign emotion for him. Doesn’t quite
know how to deal with it. Cora
looked at him, tears threatening to fall.
Sage words coming from an eternal eighteen-year-old. She gave a ghost of a smile, and nodded her
understanding. But, that doesn’t mean he’s go the right to be a dick… He got right
nasty with us, with you. Not
right. You need to whoop his ass after
this is all over. And I get front row
seats… Marko’s grin took on a
devious cast.
I think that can be
arranged… although… some of the punishments I have in mind… not really suited
for a public showing. Ya feel? She grinned over at him.
“Ohho! Remind me not
to get on your bad side… on the other hand…”
He laughed as she shoved at his shoulder.
“They’re coming!”
Star’s scream snapped their attention back to the task at hand.
“Go time…” Cora
whispered and rubbed her hands together, pushing her thoughts of Dwayne to the
back of her mind. Sam ran back to the
house with his dog, slamming and locking the door behind them. Star and Laddie ran upstairs to hide in the
bedrooms. The Frog brothers weren’t far
behind. The Boys blasted through the
windows and up into the rafters, shattering the hope that the vampires couldn’t
enter until invited. Paul followed
Star, Laddie and the Frogs upstairs.
Cora and Marko combined their minds and added them to the
Boys’ collective effort. Cora felt
little comfort in being buffered by Marko.
She reached out with her mind.
It hurt when Dwayne pulled away, kept his mind from touching hers. She visibly blanched and her Bands
itched. Marko curled his fingers around
hers.
David flew down off the rafters and caught Michael on the
side of his head, knocking him down and out.
Returning to the shadows next to Dwayne, they waited. It was Paul’s turn to shine.
“I say we terminate them right now!”
“Laddie, run!” Star
pushed Laddie through the bathroom door.
Paul slammed it shut, blocking the Frogs’ way.
“You’re mine!” Paul
was fully vamped out. “You killed Marko!” He shoved a finger into a Frog chest.
“Yeah. You’re next!” Apparently,
Frogs’ have brass balls.
“No, you’re next!” He herded the boys into the bathroom. “Garlic don’t work, boys!” He laughed at them.
“Try holy water, death
breath!” They unleashed their water
pistols on him, and Paul screamed.
Cora cringed again. S’okay,
baby girl. Just an illusion. Marko squeezed her hand, and her bottom
lip quivered.
Sam’s dog jumped on Paul, pushing
him back into the tub full of holy water.
He screamed anew, thrashing around as it melted off his skin.
Tears rolled down Cora’s cheeks.
Down stairs, Sam tried to wake
his brother. Dwayne shared a look with
David. His Bands felt constricted. They could both feel Cora’s growing
anguish. She’ll be okay. She knows it’s
not real. Marko’s out there. She’ll be fine. Reassured only slightly, Dwayne jumped down and attacked Sam,
pulling him up in the air.
Sam got him in the face with the
holy water, and Dwayne dropped him.
Writhing in pain, Dwayne fell to the floor. He stood, blisters covering his face. Sam shot the first arrow, and Dwayne caught it, but went down
anyway. As Sam crawled closer, Dwayne
jumped up.
“You missed, sucker!”
“Only once, pal. Only once!”
And the second arrow was loosed.
Cora let out a sob and tightened
her grip on Marko’s hand.
Catching the arrow before it
entered his chest, Dwayne flung himself back.
He hit the stereo and shorted the wires, causing sparks to fly. He conjured an image of his father as he
burned, and projected it out.
Sobs racked Cora’s body as she
cried in earnest. Marko wrapped his
arms around her, cradling her head to his shoulder. Her tears ran down his neck and chest, dampening his shirt.
“Death by stereo…”
“Shhh, baby girl. You know he’s alright. You can feel him…” Marko whispered in her ear.
“His mind is still strong in the link.”
He rocked her gently as she clung to him. She’s really hurtin’ out
here, man. Say something. Dwayne, damn it, talk to her…
Shit! I’m such an ass hole. Dwayne took a deep breath. Don’t
cry, baby. I’m okay. I’m right here… You know it’s all just an
illusion. We’re all okay. Right as rain… Dwayne’s smooth voice whispered through her head.
I know. I know you’re alright. That… that it’s not real. It’s just too hard to watch… can’t stand it…
looks too… too real…
Shhh, baby. It’s okay.
It’s almost over. This time,
he didn’t cut her off. He stayed with
her, touching, reassuring, wrapping himself around her mind. The discomfort in their Bands slowly eased
and was replaced by a dull warmth. He
wasn’t going to even hint that this was one of the reasons he didn’t want her
here. It was not the time or the place.
“You afraid to face me, David?” Michael yelled.
“I tried to make you immortal!” David swooped down and slashed at his face, picking Michael
up.
“You tried to make me a killer…”
“You are a
killer.” They grappled and twisted in
the air. Michael gained momentum and
pushed David toward the wall. David
stopped him, and reversed the momentum.
“My turn…” Michael
grabbed the door frame, stopping himself just short of being impaled by his
grandfather’s horned taxidermy project.
“Stop fighting me, Michael. I
don’t want to kill you. Join us…”
“Never!” Michael
denied him.
“It’s too late, Michael.
My blood is in your veins…”
“So. Is. Mine.”
Michael let go of the door, twisting to put David between him and the
wall. The antlers ran David
through. A sharp yelp and a wave of
pain rushed over the mental pathways.
“Oh my god…” Cora gasped and covered her mouth. Marko’s eyes were wide, unblinking.
S’okay, baby. He knows what he’s doing… Dwayne reassured her.
What? Wait a minute…
Shhh. We’ll talk about everything later, when this
is over, back at the cave. He sent
her a mental image of what kind of ‘talking’ he was referring to. Her face flushed red as she laughed and
shook her head.
“Y’okay now, baby girl?”
Marko felt her body relax a bit and ran a hand over her hair. He pulled back a little to look at her. She smiled and nodded, sniffling and wiping
the tracks of her tears with the back of her hand. “Okay, time to clamp everything down. Max is inside.” Cora and
Marko can only watch as Max walks over to David. Seeing the antlers sticking out through his chest, Max touched
David’s face, with something almost a kin to regret.
Cora turned her head after hearing a noise. “Grandpa’s coming…” Okay
Boys, just a couple more minutes. Marko
let them know that tonight’s festivities were almost at an end. Nodding his chin toward the house, Marko and
Cora worked their way to the side of the house, under a window, where they
listened.
“It was all going to be so perfect, Lucy. Just like one big happy family. Your boys.
And my boys… Great. The blood sucking Brady Bunch… I didn’t
invite you this time, Max.”
Grandpa was picking up speed. The old codger knew. He knew…
Her thoughts were disrupted by the distorted horn of the jeep. Grandpa plowed through the front wall of his
own house. The impact sent the fencing
posts on the top rack flying into the house, straight through Max’s body. Hitting the back of the fireplace, Max
exploded.
Holy Shit! Paul stood at the top of the stairs,
dripping wet, but no worse for the wear.
But the humans on the ground floor didn’t notice him. They all followed Grandpa into the kitchen,
where he pulled out a root beer.
Cora and Marko took the opportunity to crawl through the
window and go help David. Dwayne
dropped his illusion, and stood, nodding at Paul as he descended the stairs. With Cora and Marko under David’s arms, they
helped him hobble into the main room, to Dwayne and Paul. Cora caught Dwayne’s gaze. The heat there was instantaneous,
scorching. He came to stand in front of
David, eyes never leaving hers, and Paul moved behind David.
“One thing about living in Santa Carla that I never could
stand. All the damn vampires.” Grandpa shut the fridge.
“Aaahhhh!!” David
screamed as Dwayne held his shoulders and Paul placed a foot on his back,
pulling the antlers out of his chest.
“Holy FUCK!!” David’s knees
buckled as the eight humans jumped and swung around. Dwayne spun around, placing himself in front of his Mate. The two groups stared at each other for
several minutes, David’s harsh breathing being the only sound.
The shocked faces and stress of the night finally got to
Cora. Still holding half of David’s
weight and standing behind Dwayne’s protective posture, she snickered, biting
the insides of her cheeks to stop. She
couldn’t hold a laugh back from escaping, and quickly shut her mouth, only to
laugh again. Marko, holding the other
half of David’s weight, dropped his head, hiding his smile. He couldn’t hold it back either. Looking over to the stunned humans and then
to Cora, he started shaking with laughter.
Paul actually didn’t laugh, but he slapped a hand on David’s shoulder,
plastering a triumphant grin on his face, laughter in his eyes.
Feeling the joyous, if a little manic, laughter bubble
through his Mate, Dwayne smiled and turned his back on the humans to face
her. Even David, having two holes
through his body, smiled, gave a wheezy chuckle. Paul stepped over behind David to take Cora’s place holding him
up.
Stepping up to Dwayne, Cora placed her hands on his chest
and leaned in, taking his scent into her lungs. He ran his hands down her sides, over her hips and around to the
twin globes of her ass. Cupping her
just under her cheeks, he lifted her to him, and she wrapped her legs around
his waist, still smiling. He moved his
arms to wrap around her lower back, supporting her, while her arms went around
his neck. He rested his forehead on
hers, looking into her eyes. An entire
conversation was carried in that look.
Explanations, apologies, acceptance.
She turned her head and dropped her face into his neck, nuzzling the
Band there. She placed a soft kiss to
the sensitive spot behind his ear. I love you… She whispered in his mind.
He let her slide down, putting her feet on the ground as his
head fell back and eyes screwed shut.
Opening his eyes, he looked down at her, cupping her face in his
hands. Oh, baby… His eyes flickered blue behind
threatening tears. God. I love you, too. I’m sorry I… She stopped his thoughts with a tender
kiss. Cora looked over at the Boys and
they all turned to leave.
“What… how…” Sam was
the first human to speak. “We killed
you…”
“No. You
didn’t.” Marko shook his head with his
ever-present grin. The rest of them
turned back to face the humans. Grandpa
got his first good look at the pair with the matching tattoos. He smiled to himself.
“I don’t understand…”
“Of course you don’t, Star.
We didn’t want you to.” Paul
added in a glib tone. Taking in the
humans’ blank and confused stares, David explained.
“We used you. You
and Michael, and Laddie…” Cora continued
after David started coughing.
“Remember I told you it wasn’t about you, or her?” She looked to Michael, winked at him. “It never was.”
“What was it about then?”
Sam threw out the question. Cora
pursed her lips in annoyance.
“Survival. Pack
survival… We had to get rid of him… of Max.”
Dwayne continued for her.
“Short of killing him ourselves…” He shrugged and looked down at his Mate. “This is the way it had to happen.”
“But isn’t he the leader?”
The Boys and Cora laughed at the Frog’s question.
“Nah, man. He didn’t
sire any of us. Sir Michael, Star and
Laddie were the only ones tied to him.”
Marko chuckled at Paul’s Monty Python reference. “That’s why we pushed you to the limits,
scared the shit outa ya. Wanted to make
sure neither of you actually went through a full transition. So you’d go back to… human when Max was
destroyed.”
With that said, Cora and the Boys turned and walked out,
leaving the humans with more questions than answers.
**********
Back at the cave, the five of them just about
collapsed. But, knowing how much David
needed blood, they held out for an hour.
Starting with Dwayne, then Cora, then Paul and Marko, they all fed him a
little of their blood. Paul and Marko
more so than Dwayne and Cora. Once
David was sleeping comfortably so he could heal, Dwayne took Cora back to the
hot spring.
Cora turned when Dwayne stopped at the doorway. “What is it, baby?” She stepped into him, ran her hand up his
chest to cup his cheek. Pushing her
back with his body, he moved her to the middle of the floor. He shrugged off his jacket, letting the
leather pool on the floor. Heat flared
in her eyes as he pulled up the hem of her shirt over her smooth abdomen. Higher, revealing her lacy bra, up and off
her arms, dropping it on top of his jacket.
She reached for the clasp on her bra, but he stopped her with his
hands. No, let me… let me do
this…
His hands skimmed over her arms, down over the swell of her
breasts, grazing over her taught nipples.
Her breath hitched, but she didn’t move. She knew he needed this.
He bent down and pulled off her boots and socks, exposing her dainty
toes and red toenails. Raising just a
bit, his hands ran up the outside of her legs and hips. Dwayne unbuttoned her jeans, and slid them down
her hips and legs. She stepped out of
them and her jeans joined her shirt and his jacket.
Cora looked down at herself, clad in only her lacy black bra
and matching hipster bikinis, and up at him, still in jeans and boots. You seem to be a bit overdressed… Her mouth quirked in a lopsided grin. His mouth answered with his own smirk. Stooping back down, Dwayne pulled off his
own boots, revealing his long, masculine toes.
On his knees, Dwayne palmed her hips, pulling them to his face. Nuzzling her with his nose, he inhaled her
heat, her scent. Vanilla, lavender,
cinnamon and hot spice. The muscles
under her skin quivered. He kissed the
skin between her navel and panties, making her moan in need. Resting his chin where he jus kissed, her
looked up at her bright blue orbs, heart in his eyes, also blue. I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost
you, now that I’ve just found you.
A tear slipped down Cora’s cheek and she dropped to her
knees, claiming his mouth in a bruising kiss.
His hands slid up her back and fisted in her hair. He yanked her head back, making her hiss in
painful pleasure, an he licked and nipped her jaw and neck. Releasing one hand from her hair, he slid it
down, cupping her shoulder. Bending her
back, he feasted on her collarbone and down to her chest. Ripping through the thin strap between her
breasts with his teeth, Dwayne tore off her bra, attacking her full and ripe
nipples. Laving with his tongue and
nipping, pulling them with his teeth.
She called out his name on a tortured sigh.
Her hands went to the fly on his jeans and tore it open,
grabbing onto his thick shaft as it sprung free. A hoarse groan tickled her under his mouth. Standing up, he pulled her up with him, and
shoved down his pants, kicking them off.
Grabbing the waist of her panties, he ripped them off her in one rough
yank. Sweeping an arm under her knees,
he carried her into the water.
Carefully, he rested her head on the ledge and pulled her body out so it
was flat on the buoyant surface. She
gabbed the ledge behind her head as he pulled her legs apart and moved in
between them.
He knelt in the water, bringing his mouth level with her
slick folds. Holding her hips, he ran
his tongue through them, lapping up her juices. She gasped and bucked her hips.
Looking up at her from between her legs, he smiled, and dove into her
pussy with his mouth. Licking, sucking,
nipping at her. He circled her swollen
clit and she cried out. He impaled her
on his tongue, hitting spots that make her tremble. One hand reached up to play with a nipple, plucking and
squeezing. “Oh god. Please…”
She gasped and moaned, pleading for release. Letting go of her nipple, one finger, then two entered her hot,
tight passage. She arched up out of the
water as he scissored his fingers inside her.
He raked his fangs over her swollen, sensitive flesh and suckled
her. Hitting her G-spot and not
relenting, she writhed and panted. One
hard pull on her clit and a masterful stroke of his fingers had her screaming
her release, fangs descended in her open mouth.
She whimpered at the loss of contact as he pulled out of her
and flipped her over, putting her feet down outside of his. He positioned himself and slammed into her
as he bent over her back, biting into her shoulder as he pumped inside
her. Her knees buckled as she came hard
around him once again. Her pulsing
sheath pulled him to the edge. Wrapping
a fist in her hair, he pulled her up and back.
Still inside her, he lifted one of her legs and braced it against the wall. Letting go of her hair, he wrapped one arm
around and down to play with her clit, and the other around to play with her
nipples. She snaked her hand down to
his to feel his fingers touch her.
Biting her lip as his hips thrust, she felt him enter her between his
and her fingers. Her other hand went up
and back, grabbing onto the back of his neck.
She dug her nails into him, drawing blood as she shattered again.
Nosing her hair out of the way, Dwayne licked her neck,
tracing the swirling pattern of her Band.
Before he could sink his fangs into her, she pushed off of him. Stepping away, she turned around to face
him. And then she jumped him, almost
knocking him down, grabbing onto him with arms, legs and mouth. His hands cupped her round bottom and lifted
her over him, and slowly let her slide down onto his throbbing cock. Lifting her, he helped her ride him as she
devoured his mouth. She could feel him
on the edge through their bond, and wanted to push him over as she came.
Releasing his mouth, she licked her way to the Band on his
neck. He dropped his head to the other
side of her throat, nipping, nuzzling.
As she felt another orgasm crest, she slid her fangs into his neck right
through the knot, tasting his essence.
He grunted as his whole body jerked and his balls exploded up through
his cock in a wave of scorching heat.
He bit down into her neck, tasting her pleasure as his hot jets filled
her womb.
It took several minutes, but they calmed their
breathing. He tenderly kissed her as he
set her down on the ledge. Stepping out
of the warm water, Dwayne pulled her up to stand. Not sure she could walk, Dwayne gladly picked her up, one arm
under her knees and carried her back to their room. Carefully setting her down on the bed, he pulled the covers over
her and slipped under them. Wrapping
his sated body around hers, he rested his hand under her breast and twined
their fingers. They didn’t move a
muscle until the next sundown.
****
Whooo! I think I
need a cold shower after writing that one…
Hollywood, Bosh, Winter, Hysteria, Too Much and Wicked –
Thanks for all your support. It really
means the world to me.
Alas, this one’s winding down, coming to an end. But, I’ve still got the Interludes to finish
(hot!), and already have a plot line for the sequel. It’s a bit darker, on the angstier side. And Dwayne/Cora centric, of course. If y’all are interested…
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