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Lost and Found	By : kmcracerx Category: G through L > Lost Boys Views: 5102 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 2 cont�d
Cora watched
Dwayne leave.� She was suddenly cold,
like Dwayne took all the heat with him.�
Shivering, she fought the unshed tears threatening to fall.� I�m so
not going to cry.� Not in front of them�
Wait.� What the hell?� What am I thinking?� Why am I going to cry over someone who I�ve
never spoken to?� Sooo not gonna happen.� Shaking herself out of her train of thought,
Cora stood, brushing imaginary crumbs off her lap.� Ok, cowboy up, girl!
�Well, I�d rather
not die tonight, so my vote is for �keep�.��
Cora faced the three vampires, turning her back on Dwayne�s retreating
form.� She looked at them, really looked
at them.� Studied them, the subtle
differences that separated them from the characters she knew from the
movie.�
They were all
bigger than she expected.� Taller,
thicker.� Though Paul was the lankiest
of the bunch, he was still well muscled; lean and streamlined.� His hair was still long and wild, but
somehow it didn�t look like he hung out at the mall, in New Jersey, in the
�80s.� It suited him.� Marko looked basically the same, smaller
than his brothers, but certainly not any less deadly.� His boyish face was framed by golden curls.� Any girl would kill to have that hair.� The back was short, no �business in the
front, party in the back� for him.� Thank God!�
She wanted to run her fingers through it, grab a handful and yank
his head back, and ... On to David.�
David still had his spiked, platinum hair; the back, thankfully also close
cropped.� Icy blue eyes seared the soul,
a smirk never leaving his face, long, black leather duster and gloves.� He turned his face to her.� The three of them were looking at her
expectantly.
�I�m sorry.� What?��
David snorted and rolled his eyes, and Marko grinned.� Paul answered her.
�We thought you
might like a tour.� You know, walk,
maybe take a little ride� and talk.��
The pause in his speech gave her the impression they wanted her to do
most of the talking, or maybe no talking at all.
�Erm� yeah, sure�
I guess�� It�s not like Cora has a choice.�
She may be a black belt, but that was nothing against vampires.� Fighting would only piss them off, or worse,
turn them on.� So, she followed.� Marko held out his hand, beckoning her, but
she didn�t take it.�
Not the smartest thing you�ve ever done,
Cor.� Going with strange men is one
thing.� But, vampires?� She shook her head to clear her thoughts and
put one foot in front of the other, moving toward the three blondes.
Hearing Marko
crack a joke on Paul made her smile, actually laugh out loud.� Her smile lit up her face, and all three of
them took notice.� Without missing a
beat, Paul teased back at Marko.� Their
banter lasted the whole length of the boardwalk.� She laughed the whole time.�
David fell back a
couple steps.� This allowed him to study
the woman.� She definitely wasn�t just a
female, just another play thing to feed from.�
There was something different about her, more vibrant than the rest of
the crowd.� He noticed the lustful
stares she got from passing males, and even some females.� You noticed her.� Even in a surging crowd, you couldn�t help but notice her.�
Marko looked back
at him, nodding in understanding.� He
felt the same, saw that connection between Cora and Dwayne.� Paul did too, on some level, he just was too
busy trying to get in her pants to pay attention.� That�s so gonna get him a
world of hurt.� David chuckled in
Marko�s mind.� Yup!� Marko just smirked,
nodded, and turned back to Cora and Paul.
The white tank she
wore snuggled to her petite hour-glass figure.�
She wasn�t overweight, by any means, but she was not skinny in the
modern, size double zero standards.�
Ample breasts led down to a narrow waist.� From there, her hips flared out, falling into lean, long
legs.� Low slung jeans and a wide brown
leather belt covered those hips and thighs.�
Her chestnut locks hung down to her upper back, covering tattoos peaking
out over the shirt.�
He could see
another tattoo at the base of her spine where the bottom of her shirt didn�t quite
meet the waistband of her jeans, bringing his attention to her ass.� Rounded to perfection, her ass swayed
invitingly as she walked.� Appreciating
the view, David thought on his brothers.�
It�s obvious Dwayne�s tweaked over
his own reaction to her.� Pauly and
Marko have taken to her as well.� Fast,
real fast.� And they don�t seem to think
anything of it.� It�s like she already
belongs� Who the fuck is she? What the hell is going on? Who are you, little
girl?
David pushed aside
his thoughts as they approached their motorcycles.� Dwayne was there, waiting for them; leaning against the seat of
his bike, arms crossed over his chest, head hung low.� Paul and Marko made Cora laugh again.� She had to hold her sides, she had been laughing so much.� At the sound, Dwayne�s head snapped up.� His eyes were drawn directly to her and
weren�t letting go.� He didn�t like her
being with his brothers.� Mine.�
The feral claiming raged though his head.� He tried to fight, tried to keep himself from launching at
them.� No, can�t� do� this� can�t� give� in� ah, shit.�
As the four got
closer, Dwayne tensed, and stood straight, dropping his arms to hang at his
sides.� He was losing his internal
battle, clenching and unclenching his fists.�
His sudden movement caught Cora�s attention, causing her to stop short,
smile falling from her face.� His
intense stare heated Cora�s body from the inside out, causing her nipples to
pebble and knees go week, heat coiling low in her belly.� Paul felt her stop, and held his hand out to
her, grinning like the cat who ate the canary.
�Let�s get outta
here.�� Cora flicked here gaze back and
forth a couple times, settling on Paul.�
She blew out a breath, relaxing a little, and took his hand.� He led her around to his bike, hopped on,
and told her to get on behind him.�
Getting on their own bikes, David and Marko watched scene play out.� Marko smiled knowingly and looked at
David.� A tight smile touched his mouth,
and was gone.� Nodding his chin toward
Dwayne, David pointed Marko�s gaze to him, and just in time.
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A low, guttural
rumble was her only warning.� In the
next instant, she felt a rush of air blow past in front of her and shut her
eyes.� Paul yelped at the same time.� She opened her eyes only seconds later to
find Paul laying on his back on the far side of his bike, Dwayne standing over
him.� Paul�s hands covered his face.
�Dude, you fuckin�
broke my nose�� Dwayne lunged after him again, growling deep in his
throat.� The sound sent shivers up and
down Cora�s spine.� She wasn�t sure if
it was fear, or desire.� David grabbed
him from behind, murmuring something close to his ear.� Dwayne jerked, trying to throw him off.� But David held on, keeping Dwayne from doing
more damage to his brother.� Cora stared
wide eyed, looking from Dwayne to Paul, and back, anger coming to a head.� Marko covered his mouth with his hand,
trying not to bust out laughing.� There
was a audible �crunch� as Paul reset his nose.
�What the fuck are
y�� Cora wheeled around to face Dwayne.�
Her anger quickly dissolved when Dwayne swung his eyes to hers.� Mouth suddenly dry, she couldn�t finish, or
even remember her question.� His eyes so
intense, so� hot, they melted her insides; melted her capacity for speech.� Silently, she watched him stalk over to her
and crowd her, craning her head back to keep eye contact.� Stepping into her personal space, Dwayne
inhaled her scent.� Vanilla, lavender,
and a hint of cinnamon.� He growled with
pleasure.� Without warning, he picked
her up, threw her over his shoulder, carried her over to his bike, and set her
down on the back of it.�
David and Marko
walked over to Paul and helped him up.�
The bleeding stopped about a minute after he reset it, and he wiped his
bloodied face and hands on his shirt.�
They moved to their bikes, Paul a little more leery than the
others.� They got on, starting their
motorcycles.
Still unable to
find her voice, Cora just stared up into the twin black pools in a mixture of
wonder and a bit of outrage.� He looked
down at her, eyes burning with desire.��
Before she could form a coherent thought, he straddled the bike in front
of her, starting the engine.� He reached
down, grabbing her behind her knees, and pulled her forward so she was flush
against him; her thighs straddling his hips, breasts pushed up into his
back.� Mine.� His thought was no
less feral, but this time it was with satisfaction.� They took off over the boardwalk and down to the sand.

*****
Hysteria � You made my
day!� Thanks!!
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