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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 4
�� Cracking
and eyelid, Cora lifted her head and glanced at the clock.� 2:38.�
Shit.� Guess I needed the sleep.�
Shutting her eyes again, she roused the rest of her mind.� Wait�
I slept.� The whole night.� And then some� No dreams!� YES!�
Though there was a part of her that was disappointed and looked forward
to those erotic dreams.� It�s not like
she was getting any from anyone else; she had to get her kicks somehow.�
�� Now
that her mind was functioning, although more than just a little fuzzy, she stretched.� Arms over head, legs straight out, and back
arched.� She rounded her back, and
that�s when she felt it.� Something was
behind her.� Scratch that, someone was behind her.� A solid, warm body wrapped around her back,
a heavy arm was draped across her, hand resting just under her breast.� And a warm breath tickled her ear.� Nice
goin�.� One night stands are supposed to
end the next morning, not the next afternoon�then the memory of the past
night came to her.� The impossibility of
it, of them.� But here they were, and
here she was.� She was in the Lost Boys�
cave.
�� Cora
tried to slip out of bed without waking the vampire sleeping behind her.� Picking up his arm, she slid out form under
it, and gently laid it back down on the bed.�
Twisting to see who was behind her, heat instantly rushed through her
body.� Dwayne.� Tall, dark, and handsome.�
Sex on legs.� Her cheeks ran hot,
and heat coiled low in her belly.� No,
that wasn�t heat, THAT was her bladder.�
Sitting up carefully as the world tilted around her head, she looked
around the room.� She could actually
see.� The darkness was lessened by the
glow of the clock.� She could see the
darker silhouettes of two more vampires passed out on their respective
chairs.� Smiling softly, she spotted
what she needed.� A door.�
�� Setting
her bare feet on the rug, Cora pushed herself up.� Not a good idea,
apparently.� The world not only
tilted around her, but it spun, causing her stomach to lurch and she fell back
onto the bed.� Shit.� Looking back over her
shoulder, she checked on the sleeping vampire, making sure she didn�t wake
him.� Nothing doing.� Ok, let�s try
this again.� Planting her feet, Cora
stood up.� There, it�s not that bad.�
Taking a step, she fell against the wall.� Nice wall.� Deciding it was in her best interest,
she kept a hand on the wall to steady herself.�
Opening the door, she saw low-level lighting placed in intervals, stretching
to the left and right.� Lights?�
And the clock.� This place is wired for electricity.� Rock on.
�� She
turned left and made her way down the hall, instinctively knowing which way was
out.� As the light became brighter, the
air became fresher, too.� Salt tinged
air greeted her as she stepped into the main cave.� Bathroom, bathroom.� Shit.�
There�s no bathroom.�
Remembering her drunken tour given by Paul and Marko, she turned toward
the entrance of the cave. Letting go
of her supportive wall, she made her way up and out, though not without
stumbling.�
�� Blinking
several time to adjust to the afternoon sun, she inhaled the salty, damp
air.� Looking around, she found an
outcropping of rock.� Better over there than here, out in the
open.� Cora picked her way over to
the rocks as gracefully as possible.�
Catching herself before she took a header into the surf, she spotted the
perfect place.� Where two rocks met with
one rising above the other, there was a gap.�
Turning around, Cora leaned back against the warm rock.� Unbuttoning her belt and jeans, she hooked
her thumbs into the jeans and panties.�
Looking around to make sure she was alone, Cora dropped trow, squatted
down, back against the wall, and relieved the pressure in her bladder.� Sighing with pleasure, she sat for a couple
minutes, making sure she was dry.� She
stood, yanking her pants up, and violently doubled over.�
Her stomach heaved
and emptied itself several times over.�
Even once it was empty, she still retched a couple more times.� Nose and throat burning, she sucked is
several cleansing breaths.� �THAT�s why
you don�t drink anymore, shit head.��
Muttering, she found that she felt a little better.� Able to stand, she walked over to a low tide
pool.� Cupping the salt water in her
hand, she bent down and swished out the acid taste from her mouth, and spit.� After looking wistfully out at the ocean for
a few minutes, Cora headed back into the cave.�
She stifled a
yawn, and walked back to the darkened tunnels, stopping at Dwayne�s door.� She blinked at it.� How did you know where to
go?� Pushing the question aside, she
opened the door.� She slipped back under
the covers, placing Dwayne�s arm around her again.� How did you know the
way?� You couldn�t see shit out there in
the tunnel.� Later.� She�d think about it later.� Sighing, Cora slipped back into sleep.� If she had been paying more attention, she
would have felt his tension, seen Dwayne�s eyes, open and glowing.
***********
Dwayne opened his
eyes.� He was standing in a field.� He was dreaming, and he knew what came
next.� He definitely preferred the sleep-disturbing
erotic dreams over this one.�
She was standing there.� Just like he remembered.� She smelled of the night forest and
whispered promises.� She smiled, and his
knees just about gave out.� Just like
the woman in his physical arms, when she smiled, everything around her lit
up.� And the smile was just for him.� Suddenly, a spot of red blossomed on her
chest, getting bigger, darker.� Her
smile faltered, turned into fear.� She
fell forward and he caught her.� When he
looked down, there was a knife sticking out of her chest, and his hand
surrounded the handle.� A mask of hatred
washed over her face.� She pushed pack,
pushed him off of her.� �You did
this!�� She screeched and pointed what
was once a long, graceful finger at him, but now it was just decayed flesh
hanging off the bones.� �You killed me!�
Dwayne�s eyes flew
open, sweat covering his body and breathing heavy.� Taking some deep, even breaths, he tried to calm his shaking
body.� He hated that dream.� He hadn�t
had it in about 50 years.� Thought they
were done with him.� I guess not.� Bringing his body back under control, he felt something, or
rather didn�t feel something.� She was
gone.� Mother fucker.� �SHIT!�� He
scrambled out of bed and threw the door open in a panic.� Forcing himself to stop at the threshold, he
waited, listened.� Off in the distance,
he could hear her retching.� She was
still nearby.� Not gone.�
�� Knowing
he couldn�t even get near the main cavern during daylight, he waited until he
heard her footsteps echo off the high walls.�
Stepping back, he shut the door, and slid back onto the bed in roughly
the same position.� She was outside the
door, and hesitated for a minute.� She
pushed open the door and stepped inside.�
He couldn�t shut his eyes.� He
needed to see her, but he was afraid the reflection in his eyes might give him
away.� But she didn�t notice.� Didn�t even look up.� Just picked up the sheets and rolled into
bed.� She lifted up his arm and placed
it over her torso, tucking his hand beneath her breasts.� He willed himself not to move.� He felt her relax against him, her breathing
becoming deep and even.� Good.� She was able to keep her sense of
privacy.� She wouldn�t know he�d heard
her.� She wouldn�t know his panic at not
having her next to him.� And she sure as
hell wouldn�t know his past.
**********
�� Consciousness
came slowly back to Cora.� The door was
open, she was alone.� She sat up,
rubbing the back of her neck.� She
glanced at the clock again.� Now it said
9:14.� It was full dark.� The boys were up.� She could hear Paul�s laugh echo through the tunnel.� Someone yelled.� David, that was David.�
His voice tripped another memory from the previous night.� He
stood in front of her.� His hands on her
head. �This is gonna hurt.�� Pain.�
Physical and emotional.� Mom and
Dad.� She almost vomited again, she
felt such a deep sense of violation, and then it boiled over into rage.� Angry, a red haze clouded her vision.
�� One
minute she was sitting on the bed.� The
next minute, she found herself being body slammed against the wall in the main
cavern.� Marko pinned her while Dwayne
and Paul held David back.� And it took
both of them to hold David back.� Her
knuckles and elbow on her right arm hurt, and David�s mouth and nose were
bleeding.� She had come through the
tunnel, and ambushed David.� He had his
back turned.� She walked up to him, grabbed
his shoulder and spun him around.� David�s
shock evident on his face.� He hadn�t
heard her approach.�
�Don�t you EVER do
that shit to me again.� You can take
your little skull-fuck Jedi mind trick and shove it up your ASS!!�� Cora got in his face, hissing between
clenched teeth, volume rising until she yelled.� Backing it up, she hit him with a wicked right hook and elbow to
the side of David�s face.
�� They
couldn�t react fast enough.� Dwayne,
Marko and Paul saw her enter the room.�
But they didn�t see the rage coming off her in waves until it was too
late.� She was already up in David�s
face, and then she decked him.�
�Shit!��
All three of them
jumped in between the two, keeping them separated.� She panted against the wall, never taking her eyes off her
target.� David had fully vamped out; face
contorted, eyes yellow and blazing, fangs elongated, raging.� Dwayne and Paul were having a hard time
controlling him.� Cora was still too
angry to even register that she should be scared.� Dwayne said something to David, and he eventually calmed
down.� No longer struggling against his
brothers, David�s face came back to normal, but his fangs remained extended.� Silently assuring his brothers he was back
under control, they let go of him, still weary.� He took one step toward her, only to be stopped by and arm to the
chest.� He lifted his arm and one
finger.�
�Once.� And only once.� One shot at me, that�s all you get.� Most people would already be dead, little girl.� You ever raise
a hand to me again, I won�t hesitate to rip your throat open and bleed you
dry!�� His voice was low, almost a
whisper.� A deadly whisper.�
�We clear?�
�Fuck you.�� Cora growled.� Wrong answer.
�I said, Are. We.
Clear?�� He pinned her with his stare,
boring holes through her head straight into the rock.� With low assurances from Marko, Cora calmed down.� She took a deep breath.
�Crystal.�� Her voice was still low, but it wasn�t
shaking with rage.� Her eyes flicked
over to Dwayne, his arm over David�s chest.�
Big mistake.� His eyes were running
over her body, scorching her.� Legs
splayed and chest heaving like he just ran a marathon, Dwayne looked like the
quintessential Alpha male.� Her skin
went up in flames under his perusal and she squirmed in Marko�s hold.� Heat flooded her body and color swept over
her cheeks and neck, eyes glazing over with unbridled desire.� David watched her reaction, knowing exactly
what was going on in the minds of his brother and his woman.� He barked a
humorless laugh, grabbing everyone�s attention.� Casting on last glare at Cora, he turned around, walking toward
the cave�s entrance, and disappeared.
**********
With David�s
departure, the tension drained from the room.�
Well, most of it.� Dwayne still
stood unmoving and stared Cora down.�
She looked at Marko, thanking him.�
A growl forced Marko to step back, dropping his hands from her and
looking to Dwayne.� She looked at Marko
in confusion and then back up to Dwayne.�
Another big mistake.� Another
wave of heat crashed through her.� Knees
weak, panties damp.�� She closed her
eyes, hoping to get some relief, gain control over her own body.�
When she opened
them, she found herself up against the wall again, only this time it was
Dwayne�s body pinning her, pressing intimately against her body.� His hands were against the wall on either
side of her head, feet planted just outside of hers, effectively boxing her in,
blocking her view.� She stared up at
him, eyes wide, not quite sure what to expect.�
He dropped his head, his nose in the crook of her neck.� He breathed in her essence, vanilla,
lavender, and cinnamon� and something else.�
Something spicy and undeniably Cora.�
He made a noise, something between a groan and growl.� Cora shivered as she felt his teeth, no,
fangs graze her skin.� He rocked into
her, letting her feel his arousal.� He
had to taste her.� She purred and
undulated against him.� She gasped when
she felt a nip at her neck, followed by a swipe of his tongue.� And then he stopped.� Taking a deep breath, he placed his hands on
her shoulders, his forehead against hers.�
One.� Two.� Three breaths blending together.� With a clenched jaw, he stepped back, and
was gone.
Not quite sure
what that was, Cora slid down the wall, bringing her knees to her chest, arms
circling them.� Marko and Paul weren�t
quite sure what was going on, or what to do.�
Several minutes of silence went by, marked only by both Marko and Paul
coming over and sitting next to her.�
Rolling her head to crack her neck, she stared out in front of her,
focusing on nothing in particular.�
�Fucking
tease�� Paul and Marko�s head snapped
around at her raspy whisper.� Biting her
lip, she tried not to laugh.� Marko
tried to keep the smile from his face.�
As soon as Paul let out a chuckle, the dam burst and all three of them
busted out laughing.
�Come on,
girl.� Let�s get something to eat, and
some clothes.� I have a feeling you�re
gonna be here for a while.�� Paul stood
and held out his hand to Cora.� She took
it, the three of the left for the boardwalk.
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