Oh, sweet torture…
Once she began to release sharp cries on every exhale, begging him not to
stop, he crooked his fingers, went in a little deeper and gently flicked her internal
love bud. As her nectar showered his hand, her channel clenched him violently and
her body convulsed.
“Ohh shiiit, baby! That"s my spot,” she sung with a drawn out release. “Boy,
you the boss.”
The things he could do to her…This was not even a taste. The mischievous
part of him was dying to turn her body inside out, to show her how nasty he could
really get and how loud he could make her scream. But there was something so
erotic about taking it slow and loving her as a human man would. The real treat
would be taking her over the edge when she completely shifts.
He extracted his fingers from her dewy sheath, brought his cream coated
fingers to his mouth then licked them clean. The delicious, unique taste tantalized
his pallet and tripped through his system mercilessly, expanding his force. His
eyes rolled back and his mind went numb.
They were almost there. He eyed her glistening slit and shook his head.
Now, if he could only just hold back the need to bury his face between her luscious
cheeks to lap at her sweetness…
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Swiftly, he moved behind her and smacked her backside. Startled, she let
out a sharp shrill and heaved forward. His hands mounted on her hips, he drew her
back toward him. Cradling him, her soft folds and slick clit glided across the
length of his cock. Her warm essence lubricated him.
Smiling, he slapped the other cheek and instead of a shriek, he received a
low growl and a sultry dare. “Hit me again.”
Gladly, he met her request then rubbed it after his stinging strike. She threw
her head back and ground against him. Her demon was right at the surface of her
needed passion. Perfect.
“Seriously Demetri, if you don"t fuck me right now, I might have to fight
you.”
He chuckled. “Patience. I must release your force before your body can
handle me, so let me get you there, beautiful.”
Drawn to the glowing tattoo on her back, his eyes fell upon her birth
marking and the spell, which repressed her full transformation and soul"s energy.
Of course her spirit"s base form would be a dragon.
The art of the mystical creature, its angel-like wings splayed and its eyes
blazing silver gold, held him in a trance for a second. The bright luminous colors,
which meshed with the finely drawn details of its scales stood out brilliantly
against her dark skin. The creature"s long tail coiled into a symbol at the small of
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her back. It traced her birth marking. This rune was the old language of the demon
dragon. Curro.
Starting at the neck, the spell etched in six dragon hieroglyphics ran down
the center of the beast to the main symbol, which was the tail. He brushed his
fingers over the symbol and the tattoo became animated. The creature"s eyes
melted over in gold as it bawled softly to him.
It would take a time to decipher the message that the symbols created, and
time was something he didn"t have. This would not be effortless. Whoever the
wizard was who applied the chakra binding magic set it in stages, like a
combination lock. He would only be able to release part of her tonight.
“Damnation.”
“Wha—what"s wrong,” she slurred, twisting around to look at him with her
pearlescent fangs gleaming from beneath her lips.
“Not a thing, darling.” He smoothed his hands over her ample backside. “I
want you to relax and concentrate on what I"m doing to you.” He undulated into
her, stroking her quivering bundle of nerves with his rigid masculinity.
Concentrating past her sweet whimpers of pleasure, he gathered his sinew,
held his hand over the dragon and began to unlock the symbols. Two of them
unlocked easily and gleamed with his Curro spoken words. He attempted to undo
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the third, but she apparently had no interest in his goal. She started to rotate her
hips into him.
Her enticement drew a strained growl out of him. “Sharayna, you are
shattering my spirit channeling—”
She reached down and caressed the head of his cock, while riding the length
of him at a slow agonizing pace. He grabbed her hips and tried to restrain her, but
her demon pushed her past his force. She stood up on her knees, threw her head
back on his shoulder, circled an arm around his head and dug her fingers into his
hair.
Helplessly, he surrendered to her seduction.
Demetri wrapped his arms around her, palmed a breast and rocked his hips
to her sultry rhythm. As her rapid heartbeat set pace with his, her body stuttered
against his joined sensual assault. His aching shaft pulsated intensely between her
thighs. Harsh growls rumbled within his chest as her skillful fingers and fiery sex
massaged him toward eruption.
The need to bite her grew unbearable.
Mentally stroking her desire, he raked a fang across her jugular then
caressed her mind with the images of him sinking his incisors deep into her throat
while prodding her wet core with his stiff rod.
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She fisted his hair and her body suddenly stilled. “OohGod! OhmyGod,
Demetri!!”
Shuddering against him, she released an unrestrained howl and let loose her
milky goodness to flow along the stem of him.
The muscles in his rear end clenched and his thighs trembled. A wondrous
sensation spooled within his groin. His hips lunged forward then a wave of
spiritual rapture weaved through his lance and exploded at the tip. He roared in
overpowering delight.
Moaning his name, she caught the spurts of his essence in the palm of her
hand, then rubbed it up her torso and over her breasts—her manner to bind her
demon to him.
Enraptured, he took her down into the bed and held her against his chest.
She sung softly to him until her words slurred to hums, then she went limp and fell
unconscious.
Even as she lay motionless in his arms, her angelic coo sifted through his
mind.
“When the raven night falls and crimson melts over the distant moon, you will be mine, my
lover, my king, my man, forever.”
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This type of affection which had not been known to him for many decades
was now fighting to spill out of him. He sniffed back the blood pooling in his eyes
and kissed her temple.
One more step to completion then the Dragon Queen would be his mate.
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Chapter Nine
Strike Force
Osaka, Japan
Shanoki Buddhist Temple
“Yo", did you feel that massive energy pressure over us when we were
passing through town?” Quest asked, climbing up the steps to the temple doors,
his eyes to the sky.
Steel nodded then glanced over his shoulder along the dusty road they"d
traveled. Something was amiss. He felt it in his gut.
“Yeah, it was brief, but I damn sure felt it.” He adjusted the strap attached to
his jumbo automatics, Venus and Serena, then banged on the st
urdy wooden door.
It"d been a three mile hike to the temple, and none of them seemed even the
least bit tired. Their spiritual energy had been sparked by the unknown presence
that zipped over them about a half hour ago. They were fueled with awareness,
ready for the upcoming battle, which was supposed to be a simple transport
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mission, but he knew better. Nevertheless, they had to get in and get out like
ninjas, without a trace.
Steel turned back to Quest just in time to see him stiffen and cock his
automatic. The team"s sensor confirmed it. A battle would definitely go down
today. With that realization, his hope for ninja tactics went straight out the
window.
He looked to the sky and saw the burning star heading west. Not good. A
gray cloud formed in the distance, darkening as it headed their way. Definitely not
good.
“What we dealing with, playboy?”
“Sulfur,” Quest murmured without turning from the doors. “Demonios
malditos.”
“In the temple, dawg?” Steel glanced at his best friend in confusion.
“Demons can"t cross holy barriers, right?”
“They"re in there, buey. The sulfur is burning up my fucking senses.”
“Hey, his nose has never steered us wrong before.” Jade unclipped her silver
whip and chambered a round in her automatic. “And I"m not about to get caught
with my pants down.”
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Steel smirked and leaned in close to Quest. “Ay man, you and I both know
you had your nose buried in Japanese bush all week. You sure that hasn"t thrown
off your bloodhound snout just a tiny bit?”
Quest didn"t even crack a smile. “Not this time, Steel. Something"s fucked up
about this whole scene. The usual demons don"t jar me like this, and that miasma
cloud heading our way ain"t making things any better.”
The team nodded as an unusual silence descended around them.
“Totally diabolical, dude,” Spade agreed, fingering his M-79 grenade
launcher. “Time for us to bring the pain.”
Copper adjusted her fingerless leather gloves. “Bloody right,” she murmured,
her British accent coating her raspy voice. She squatted and retrieved the compact
sized night vision goggles from her duffle bag then handed them to everyone. “Let"s
kill these wankas so I can get that bottle of Sake and ciggy I"m dying for.”
“Right there with you, kitty.” Spade gave her fist pound then slid the goggles
over his head.
Her brows furrowed, Blaze unlatched her crossbow from her back holster.
“Whoa guys. Before we bust in, guns blazing and everything, let me ask you
something, Captain. Exactly what did Father Hamiway say to you?”
Steel shook his head. “He didn"t give a whole lot of details for this mission.
He just sent me an urgent message telling me to gather my team and meet him here
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in Japan at this temple. He wants us to deliver something of vital importance, his words
exactly, to Father Shannon in Florida.” Warily, he darted his eyes to the sky. The
faint sound of flapping wings hovered above them. “You sense the need for UV or
silver, playboy?” Steel asked Quest. “Because I think we"re low and only packin"
holy rounds.” He glanced back at Copper, who confirmed with a head nod.
“We got the right ammo. We just gotta come at these demonios with some
magnum-sized spiritual energy „cause these fuckers are strong, outer-worldly
strong.”
Steel nodded as he popped the goggles over his eyes. “No time to fuse
energies, just in case?”
Quest answered with the slight shake of his head.
“Alright.” Steel rolled his shoulders in preparation. “Everybody needs to stay
linked „cause we"re forced to do this without fusing.” He took in a deep breath and
kissed his twin cannons. “Looks like we are gonna bring the noise to Osaka.”
“Bout bloody time.” Copper sat her blazer sniper rifle on the ground and tied
her waist-long, coppery hair back in a pony tail. “I can get some better shots off
from that vantage point.” She nodded toward a shrine on the other side of a small
copse of trees. “I"ll let ya know when I"m in position. Just give me a minute.” She
grabbed her gear and jogged toward the shrine.
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“A minute?” Spade asked, a humorous smirk curving his lips. “More like a
millisecond.”
Just as the words left his mouth, two shots resounded through in the air. A
large winged harpy dropped to the ground with a loud thud.
“Posted!” Copper confirmed. “Let"s get this shite done!”
Struggling to gather itself, it shrieked angrily at them then lunged at Spade.
Unmoved, Spade retrieved his semi-auto and shattered its head.
“Anybody notice this demon didn"t ash after the first shot,” Spade
murmured, staring awkwardly at the creature as it disintegrated.
“Like I said, outer-worldly strong,” Quest grumbled.
“Doesn"t matter where they"re from, we don"t back down until we"ve
completed the mission. Blaze and Spade, ya"ll keep eyes on the entrance and smoke
me.” Steel eyed his crew. “Let"s move.”
Quest kicked in the large wooden doors to the courtyard. Crouched low at
the opening, he scanned the area, then motioned to Steel with the wave of two
fingers. Stealthily, they moved through the eerie silence of the open space toward
the large temple.
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Death was in the air. The grass in the area was burnt black and the Sakura
trees had withered. Life had been literally sucked out of every living thing
surrounding the temple.
Weapons ready, they went through the open doors of the seemingly
deserted building. Wind from the approaching smog storm blew out the lanterns,
leaving them in the dense unnatural darkness. The starlight to their goggles
activated as they moved deeper into the building.
“Let"s try to get this done before the storm hits, people.”
A sudden jarring presence caused them to swing their weapons in its
direction. Standing before them was a little bald boy draped in the robe of a novice
monk. Right away, Steel noticed the young monk staring at Jade like she was a
slab of prime rib. He shot a shifty glance at Quest, who returned the gesture.
“Are you tourists? Would you like a tour?”
“Aye cono, a kid? These fuckas have no morals.” Sighing, Quest drew his pistol,
aimed and shot the boy"s directly in his heart.
The monk yelped and fell to the ground. In battle stance, they stared down
at him. He appeared to be dead, but this was no doubt a deception. After a short
moment, the boy"s head popped up, his demonic eyes glowing malevolent green.
“That wasn"t very nice.” The demon shed the monk"s form and attacked.
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Blaze smiled at the sound of shots popping in a rapid series. “Sounds like the
party just jumped off,” she informed through their mental link.
“Sweeet! I am so stoked!” Grinning, Spade gave Blaze fist pound. “I was hoping
we"d get a little action on this trip.” He anxiously tapped his launcher. “I was thinking the
&nbs
p; other day this team should probably seek some psychological help when we get back to the States.”
She poked her head through the open doors of the courtyard and eyed the
dying Sakura trees, before glancing over her shoulder at him. “What on earth for?”
“Because we like killing demons and vamps waaay too much— shifters, eh, not so
much…but the rest of them are a joy to kill. Feel me? Or maybe I shouldn"t speak for everyone on
the team, but I know I love killing them mafuckas.” Chuckling, he removed his hat and
ruffled his dusty, blonde curly hair. “I have erotic dreams about this kinda shit, don"t you?”
Blaze giggled. “That"s what we were born to do. Rid the earth of the devil"s spawn. They
spread evil, sin, disease and death.” She whipped her shiny, black ponytail from her
shoulder. “They corrupt those who are trying to find their way to God. Destroying them should
be enjoyable for us.”
He threw his head back and guffawed. “Say my name when you put it like that,
kitty! I just got an instant hard-on from your little destroying evil spiel.”
They both chuckled then fell silent as the sounds of gunfire within the
temple continued to ring through the air.
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Spade began to hop around and punch at his unseen opponent. Then he
abruptly stopped. Blaze cut her eyes at him. He tilted his head and stared
suspiciously across the emptiness of the adjacent field. The dark cloud drew
closer, carrying a massive demonic aura.
“Something"s coming.”
Blaze nodded and stood. “I know. I feel it too.”
A fast approaching presence snapped their attention. As soon as they
cocked the weapons to fire, Blaze was hauled into the air, thrown across the plane
and slammed to the ground.
“Blaze!” Spade attempted to get to her, but was ascended by the ghostly air
and hurled into the courtyard.
Blaze hopped to her feet to go assist her brother, only to be shoved back
down by the unseen force. It jumped on top of her, its putrid stench
overwhelming.
Groaning, she fought to free herself from beneath the beast"s weight. It
dragged its nails down her torso, shredding her fatigues, trying to claw through