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Mist

"Dear, I'm not going to expose a member of the supernatural underworld without getting a taste of the sweeter blood you possess," Lucky placed a hand on my wrist and pushed my arm back down to my lap.

My heart skipped a beat. The sweeter blood.

He couldn't be asking for what I thought he was asking for...

"Please remove your coat," he purred running his hand over my shoulder all the while he stared down at my chest.

Damn, I knew he wanted me, but he'd never taken the request this far before. A few times he'd drank from my wrist in exchange for information. This was a lot further.

"This better be some damn good information, Lucky," I tried to keep the growl in my voice down as I slipped out of my coat.

"Oh, it is." He fell to his knees on the on the plush red carpet covering the limo floor. Lucky was licking his lips as he placed his hands on my hose covered knees. "Now Carol, you do need to be willing for this."

I didn't think I needed the reminder, but my body was tense despite what I told it to do. I was slow to part my legs for him. I had to do whatever was necessary to get this information. The things I did for my missions wasn't always pleasant, but I always got results.

Gritting my teeth, I spread my legs wide.

Lucky looked down between my thighs and licked his lips. He wasn't an unattractive man, like most vampires he held an air of appeal that was hard to deny in a setting like this.

He'd removed his hat upon entering the car and now his mop of slightly curled blond hair was reaching over his face and hiding his eyes from my view as he looked down. But I knew if I saw them his eyes would be bright red. Vampires couldn't hide what the bloodlust did to their eyes.

With one elongated claw he ripped my pantyhose and straight through my thong as well. My thighs almost instinctively began to shut when I felt the cool air inside the vehicle whisper over my exposed flesh.

He wanted to bite the near the artery in my thigh. The sweetest blood.

Lucky opened his mouth and moved closer to the exposed flesh. My body trembled despite my best efforts to not move. I turned my head to the side and closed my eyes, waiting for his fangs to pierce into me.

Instead, I was jolted with surprise to feel his tongue rubbing up my pussy. His tongue dipped into my folds as he began to taste me and explore while his hands on my knees kept my legs apart.

"Lucky, what-" I began.

"The blood will taste better as you orgasm," I felt his hot breath over my now wet core before he brought his mouth back to my pussy.

I had been told that the blood running through a person core was the sweetest, and often most appealing blood for a vampire. However, I didn't know it would increase with an orgasm.

Now here I was, in the backseat of a vampire gangster's car, letting him go down on me to get my blood tasting just as sweet as he wanted it. All in exchange for much needed confirmation.

I had to bite down on my bottom lip to control myself. No part of me wanted this to happen. But I need the information he was withholding. After he had his fill, I was going to be sure to get all he knew of Mist and who was behind it.

His tongue swirled over my clit and then in the blink of an eye Lucky was using his vampire speed to lick rapidly at my clit. He was simulating the speed and pressure of a vibrator against my sensitive bud.

I clenched my jaw shut but my hips moved of their own accord, tilting more into his face to help relieve the pressure that was building too fast.

Out of nowhere my orgasm washed over me with blinding speed. I couldn't stop the quiet moan in the back of my throat as it hit me.

As my body barely writhed under his mouth, Lucky pulled back and I saw my juices coating his mouth. I watched as his fangs elongated and while I was still feeling the shocks of a quick finish, he sank his fangs into my thigh.

It was quick and unsatisfying. I thought of Donovan and how much better he could have made me feel if it had been him between my legs instead of a selfish and hungry vampire.

As soon as Lucky was done, he wiped his face of blood and the evidence of my orgasm with his pocket square, tossing it to the side. He sat up right, straightening his tie and licking his lips.

Instead of their usual grey, his eyes were now a deep almost black color. The sign of sated beast.

"AB Positive is already my favorite, but that orgasm just takes it to the next level. Absolutely delicious," he sat back in his seat now on the opposite side of me in the car.

There was a wet spot in his pants near his softening cock where he undoubtedly finished on himself while drinking from me. I wanted to throw a punch at his stupid face.

I crossed my legs to cover myself and grimaced. There was an ache in my thigh from the bite and I was starting to become lightheaded.

"Now tell me, Lucky. Who?" I questioned with my eyes looking out the window behind his head and not directly at him.

From the corner of my eye, I could see him rustling around in his jacket pocket. He dug around for a few moments extending the silence in the car as I waited. I was getting more irritated by the second.

"Here we go," he pulled out an incredibly small plastic bag with something faintly designed on the front. It looked almost like a little harp or something that had started to wear off.

"That is what Mist gets distributed in," he pointed at the slip of plastic in his palm.

"And what does this tell me, exactly?" I didn't want to play his game, I needed him to just tell me so I could leave.

"That, dear, is a lyre. It's the symbol for one of the visiting Alpha's." He quirked his eyebrow smiling smugly at me like he hadn't just eaten me for dessert.

"Like a family crest?" I stated aloud leaning forward to get a closer look at the empty bag.

"Exactly. That's the pack symbol for Alpha Apollo Mathison."

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