Wulf's Redemption (Borne Vampires Book 3) (28 page)

“Alex,”
she didn’t recognize her own voice! “Please, please make me yours.” She opened
herself to him, dying to have him inside her.

“I
love you,” he whispered as he arched and thrust deep inside her.

Wrapping
her legs around his hips, she was in sync with him. Nothing could have prepared
her for the wonderful tension. Kai grabbed his ass and pulled him hard inside
her, demanding more action. Alex complied, sliding his knees under her and
angled her hips to take him in deeper. Kai clung to him as he stroked the fires
hotter, burning them both with the flames. Warmth rippled along her skin,
meeting the explosion as her release took her over the edge. A strangled cry of
delight lodged in her throat as she fought to be quiet and not alert the whole
house to her rapture. Alex wasn’t as inclined as he arched his head back, shouting
as his body shuddered as his hot seed spilled inside her.
She clung to
him, and he held her closer to his thundering heart. Shaken to her very core,
Kai pressed her forehead to his, listening to the sound of his heavy breathing,
winded by what they shared.

“Alex,” she asked in awe, “is it like this every
time?”

Grinning, Alex replied, “Baby, I have never
experienced anything as good as being in your arms.”

 
“I wouldn’t
say no to another round,” she whispered. Sapphire-blue eyes darkened, watching
him hungrily.

“Dammit, woman, if you keep looking at me like that
we won’t be going anywhere, and I need to feed.”

Disappointed when he rolled off and lay on his
back, she shrugged. “I get it.” She jumped off the bed and pulled out of the
dresser the black bra and underwear she’d purchased, and said over her shoulder
as she dressed, “I understand if a man as old as you can’t perform like you use
to.”

“Oh, really? Shall we put your theory to the
test?” He stalked her, eyeing her as she moved away, keeping a wary distance
from him. “What? Afraid of the big, bad wolf, little girl?”

Placing a staying hand out, Kai struggled to keep
from laughing. “No, sir. Wolves are not in the least intimidating to me.”

“Really.
Mayhap you haven’t met the right one.” A soft growl rumbled in his throat as he
sped to take her in his arms, finding only empty space. “What the hell?”

Appearing
next to the bathroom door, Kai wiggled a finger at him. “Now, now, Mister Wulf,
you said you were hungry.”

“I
am.” In a flash, he had Kai in his arms, fastening his mouth over hers,
deepening the kiss in savage hunger.

She kissed him tenderly, running her fingers over
the contours of his cheek, down the rasp of whiskers. “Alex, you really need to
shave.”

Running a hand over his face, issuing a rasping
sound as it came in contact with the stubble. He gave her a rueful half-smile.
“I’ll take care of it immediately.”

It never seized to amaze her what vampires could
do as she watched the dark stubble vanish and Alex was bare faced and
heart-stopping gorgeous again.

“Want to shower again before we head out to the
club?” he asked as he released her.

“No, I’m fine,” she replied as she went into the
bathroom and pulled on pair of leather pants, a white, ‘v’ neck, tee-shirt.

A sharp rap on the door had Alex yanking on his
clothes, grabbing his gun and tossing hers to her.
In the bathroom, she held it positioned and ready to fire
if they were attacked.

Alex
stepped to the side of door, out of line of fire from the other side. “Who is
it?”

“Edgar, sir. The bellhop.”

She held steady as he tucked his gun in the back
waistband of his jeans and opened the door. “Can I help you?”

“Sorry to disturb you, sir. Your suit is here,
along with a small leather case. And, I was instructed to hand you this
envelope personally.”

She tucked her gun in the back of her waistband
and stepped into the room. Dressed in his red uniform, Edgar stood beside a rollaway
luggage rack, a dove-gray colored, freshly pressed, Italian silk suit hung on
it. A metal case was on the floor of it.

“Hello, Edgar, nice to see you again,” she said to
him, smiling her brightest at him.

“Evening, Miss.” Edgar grinned, dimples exposed as
his dark eyes lit up. He handed Alex the envelope.
 
“Sir, do you want me to bring in your suit?”

“Edgar, wait.”
Alex frowned and took the suit off the rack, inspecting it.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, nervous by the way he
was checking the suit out. Alex laid it on the bed and retrieved the case and
set it on the table.

“Suit’s mine. I’d packed it in my suitcase I’d
taken on the plane. I was not expecting to have these back.” He cautiously
opened it and his tense shoulders relaxed. Withdrawing a pair of Beretta 92FS
pistols, converted to full-auto and given compensators to make them more
controllable in auto-fire: his guns! Dual shoulder holsters were in the case,
too.

“Why would Waters send you your guns and a suit
from our crashed plane?”

“If I were to make an educated guess, it would be
to give the Damned facing Lisle tonight hope they can survive her.”

Understanding now, she said with a smile, “Because
Alexander Walker never breaks his promise and you said you’d kill Lisle. Waters
gave you back your signature look, to give hope to the troops.”

“As you said, to rally the Damned and keep them
from fleeing in terror when Lisle arrives.” Alex asked, “Edgar, has there been
a woman hanging around this evening? Beautiful, silvery-blonde hair, on the
scary-stalker side?”

Edgar shook his head. “No, sir. I’d remember a
woman like her. Just a creepy-looking dude that smelt really bad has been in
and out of the hotel since 3 pm. Dude had weird eyes, like a person who died
and didn’t stay dead.”

“Ghoul.”

A short, nervous laugh shot from Edgar. “Ghoul?
Right, like they exist.” Kai gave him a steady look, not denying it. Edgar suddenly
wasn’t as cheerful. “You aren’t kidding, are you? Ghouls are real?”

“Sorry, kid, monsters exist and are hunting in
your town.”

“I knew it!” he crowed, surprising them both by
his exultation. “I knew there were things strange happening in Magdeburg.
Supernatural kind. Can I help you?”

“There is something you can do for us.” Alex
dropped the clips in his gun. Full. He loaded the clips back and set the guns
in the case, then he took the envelope and opened it, read the note inside. “Waters
is sending us a car. I’d rather check out
Club
Vampyre
without his men watching us. Edgar, can you take us?”

“Sure. My cousin owns a cab. We can escort
ya
there.”

Alex addressed Edgar. “Tell him to be here in half
an hour. I’ll give you five hundred dollars each to be our eyes and ears at the
club.”

“Hell, yes.” He dug out a cell phone and before he
could make the call, Alex stopped him.

“Edgar, we need supplies. Can you find and
purchase them for us?”

“What do you need?”

“Silver bullets.”

Edgar made to laugh but quickly shut up when he
realized Alex was serious. “What caliber?”

Alex took the notepad set beside the telephone and
wrote down what they needed. Handing it Edgar, he pulled out several thousand
dollars out of his wallet and gave it to the stunned kid. “Try to locate the
top nine items on the list, the rest we can work without if you can’t locate
them. It’s important to you and your cousin’s safety and ours, if you can
quickly fulfill my request.”

“Holy water? Why that?”

“Because it burns demon vampires.” Alex grinned,
exposing his fangs.

 
“Cool. Are
those real?” Edgar asked, peering closer at his white fangs.

“Quite real, I assure you. Want me to bite you to
prove it?” Alex’s grin widened into a wolfish one.

Instead of being afraid, Edgar grinned back as he took
the list and tucked it and the money inside his coat. “No, thanks. I believe
you. Damn, this means Eddie was right. He said the new club was crawling with
vamps. I knew there were werewolves, just not vampires, too.”

“Werewolves?” Kai repeated, exchanging a worried
look with Alex. “You’ve seen them in the city?”

“Not personally.
 
Couple of prostitutes told me they saw a wolf running around the bad
sector of town. Eating bums and druggies. I thought the silver bullets were for
it.”

“The Damned are allergic to silver. Was the wolf
 
silver and stood on two legs?”

“No, a big black one, running on four. What is the
Damned?”

“Demon vamps. Opposite of what I and Kai are. Must
be a vampire hunting in animal form. If you see one walking about on two legs,
run! Lisle is a nasty vamp who loves to play with her food.”

Blanching, Edgar asked in a squeaky voice, “Is
that one you asked about?”

“Yes.”

“How do you kill something that evil?”

“Holy water is the
only
thing that slows the bitch down. Silver bullets don’t do a
thing to stop her. The only sure way to end her is to cut off her head.”

“You don’t have machetes on the list.”

Kai took hold the hilt of her sword and pulled it
free the scabbard. “We don’t need machetes. We use swords.”

“Oh, okay. Uh, I know where to find the bullets.
Won’t take long. Since our town is famous for the Wulf of Magdeburg, the weapon
stores carry silver bullets for tourists and hunters who track up in the deep
country of the Harz Mountains, who think they might run into the Wolf.”

“And just who do you think the silver wolf is?”
Kai said as she sheathed her sword.

“Holy crap! Are you saying the Wolf of Magdeburg
is not dead?”

“She’s back and wants revenge.” Alex pulled his
gun out of his waistband and held it at his side. “Still want to help us?”

“Boss, I’m on the job. I won’t fail you.”

“Just don’t get killed. Be careful out there and
make sure you wear a silver cross.” Alex grabbed the water bottle from her
backpack and tossed it to Edgar. “Mind you, don’t drink it. Its Holy water and
you’ll need it if you run into a vamp.”

“Back
in half an hour.”

“Be
vigilant and watch for ghouls, too,” Alex warned as Edgar pulled the luggage
rack out with him, his cellphone pressed to his ear.

After
the door closed shut, she sat down on the bed and pulled on socks, her heeled
boots. “We need all the help we can get here, but are you sure you want to
involve Edgar? Don’t get me wrong, his enthusiasm is commendable, except he has
no experience fighting vamps.”

“He
and his cousin know the city and get us out, if we encounter a trap at
Club Vampyre
. Here.”

He
took the gun he had tucked in his waistband and handed it to her. Putting it on
the table, next to his gun case, she pulled her own tucked in her waistband and
set it next to it.
Alex slipped out of his jeans. Leaving his black
boxer briefs on, he pulled on the freshly pressed pants made of Italian silk
and fastened the button and zipped them. It was like watching a dance as he
carefully dressed, meticulous as the man she knew intimately to the one the
Damned feared and admired.
Threading
the leather belt through the loops, he buckled it and attached his holstered
gun to it at his hip. The plum-colored dress shirt was made of the finest silk.
Leaving the top four buttons undone, Alex pulled on black socks and the fine
Italian leather shoes of polished black. He drew out the coat matching the
pants and shook it out before hanging it on the back of the chair. Taking the
hairbrush out of the plastic bag, he quickly ran it through his hair, wincing
at the knots untangling. Finished, he handed it to her.

“Thanks.”
She sat on the bed and went to work on her hair.
 

He lifted the remote control off the night stand and
turned the flat screen television on. The reports from the local news confirmed
what Edgar told them.
“Three bodies were
found floating in the Elba, their throats torn out, bodies partially eaten.
More details later.”

She left the bed and put the hairbrush in the
plastic bag. Leaving her hair down, she grabbed her backpack and pulled out her
own dual shoulder holster, put it on and snapped it. Leaving her guns on the
table, she took the leather jacket she’d purchased and hung it on the other
chair.

Sitting beside Alex, who reclined on the bed, propping
his head with the pillows, she asked, “Alex, do you think there are actual
werewolves hunting in the city?”

“We exist. Why not other creatures of the night?”

“Monsters. Edgar called us monsters.” Kai pouted,
unhappy by the reference.

“Sweetheart, Edgar wasn’t talking about us. He
knows the difference.” He tugged on a lock of hair to get her to look at him.
“Why haven’t you braided your hair?”

“Can’t find my rubber band.” Kai stretched out and
laid her head on his shoulder. He put his arms around her, holding her close to
him. A knock on the door sent them rolling onto their feet, reaching for their
guns.

Too early for Edgar to return. Scanning, she was
surprised to find him and his cousin in the hallway. They were nervous and
excited. “It’s Edgar and his cousin.”

Alex opened the door and the young men grinned at them.
They wore matching, black leather coats, black tee-shirts, and jeans, combat
boots. They appeared surprisingly comfortable and ready to do covert operations
on a vampire club.

“Gentlemen, have you already gotten what we
needed?” Alex asked gruffly, holstering his guns in the harness he wore. She
did the same.

“We pretty much had most of it at home.”

“Come in then.”