Chapter 126

Jon snapped to his feet.

“Something is wrong.”

“She went to the bathroom, she will be back.” Richie looked at his watch worryingly.

Jon’s eyes were smouldering indigo coals.

“I can feel it. She is in trouble.”

Ksenia paled, getting to her feet, she rushed towards the bathroom, coming out with Ciara’s handbag dangling in her hand. “Jon!”

“She is in danger.” Jon was gone before Richie could get a word in.

Ciara’s terror was like blood to a hound dog and he rushed to the back of the club, out the backdoor.

Staring into the darkness he was overwhelmed with the scent of Ciara’s blood filling the night air. The presence of another, very aroused vampire yanked the creature inside him to full awareness and he moved swiftly towards beast consuming Ciara’s blood with greedy gulps, his body pressed lustily against her own, her thighs forced apart to accommodate his bulk...

Ciara’s naked thighs ripped the violence right from Jon’s soul and his hands gripped the other vampire’s shoulder hauling him back from her.

A scream erupted from Ciara’s raw throat as the vampire was yanked from her but a flood of relief washed through her as she saw the dark figure of a man behind him, thankful for her rescuer. Ciara dropped in a heap on the ground, trying to cover her nakedness, she pulled at the silken tatters in vain.

Dread stole the breath from her chest as she realized her rescuer was another vampire. The two strangers circled each other and suddenly clashed, ripping at each other’s throat, only one set of fangs hit the mark. Two pairs of glittering eyes shone in the darkness. Ciara heard a rip and smelled the sickening scent of fresh blood. Someone groaned in pain. Another snarl snapped in the dark and Ciara cringed, trying to will herself to move away but her rubbery legs wouldn’t obey.

Her attacker yowled painfully, grabbing his gaping neck, he stumbled backwards. The fighting, snarling vampires moved into the dim light and Ciara stopped breathing. The dark haired vampire was bleeding, his shirt in tatters, blood spurted from his neck. Her eyes turned towards her rescuer. His blonde hair sparked in the electric light, his shirt was soaked with dark, red stains.

Ciara’s teeth chattered as shock settled in her veins, coiling into a tight ball, she prayed.

What would happen after the blonde vampire finished the dark haired vampire off? Will he come for her? Finish the job?

Ciara felt life returning to her legs again and she wobbled to her feet. Nausea rose in her throat as she realised she was sitting in a puddle of her own blood.

The blonde vampire drew another howl from his opponent and just as Ciara thought she might see him deal the vampire a death blow, the dark vampire moved swiftly, disappearing out of view.

Ciara watched as the blonde vampire stood with his back to her, his body heaving from the extreme exertion. He turned slowly and Ciara’s blood turned cold with fear.

Keeping herself upright, she leaned against the wall, taking one step after the other she moved away until he turned completely around. Ciara felt the world sway dangerously.

The blonde vampire was staring at her now. His eyes were still glittering wildly, his fangs protruded past his lips, his face covered in blood. He pushed his face into his arm, sweeping it upwards, ridding it off the blood.

The face lifting from the bloody material was like a nightmare Ciara wished she could wake up from. She was staring into the eyes of the vampire haunting her dreams but the face was that of the man setting her veins ablaze with passion.

“Ciara...” pain flashed across his face, holding his hands up in protest he tried to explain.“Ciara please...please hear me out.” Her scream speared his soul.

Her new found energy set her into a flat run and all he could do was following her swiftly. Catching up with her easily, he gripped her arms, bringing her to a dead stop. He twirled her around, crushing her to his blood soaked chest.

“I won’t hurt you please...please baby just listen.” One hand cradled her head, the other pushed her into his frame, keeping her there.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Let me go. You bastard!” Her fingers tried to pry him from her.

“You are going no where. Close your eyes.”

Jon forced her to look at him, his face was familiar, yet frightening as hell.

“Close your eyes.” Her eyes lids fluttered close and she waited for his attack. The world spun and the next moment she heard the opening of a car door.

Jon bundled her inside and as soon as his hands set her free, she scuttled to the farthest corner of the limo, her body shaking uncontrollably. She felt faint as he slid into the seat, closing the door. The closing door took the remaining light with it and suddenly the limo was bathed in complete darkness.

His eyes shimmered like aqua coals in the darkness, freezing the blood in her veins.

“Ciara.” He moved closer.

“Oh God no! Don’t touch me! Nooooooooooo!” His hands touched her naked shoulder. Expecting him to claw at her, she gasped as he pulled the shredded silk together, covering her breasts.

“You looked so beautiful in this dress.” His growl had her cowering.

“What...who are you? Why?”

Jon sighed, gathering her fiercely, he pulled her tightly to him.

“God in heaven! You are ok.” He stroked her face, cursing viciously as his eyes rested on a purple bruise on her jaw. His hands searched lower, turning her head from side to side gently, he examined every inch, taking in every scrape, every bruise. Warm blood oozed from her hair and his head swept up, taking in her uneven pupils. His hands drifted lower, coming in to contact with the oozing stream of blood running in between her breasts.

Ciara stopped breathing, her trembling body and deafening gallop of her heart the only indication of her wellbeing.

“Ppppplease Jon...”

“Ssshhhhhhhhhh...I’m only going to help. Let me help ok?” His blonde head was migrating lower already, not waiting for her permission.

Jon licked at the gaping wounds, grimacing as the taste of the other vampire entered his mouth. Ciara was frozen to the spot, gripping the seat tightly she kept deathly still. Jon felt her body slack and he caught her as she sagged into a dead faint.