Van Helsing Rising - Helen Scott Page 0,42
Dragon screaming in pain? Surely if she has my gift he would be in agony right now. So why does he look more like he’s about to come in his pants?
When he drops her to the ground and follows her down, their mouths colliding in a kiss that looks like they are trying to devour each other, I know I' going to have to step in unless I want to watch them fuck. As entertaining as the prospect is, I'd rather watch Dani writhing under me than someone else. Not that I really feel any jealousy toward Dragon, which is strange.
Usually I’m a possessive sonuvabitch. After getting my "gift" I found only certain women were able to withstand my touch, which means that I have to be extremely careful who I take to bed. And if I took a woman to bed and she could stand my touch then she had better be prepared for my demanding ass to keep her there, day and night, as I took my fill.
Whatever had caused me to scream in pain from Dani's touch didn't seem to be affecting Dragon though. As hands start exploring under clothes, I walk over and jerk on the back of Dragon's cut and t-shirt, forcefully pulling him off Dani.
She lets out a whimper of pure need that has my cock hardening in my jeans. Fuck, she’s sexy.
"What the fuck is going on?" I growl, forcing my thoughts away from fucking Dani and to the task at hand. Hell, I still might have to kill her, and it’s that thought that kills any kind of hard-on I’m getting.
Dragon struggles against me as though he needs to get to Dani to survive, meanwhile her hands are down her shorts and her body is writhing on the ground.
"Dragon, focus. Is this your power?" I ask, letting the words wash over him like ice water.
He blinks.
"It's more intense than that," he pants, finally looking at me and not the woman on the ground. When his eyes glance at her again they go round and I automatically glance over my shoulder. The shorts she is wearing have been pushed down enough so that she can play with herself, which she’s doing, putting that delicious-looking pussy of hers on display. It doesn't escape my notice that she hadn't been wearing panties either.
The thought of her riding behind me with only those shorts protecting her is enough to bring my cock roaring back to life. As soon as I feel it begin to throb I look away, grabbing Dragon's chin and forcing him to do the same.
"What do you mean more intense?" I demand, trying my best to ignore the sounds coming from behind me.
"Like my power, but doubled. At first I felt terror like I hadn't felt in a long time, then she was squirming against me, and you know how that goes. The next thing I knew, I wanted her so badly I could taste it, taste her."
"So there was no pain?" I ask, needing to be sure.
"No. But you screamed?" Dragon says as though suddenly remembering.
"I felt my gift."
His face drops, realization settling in that this isn't normal. Having multiple powers is rare, but a recruit having the same exact powers as the two people testing them is unheard of. None of the Sons of Helsing have the same gifts. Whatever ability is gained is as unique as a fingerprint. One person having the same gift as two people? It’s beyond strange. Whatever is going on with Dani is like nothing we've ever seen with a new recruit before. Something isn't right.
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Dani
I’m stroking myself faster and faster, so turned on that my vision seems to be nothing but shooting lights, and then I come. I come so goddamn hard that I swear my body breaks into a thousand pieces. I can hear the sound of someone screaming Dragon’s name over and over again, but I’m only distantly aware that it’s me.
And then the waves of my desire finally dissipate, and I’m left floating. My panting fills my ears, and I slowly come back into my body. I can feel the hard earth beneath me. My hand is buried in my pussy, and I feel both more relaxed and more tense than I’ve ever felt in my life.
I blink several times and realize I’m looking at the sky. A low murmur of voices comes from somewhere to my side, and I let my head roll toward them. It takes me a long minute