Five Night Stand (Fox Brothers Book 2) (13 page)

“You, you make me wet.”

“I did that.” Max shoved two of his fingers inside Scar.

“Yessssss.” Scar moaned as her chin pressed into her chest.

Max fingers slowly glided in and out of Scar’s deep wet hole. Max removed his hand and thought of putting her creamy juice in his mouth. He stopped himself worried about what that could mean for him. Instead he smelled his fingers.

“You still smell so sweet.” Max shoved his fingers back inside Scar. He rubbed his thumb over her clit and he fingered-fucked her until she squirmed and shook with delight.

This was really happening. He was finger fucking a vampire. Or was it Scar? It was so hard for him to make a clear distinction.

“I want to fuck you.” He declared.

“Please fuck me.”

Max worked his fingers in and out of her. “I ah, the fangs.”

“I’m not going to bite you.”

“When was the last time you fed?”

“Ohhhh!!!’ Scar’s eyes closed as she chose to concentrate on Max’s fingers instead of his questions.

“Scar answer me.” Max grabbed one of her perky nipples. He wanted to taste it so badly. They were cold like ice cream cones. He remembered how the chilled taste made his dick hard.

“Last night.”

“You’re hungry.”

“I’m hungry for your big ass dick.”

Max’s eyes bulged and his cock got hard enough to break into two equal pieces.

“Scarlet.” He moaned her name. Against his better judgment he leaned over and seized her mouth. He kissed her like a beast. He never stopped plunging his fingers in and out of her wet hole.

Scarlet’s new heartbeat was working overtime. She could feel her eyes irises turning completely crimson. She could feel her fangs stretching to break free from her gums. She pushed Max away.

“My fangs.”

Max took a look as they grew from out of nowhere.

“Fuck me from behind.”

Max shook his head yes. This was an answer to his dilemma. He backed away so Scar could move to all fours. He ran his entire palm over the space between her legs and wiped up all her sweet tea. He wanted to lick it up but would that turn him. He didn’t know. He resisted the urge to clean her pussy with his mouth.

Max removed his shoes, pants and boxers while Scar patiently waited. He moved to his knees and decided to place one leg on the floor of the backseat. He looked out the back window and took a heaping handful of Scar’s ass in one hand.

Max’s dick was so hard he wondered how that was possible. He was afraid to enter her even though she was arching her back and moving her ass in seductive circles.

Fear wasn’t his strong suit but he knew how magically delicious her vampire pussy felt the last time.

He kneaded her butt cheeks with both hands and tried to open her hole. He remembered the tightness, the suction, the moisture. Then he thought it was now or never. He meant to inch his way in but he rammed her full force when he realized she was a vampire. She could take it. She wouldn’t break if he fucked her like a crazy hunter freak on speed. He moved slow at first and listened to her piercing moans as he hit the shallow side of her canal. He heard his name more times then he could count but he was determined to stay inside her taut and scorching snatch for as long as he was able.

He thought of how he could fuck her all day and all night but then realized he couldn’t fuck her in the daytime at all. Then he thought who gave a fuck. He could just fuck her all night long. He had to rest sometime. He wished he could see her face. He wished he could stuff his big cock in her tasty mouth. But he didn’t need that. This was enough to sate him. This was enough to make him fall for her all over again.

Scar reached in between her legs and cupped Max’s balls. He thought he would explode when he felt the chill on his nuts. She squeezed his hanging twins gently and he thought he would lose it. He pulled out far enough to see her sex lotion coated all over his throbbing cock. The image made him amp up his pace. He rammed her hard and fast until she joined in his pace and bucked back onto him.

“I’m coming. Scar shit! I’m coming.” He announced over the loud speaker that was her moans. Max grabbed both her wrists making her face fall into the leather seat. He clamped her wrists to together with his hand. He raged hard and fast and exploded inside her sloshy hole and pumped until he released every single drop of Max Fox inside her.

Max held his breath as he felt Scar come all around his cock. Her pussy convulsed and her body shook as her orgasm reach them both.

Max released her hands and slapped her on the ass. They both sat facing each other with their backs to the car doors.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

“Yes.”

Max watched as her swollen nipples moved with every breath she took. She had a heartbeat. Weird.

“We both survived.”

“Max.”

“Yes.”

“Let me taste you.”

“What?”

“Just one taste before we go inside the restaurant.”

“No fucking way.”

Scar’s face turned to pure anguish. She started to cry. Fuck! Max was too stunned to move. She was crying, real tears, a vampire crying.

“Scar, please don’t do that.” He asked but she ignored him. He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked naked, sitting in front of him crying like she was human. Then his chest got tight and he thought for a moment her tears would make him cry. No, he couldn’t have that.

“Scar, okay, no stop. What do you want to do to me?” Max leaned forward and grabbed both of her hands. He waited as she tried to muzzle her whimpers. “Tell me what you want.”

“I, want, a little taste.”

“Blood?”

“Yes. I promise I won’t hurt you.”

“Jesus you don’t just want to punch me in the face instead.”

“I want to taste your blood. I won’t take too much.”

He was actually thinking about granting her request. He was a rebel. He was fearless but this was fucking crazy.

While he was thinking about it Scar took the opportunity to straddle him. She sat faced toward him on his lap. He moved to place his back against the seat instead of the door.

Scar brushed her nipple across his lips. He sucked her entire breast into his mouth as his hands glided around her waist.

“Max.” Scar called and he moved off her breast to look up at her. Scar’s fangs discharged as Max watched. He got knots in his stomach as he watched in awe. Scarlet licked the sharpened tips of her fangs. “Trust me.”

Scar bent and lipped Max’s lips with only her tongue. She wouldn’t dare kiss me but she licked his chin. She trailed down his neck to his collarbone and back to his neck. She licked the area that enticed her.

Max closed his eyes and waited for death. Scar brushed the pointed tips of her fangs over his warm skin. She could smell the blood underneath the surface. She willed herself not to go too far. If she ever hurt Max she would fall on a silver blade.

Max held on to her waist. He knew that wouldn’t do any good but something willed him to not be a chicken shit. He was Max Fox. This was a fucked up situation but a request he had to fulfill. He owed her. His chest caved as the fangs scratched at his skin. What ever she was doing was making his cock stir.

“UGH!!!” He cried out as the fangs pierced his skin. Pain. He had a long list of expletives but his cock jumped to attention. It arched like he hadn’t just cum hard moments ago. He couldn’t feel her fangs anymore but he could feel the aching pulsating cry of his cock. She lowered down on his pole and quivered when she covered him wholly. She was on his neck drinking his blood, maybe draining him but all he could think of was stuffing her from underneath. He started ramming her from underneath and he pushed in so deep she dislodged from his neck.

She lifted her face and he looked up to see her bloody fangs. His blood was trickling down her lips on to her chin and dripping to her bouncing tits.

“What the fuck!” He said it out loud when he thought it was only in his brain. Scar bounced on his thickening pole as he slammed his meat deep inside her lubed walls. Scar grabbed his neck with one hand and covered his neck wound.

“AHHH!!!” She screamed out loud enough to shatter the windows. Max reached up and grabbed her one bloody tit and smeared the blood all over it. He pumped into her three times hard and watched as she convulsed around his cock. The sight took him to the edge. He filled her with cum and collapsed into the leather. He was dizzy. His vision was blurry. But he knew he was still very much alive. His overworked cock was still jumping inside of Scar.

He tried to catch his breath. He knew he was a sick twisted son-of-a-bitch but it was too late now. He crossed the line and the line after that and the line that hid from the other lines. Shit! Scar was amazing. He had never come harder than that. He actually saw stars, colorful stars and a few yellow diamonds and green clovers.

“There’s blood everywhere.”

“You made a mess. You’ve been a vamp long enough to know how to stay clean.”

“I’m always clean.”

“Really.”

“I don’t know why I was so messy. It was because you were moving inside me.”

“Was I supposed to play dead?”

“No.” Scar frowned.

Max decided to stop with the wisecracks. “There are napkins up front in the middle.”

Scar lifted herself off of Max’s cock. He was soft but not yet flaccid. She turned and reached over the seat. Max stared at her ass and all the icing that decorated her round rear.

She turned to him and handed him two napkins. “I have to clean up in the bathroom.”

“Me too.” Max wiped the blood from her chin. “Let’s just throw our shit on and go in.” They both went to various corners of the car to retrieve their clothing.

CHAPTER 13

The ride back to the hotel was fairly quiet. When they pulled into the lot of the Harvester Motel things seemed to lighten up. Max turned off the car as Scar grabbed the paper bags of fast food.

“Scar, I don’t want to let you go.”

“Don’t let me go.” Scar pleaded.

“Things between us have changed in a way that I can’t even wrap my mind around.”

“I’m happy to hear you say that because I don’t know what the hell is going on.”

Max smiled and Scar returned it. She sure seemed like old Scar. He could almost forget that she fanged him. No he couldn’t really ever forget that.

They got out the truck and walked up the stairs to room 224. They entered and Ryan was sitting up in one of the beds with Cyan tucked under his arm.

“What took you guys so long?”

“Line, long line.” Max lied.

Ryan’s forehead creased. “Cyan’s really tired and hungry. She talked to me. Oh my god Max, every little thing she does is magic. She showed me how she makes fire.

“Black demon magic.” Max says. Scar shoots him the evil eye as she removes food from the bags and places it on the one lone desk.

“When she touches me she can communicate. It’s like some psychic ability or something.” Ryan gets off the bed and walks over to the bags of food.

“That’s how she talks to me.” Scar adds.

“How can she do that? You’re not possessed anymore so how can she send images to you.” Max asked concerned by all this magical crap.

“I don’t know, maybe because I’m her dad. I told her not to kill any more people.

Max’s twisted his lips. “I’m sure that’s going to work.”

“Cyan said Scar told her the same thing and she promised me she won’t start any fires or kill any humans.”

Scar crawled into bed with Cyan and handed her some chicken nuggets and cold fries. Ryan looks back and sees that Scar is feeding his kid and he doesn’t have to. He sits at the desk and eats a burger while Max sits on the vacant twin bed with a double meat burger of his own. Max watches as Scar shares fries with Cyan. They all eat in silence. The television plays as background noise.

“So what, you believe her?” Max asked Ryan in a whisper. “You believe she won’t kill anyone else.”

“Yeah Max I do.” Ryan whispered back.

“Why?”

“I don’t know. She said Scar said not to. She likes Scar and wants to keep her.”

Ryan and Max looked over at the other bed. Scar was cuddling Cyan. The little girl had fallen asleep in her arms.

Ryan tilted his head toward the door. “Let’s step outside.”

Some conversations were meant to be private. Sure Scar’s eyes were closed but she had that vampire hearing. The Fox’s both stepped outside the motel room door.

Ryan spoke first. “I think I should let Scar take Cyan with her.”

“You got to be fucking kidding me.”

“No, Max.”

“She is not some lone killer vamp. She is one of Drack’s followers. Remember him. He’s the big game.”

“I know who he is.”

“He’s the guy the locked your ass away only to let you leave to be possessed by him.”

“I know all that but he didn’t kill me. He let me go. He even jumped my body with me still being intact.”