Chapter 291 - The Vampire's Servant

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The other hunters had rushed off to their car after we got out of the club. I didn’t care. I was replaying the night in my head.

Emmalyn was perfect for me, really. She’d keep me on my toes, keep me on the straight and narrow. I would have to do more to get her than just wink and smile.

Soon, I was arriving at the house and parked my car. When I walked into the living room, it went quiet. I looked around. This wasn’t the time to be floating on air. I needed to take care of these fucks before I could chase my little witch.

“Hey, Derrick. Looks like you had a rough night.” Luke snorted.

“Someone followed me. I saw them. I don’t appreciate that I’m not trusted to gather my information in peace.” I growled.

“We were following you so we could watch out for you, Derrick. We didn’t want someone getting you before you had a chance at your hunt. We just happened to see you get turned down hard.” Paul snickered.

“That’s why she’s my contact. She’s the only straight woman I can’t seduce. She’s small and able to make herself blend in with people. She got me some good information tonight.” I grinned and approached the coffee table.

I pulled out the envelope and emptied out the contents. Pictures of Marius and his witch, Nightshade and his girl, other people in the house. Finally, an invitation to a graduation party after dark addressed to Marius.

“Looks like our targets know each other and they’ll be in the same place at the same time. I looked this place up online. It’s out of the way and backs onto the forest. There’s an old barn and a burned out old house, from what I can see. It’s pretty perfect for an ambush. The place they marked on the property is mostly surrounded by the forest.” I told them.

“We could be part of the hunting party to take out Death.” One of the men gasped.

“Not just Death.” I smirked. I pulled out a photo and pointed at a familiar face. “That’s the Traveler. We could wipe out half of the Vampire High Council in one attack. This means we’ll have a higher casualty rate than a normal hunt, but I’m betting this will be a small affair.”

“Why are Death and the Traveler going to a graduation party for a servant?” Luke asked.

“My contact says she’s not a servant. She’s a dhampyr. Her dad is Death. Her mate is Nightshade. And his sire is the Traveler.” I said.

“What’s a dhampyr?” Mitchell asked.

“Seriously? It’s fine if you’ve never heard of them. They’re pretty rare. Humans almost never see one. She’s half vampire and half human.”

“Half witch, you mean?”

“No. That appearing and disappearing thing must be her vampire power. Witches never mate with vampires. Even the dark ones. They may shack up, but vampires save mating for humans and the occasional shapeshifter.” I explained.

“You mean these three kids here might just be human and not vampire or witch?” He pressed.

“They’re traitors no matter what they are. The other girl is mated to a werewolf. You can see her mark in this photo. She’s probably already knocked up with his monster spawn. We need to take them all out.” I insisted.

“Derrick’s right. We can hammer out a plan in the morning. I want everyone rested.” Mitchell said.

The group broke up. A few carpooled up and drove out the RV park where they were camping. I went to the family room. They were letting me use the pull out couch to sleep on. It kept me nice and close, right where I wanted to be.

A little while later, I was quietly jacking off while thinking of my little witch. I was leaning my head back with my eyes closed. I wasn’t paying attention. It was something that could get me killed in so many situations, but I couldn’t think of anything but those glittering ice blue eyes.

It wasn’t until I felt two hands on my thighs that I realized I wasn’t alone. There were only two females in the house. I opened my eyes.

“Let me help you with that.” The daughter said with a smile.

I watched as she pulled my blankets down and slid me into her mouth. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Emmalyn’s mouth on me. She let out breathy moans. I needed release.

Pulling her off, I got off the bed and hauled her up, bending her over the arm of the couch and kicking her legs apart. I flipped her nighty up and ripped off her panties. I rubbed my cock between her legs.

“Tell me you want it.” I growled. “Beg for my cock.”

“Yes. Please. I want it so much. I’m so wet and ready for you. Take me.” She moaned.

I covered her mouth with my hand and rammed myself into her. My hand muffled her startled scream. I began pumping in and out of her, gripping her hip with my other hand as I kept her mouth covered.

Last thing I wanted was to be caught by her dad. I closed my eyes and imagined Emmalyn bent over the arm of the couch. It was almost enough to send me over the edge when her body started squeezing and the girl let out a muffled scream.

“Be quiet.” I hissed.

She whimpered as I pounded harder. I had to be careful. She wasn’t a wolf. She was human, like my Emmalyn. Just hard enough to feel good, but gentle enough that I didn’t break her.

I started groaning as I felt myself reaching my peak. She seemed to realize what was happening, because I heard her gasp and pull my hand from her mouth.

“W-wait! Don’t cum inside me! I’m not on birth control.” She pled in a whisper.

Goddess, getting my Emmalyn pregnant. That would be perfect. The way she would look at me, need me, love me. I was lost in that thought as I started releasing into the warm body beneath me.

“What if I get pregnant?” She asked panting once I pulled out.

“I’ll take care of everything, baby. You go on back up to your room and clean up. You need to rest for your first hunt.” I purred and patted her ass as she went by.

“Really? You’ll take care of me if I’m pregnant?”

“Sure thing.” I smiled.

She bounced out of the room and I felt the smile fall into a sneer. Like I would let any of those hunter bitches carry my pups. That was only for my Emmalyn. My perfect little witch.

That was the last time I’d dirty myself with other women. The next woman I stuck it to would be Emmalyn. I was a one-woman wolf from now on.