𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 – 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐰𝐨
𝐁𝐲 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐋 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐫
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝…
In Sydney, Gavin has used Sovereign’s resources to secure what he believes could be the ultimate weapon. But not everyone in the organisation has faith in his plan and a secondary option is deployed. One that might destroy more than vampire kind.
In England, the fall of Tynan Ross has unearthed an enemy the Slades never saw coming. One far more personal, and perhaps more deadly, than even that mad tyrant. It will take more than Alicia has ever had to give to overcome the threat, and the price of victory might be too much to ask.
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Excerpted from Peace Keeper: Part Two (Undeadly Secrets, #6)
Copyright © 2021 Aaron L Speer
Clive crossed the street, hurrying to avoid traffic. Thursday was shopping night, no matter where he found himself. He only had to cook for himself, though. His girlfriend, if he could call her that, only ate one thing. Thankfully, he had all the supply she needed.
That didn’t stop him from cursing himself as he hurried to get to the supermarket, fifteen minutes before they closed. His time management sucked lately.
Passing an alleyway, he heard the sounds of a bottle breaking, muffled screams and scurrying feet. To the untrained ear, those noises might not even register. And they might be nothing. But, as someone who had served the undead for as long as he had, Clive looked into the almost pitch-black space, immediately alert. If he went on his merry way—and they were as he suspected: bait—an unsuspecting, kind-hearted person could wind up dinner.
Clive walked into the alley as he drew a serrated knife from his side sheath and pulled out his phone to shine a light ahead. He had no doubt that whoever had made the noise to draw him in had no problem seeing in the dark, so he wasn’t giving his position away.
That knowledge didn’t slow his heart rate, though, which he could feel thumping in his head.
A slight crunch behind him saw Clive whirling around to shine the torch left and right. He knew someone was there. Watching him. Hunting him. But he couldn’t see anything.
The chill of fear crept up his spine as he felt a presence close in, circling him. He forced himself to loosen his grip on the knife, sure that if he held it any tighter his palm would begin to bleed.
Keep calm… keep calm, he told himself. He turned the blade in his hand, faced it up towards his elbow, swallowed and lunged forward.
His arm was caught.
A hand he couldn’t see gripped him by the throat and lifted him, slamming him into a nearby garage door. Before he could utter a sound, the vampire had pressed into his body and its fangs had pierced his throat. It drank quickly, taking two gulps in mere seconds.
Clive tried to fight, but he was at fate’s mercy. Death’s door. Whatever you called it.
The vampire held him in place with one hand as the second snaked down to his groin and ripped his zipper open, almost tearing it, then gripped his cock with a power that both frightened and excited him. He was so hard that the act of freeing his cock from behind his pants saved him pain.
The vampire let go of him, leaning back and moaning at the taste of him. “A knife… really?”
Clive was breathless as he replied, “Vampire hunter. I thought it would be cool. Just… trying to play the part.”
“Lackey, you’re so weird,” Lauren whispered, pressing herself into him again, this time using her mouth on his. “I’ve bitten you… what are you going to do? Just let me get away with it?” she taunted.
Tasting his own blood fuelled an adrenaline charge that had him hiking her short skirt up, his hands cupping her arse and kneading her as he kissed her harder.
Clive lifted her as he turned and pushed her into the same garage door she had thrown him against, then lifted one of her legs and held it at his waist.
“Oh please, mister hunter, don’t hurt me—” She stopped speaking suddenly when Clive pressed the head of his cock directly against her clit, thrusting inwards. She looked at him, mouth slightly open, the blood still wet on her face. “Well, this just got a hell of a lot more interesting. Thought you weren’t ready for sex?”
“I’m not. But you’re still going to cum. Now, shut up,” Clive growled, gripping Lauren by the hair and leaning her head to the side so he could kiss her again. Deeper. Feeling the vibrations caused by her soft moans as he continued to jerk his hips back and forth, he let go of her leg to hold his cock in place.
Lauren began to move with him, wrapping her arms around him as she moved her lips to his neck again. This time she didn’t bite him. She offered tiny kisses, licks and nibbles over the goosebumps that were present.
“Don’t stop…” he pleaded as she held him.
He felt her knees shaking from the constant back and forth pressure on her clit, felt her come, then felt the slickness on her upper thighs. It wasn’t long before his own pleasure also ran down her legs, and slumping into her, he buried his face in her chest as his breathing calmed.
“Good boy,” she sighed, patting his hair. “Lie down with me.”
“What, here?” he asked, indicating the alley.
“Yes, here. It’s cool and it’s dark. Don’t worry,” she said, giving him a soft kiss on the lips. “I’ll protect you.”
“I suppose I did take you to a graveyard on our first date,” Clive admitted, lying down next to Lauren.
“I knew it!” Lauren said, her head on Clive’s chest after biting her fingertip and gently wiping it along the bite marks she had left on him, healing them with her own blood. “You totally thought that was a date. You were so into me.”
“And, as luck would have it, we were interrupted by a ghoul clawing its way out of its own grave. Which we then killed.”
“I killed, thank you very much.”
“You got a hard-on when spooning me on the ground.”
Clive shrugged. “You… have a really soft arse.”
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