The Cornwall Coven, Book Three; Demonic Pandemonium
January 29th 2010
Erotic Paranormal Romance (Vampires)
Sex, blood and rock and roll
Pandora is a half-demon, alone in the world and good as abandoned, with a mother who barely tolerates her and a father who is unable to be with her nearly often enough for her tastes. She keeps to herself, and tries not to associate with others often, lest they discover her secret—until she meets Kevlar Cornwall. The two collide in ignorance of one another, but the sexual-attraction is indisputable and cannot be ignored, growing more profound with every passing moment. It blinds them to the lurking danger hiding just around the corner, out to end both their lives and everyone either of them have ever known or loved.
Excerpt Five (RATED: R):
“No, Pan.” Kev pressed his lips to mine again, only to pull back. “I don’t care about anything before right now. All I’m asking for is from now on. I know you’re scared, and no matter how it appeared, you were just protecting yourself. After all these years on this earth that is one thing I understand. Having said that, I’m too damned selfish and scared to die alone.”
“You’re not selfish—and I won’t let you be alone.” No matter how much it hurts me.
“Please, let me have you, the comfort of your body.”
“You’re Coven is right there.”
“To be honest, I don’t really care. But if we’re quiet, they’ll never know,” he whispered back. “Not even the demon blood enables them to read my mind now. Short of them coming to find us, I think we’re safe.”
I just smiled, trailing my hands down his sides to the rim of his jeans. His biceps bulged on either side of my face as he lifted his body so I could unzip him, and tug them down to his knees.
“Impatient?” He whispered.
“Very. I haven’t touched you all afternoon.”
He chuckled, and then my pants disappeared. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his cock. I ran my thumb over his head, until he trembled. He lowered his body between my legs as I led him, needing to feel him, one last time.
My body was so ready for him, primed and wet. When he slid inside of me, nerve-endings jolted awake, the sensation bringing immediate devastating. His lips closed over mine, and he surged forward.
For one blessed moment I could forget everything, even the people who stood feet from us. But as far as I could tell, they weren’t concerned about what we did.
“Even if this is my last night, there isn’t anyone else I would want more to spend my last sane moments with,” Kev murmured sincerely in my ear.
“I won’t let you die, Kev.” I wrapped my legs around. His pace slowed, savouring it. “I can’t.”
His lips stole my reason, his rhythm robbed my mind of thought. Kev swallowed the small moans that escaped my lips, to be heard by no one other than us.
We both came serenely. No one had noticed anything, other than perhaps our absence. I bit my lip now that our too short reprieve had come to a close.
Nothing else to delay us any further.
My arms curled around his neck, not wanting to let him go. Going after Coren didn’t sound as good to me anymore. Not at the expense of the first person who had a shot at understanding who I really am.
Call me egocentric for this, with all that could be at stake, but it was how just how I felt.
“I will probably do something stupid to save you, you know that don’t you?” I felt him smile against my cheek.
“That’s nice of you.” He kissed my forehead, the earlier anger completely vanished.
He shoved his face into my neck and hair as if to hide from the world. His arms closed around me, and I felt the fine tremor in his shoulders.
“Every time I go on a mission, intellectually I know I could die,” Kev said in a peculiarly shaky voice. “To know that I’m predestined to die. I don’t think I am meant to come back from the dead this time around, am I?”
I avoided answering that, since I didn’t know myself. If my dad had known that, he wouldn’t have been so worried. “Ivor didn’t say if it was predestined.”
“But just like you said, you don’t know. I never thought it would undermine me this way, but I can’t stop thinking about it,” he admitted. “It makes a big difference now.”
My hands ran over his back to try and console him in a way I had never comforted another living being before.
“You’re not a vampire anymore Kevlar, that has to mean something.”
“I hope so.” Kev moved to get up, but my arms had other ideas.
I’d still attached myself to him when he stood on his feet. He chuckled, but sadness reigned.
“We have to go,” he whispered brokenly.
“No.” Tears burned in my eyes, for I didn’t know what to say to this man who had come to mean so much to me.
“Baby, please,” he begged. “It’s hard enough as it is.”
The tears spilled over my lashes when I unwrapped myself from him. I turned away, clothing my body in all black; jeans, t-shirt and even socks. It seemed appropriate.
His hand closed around my arm and turned me around. His soulful eyes took in my tear stained face with malice. His thick fingers tentatively touched my face, wiping them away.
“For what?” I asked.
“If I can’t be there for you.” He shut his eyes. “Promise me you will stay with Max and Corrine if—I’m not here.”
“I can take care of myself.”
“We both know that isn’t really true, baby. You pretend, but you’re not happy. I need you to be happy—and I need you not to be alone anymore. They would be your friends—your family, the people you run to. Max and Corrine will be able to help you, and Marcus, Kelly, Sara, Holly, Ryder—all of them will be there for you. I need to know that you will be alright. Please, promise me.”
“Fine, I promise.” I blinked and a next flood of tears released.
“Don’t cry for me, Pan. If it is my destiny to die, so be it. Life does not end with death, for we only move on to the next.”
Then why do you say that like it is the end? But, I wasn’t quite self-absorbed enough to give voice to those words.
His face changed back to the cold and unfeeling, but I knew it wasn’t for my benefit, but for the rest of them.
“Ivor gave us the general area,” Milindya said to Holly when we walked back around the alcove of bush. “I think we should check it out.”
“It’s a place to start. I’m sure he has a better range than we do,” Holly replied.
I smiled as they underestimated my dad. Ivor would know exactly where Coren occupied, and what he was doing. It was only a matter of being permitted to convey it to us. I knew he had stretched even that whisper-thin.
I wondered if my dad had changed their memories or not, because it didn’t seem like it. He had stayed all day long—escaping only a few short hours passed. I hadn’t thought to ask, and to me, it didn’t really matter anyway.
Not one of them looked scared or even timid about what would come, even though we knew this wasn’t just a normal, everyday hunt. It wasn’t just one or two irate vampires who needed to put down.
And one fact wouldn’t leave me alone;
Tonight, Vancouver could get its first real taste of hell.