Untamed Force (Force of Nature Series) (11 page)

He started making a longer list and
pulled open the bag of chips he’d snatched the day before. He wasn’t fond of
chips really, but they took away the hunger pangs. Tomorrow he was going to use
some of the money he’d stashed in the hidey hole he’d had and buy him something
to eat, to wear, and also maybe a map or at least some paper to use.

Smiling, as he closed his eyes he
thought about the transgressions list he’d made. The wolf was going to be lucky
if he made it after the first hour. Rich fell asleep after finishing off the
chips and starting on the second bag. He wanted to get going as soon as light
crested over the mountain.

~~~

Phil looked down at the man he’d turned
vampire. Well, he and Holly had changed. Phil genuinely liked Myles and hadn’t
wanted him to die a senseless death. Changing him had been the only thing he’d
been able to do to make it so his friend would be around a bit longer.

“You can do this. All you have to do is
make him believe what it is that you want him to and it will work.”

Myles looked at him before looking at
the cell door again.

“Just go in and do it. I’ll be right
there with you so, if you don’t do something right, I can drain you both.” He’d
meant it as a joke, but Myles was either too tense to recognize it or he’d
really been reading up on what he could do. Phil laughed when Myles had brought
him the smut book he’d given him the week after he’d been changed.

“This is really…well, I didn’t think you
get books like this in print. I thought…I don’t know, I guess it was more of a
woman’s kind of read. You said she was a vampire? Is she dating anyone?” There
had been laughter, but Phil thought the new vamp had been serious.

“No, not that I know of. But she’s one
of the ancient ones. I guess she’d be nearly my mom’s age, maybe a little
older.” The author he’d told him to read was also a friend of his. Phil thought
maybe in a few years he’d introduce the former cop to her. She was something of
an enigma to even him.

His voice brought him to the present. “I
just use that weird voice and he’ll do what I need for him to do. Seems simple
enough. What are the side effects?”

“It’s called compulsion, and side
effects? Let me see… None if you do it right. Insanity if you don’t. But I’m
right here so you’ll do fine.” Phil waited a few heart beats. “Have you tried
biting anyone yet?”

“No,” Myles practically screamed at him.
Then in a much calmer voice, “No. I’m not…you said I’d be fine until I was
ready. And I’m not. Ready, I mean. I want to be sure that…I can’t do it yet. Especially
to a man. I’ve been…I can’t. Not yet.”

Phil nodded. He understood. He
remembered his first time and smiled. But he’d been prepared for it. This man
had been dropped into it. He nodded to the door. “We need to do this, Myles. The
man needs to be dried out.” He walked to the door. “Stacy wants him around and
this will be the only way.”

They walked into the small cell and
looked at the pitiful wolf sitting in the corner curled into a ball. He was
muttering to himself and Phil knew that he’d reached the point that if he didn’t
get dried out or get drugs soon he’d take his own life. He was already shaking
and had lost weight in the few days he’d been here. Phil said his name and
Harvey looked up at him.

“Do you have something to ease the
memories with you? Stacy said she’d take care of me. I don’t want to remember
this anymore.” He put his head on his drawn up knees. “I don’t want to remember
what he did. Please let me…give me something, I beg you.”

“We’re going to give you something.
Something that will make you feel much better.” Phil nodded at Myles. “I have a
friend here I’d like for you to meet. He’s going to give you what you need.”

“Harvey, my name is Kramer, Myles
Kramer. I’m here to help you.”

Harvey looked at him though bloodshot
eyes then back to the floor in front of him.

“You’ll need to look at me for me to
help you.”

“I’d rather just die, thank you, though.
I’ve been…I let him kill them both and I did nothing to help them because I was
a fool.” He glanced up before looking back down. “Just do me a favor and kill
me now. I know what you are and my blood, while tainted, is better than a drug.”
He laughed bitterly, but didn’t look up.

Phil put his hand on Myles’ shoulder and
pushed him to the floor.
“Pull his chin up and he’ll look at you. As soon as
he makes eye contact you’ll have to work fast to make him continue to look at
you.”
He reached Myles through their link and continued to encourage him.
“As
soon as you have his mind tell him that he’ll not want drugs again. That as
soon as he thinks about them he’ll get ill and not want anything to do with
them. Then, once you do that, I’ll fix his body.”

Phil watched as Myles did what he’d told
him to do. It was practice for him really. It was a way to get used to some of
the powers that he had and to use them under circumstances that Phil, as his
maker, could control. What Phil had planned was much more dangerous and a whole
lot more work. He was glad that he’d fed well before coming here to do this.

As soon as Harvey nodded that he’d
understood Myles and that as far as he was concerned there would be no more
drugs passing through his body, Phil knelt down in from of the man as Myles
stood up.

He took the man’s arm and pulled up his
torn sleeve. Track marks nearly the length of his arm were red and bruised. He
could see his legs were as bad. Phil could make those go away too, the
reminders that he’d been a drug addict for a long time, but didn’t want the man
to be too terrified about all this.

Phil ran his sharpened nail down the
needle marks and watched the small drops of blood gather there. It wasn’t to
bleed him out, but to have an outlet for the poison that was there. Phil closed
his eyes and used his magic to make the nasty shit the man had been putting in
his veins for so long leave.

He heard the man sobbing. He had
expected that. Men or women doing drugs this long would feel the withdrawal
much more than a new junkie. Even the begging, begging to be left alone was
expected. What he’d not expected was the connection he’d gotten from the man,
the almost maker to child kind of connection. And he’d learned a great deal
more about Harvey’s brother.

When Phil fell back against the floor
exhausted, he reached for his mate.
“Come to me now. I need for you to relay
a message to your brother.”

Holly was there almost instantly. One of
the things she’d gotten from him was his ability to travel quickly on her own. He
took her hand into his and gave her what he could, nearly everything that he’d
gotten from the man, excluding the drugs.

“Tell your brother to go there now.
There is more money there than he could spend in several lifetimes.” He pulled
his hand free, but nearly wept with relief when he smelled her blood at his
nose. “I love you.”

“I love you too, you moron. Now feed. And
if you think this gets you out of getting yelled at later then you’re nuttier
than the man in the corner.”

He drank from her greedily and felt his
cock swell.

“Behave. We have company and I don’t
have time for your shenanigans right now.”

He could smell her need and was pretty
sure that both men could as well. A low growl made Myles leave the room, but
Harvey could not. He looked up at her as he sealed the tiny wounds. “I’ll
expect you back later. I have a need to make you mine again.” He sent her
thoughts and visuals of just what he planned to do to her. “And that’s not even
half of it.”

She left him there to go to her brother
after a long and very unsatisfying kiss from her. He looked over at Harvey. What
to do with him now, he wondered. He was pretty sure that he’d not reach for his
brother the alpha, but wasn’t sure if the idiot could reach for Harvey. He
decided to leave him here for now but make things a bit more comfortable for
him. He was very glad that Myles had also forbidden him to kill himself or harm
himself in any way. Phil was proud of the man for thinking of it.

Chapter 9

Dallas went to the area and looked
around. It was pretty much as Holly had told him it would be, but nothing too
out of place. The large dead tree was just where he’d been told and he went
there to see if the thing was as full as he’d been told it would be.

It was.

The bags, back packs, briefcases, as
well as trash bags were all there. He pulled them out and set them on the
ground beside him. He heard the Jeep pull up and only stopped long enough to
see that it was his mate before he pulled out the last four bags.

“That’s all the money?”

He shrugged before picking up the first
bag and opening it.

“Holy shit. What the fuck was he doing
saving it if he didn’t use it for his pack? How much would you guess is there?”

Dallas didn’t know, but he’d bet his
last nickel it was more than even Harvey had thought. He tossed the bags in the
back of the Jeep and pulled her into his arms. He’d not seen her much today and
needed her badly. “I want you to get naked and lay down. I want to eat you. I
didn’t get to last night and I so want to play.” She grinned at him, but didn’t
move. “Or I can strip you down to your skin and have you standing up.”

She still didn’t move and he took a step
with her to back her against the car. When he reached out to take her shirt
into his hands he watched her eyes darken with need. Tearing her shirt from her,
he heard her sigh. When she reached up, unclasped her bra, began to cup her own
breasts and play with her nipples, he dropped down in front of her.

The jeans didn’t fare any better than
her shirt. But he had her, now, where he wanted her. Putting his hands into the
sides of her panties and pulling them from her, he watched her breasts tighten.

“Please, Dallas. I want to feel your
tongue inside of me. Please?” She opened her legs and leaned back against the Jeep.
“Please?”

He kissed her mound and then licked the
clit that was peeking out from her tender folds. When she moaned low he teased
her with his tongue before taking the little nubbin into his mouth and
suckling.

Wet heat filled his mouth and he needed
more. Lifting her leg up and resting it on his shoulder, he opened her wider
for him. Now he could take her harder, deeper into his mouth.

Her first climax was a surprise. When
she cried out she wound her fingers into his hair and held him to her as she
flooded his mouth. Sliding his finger into her sheath, he felt her tighten
around him and, before he could go much further, she came again. As he laid her
down she was begging him to take her.

“Not yet,” he said to her as he guided
her to the ground. “I need my fun. You’ve come so fast that I’ve gotten a good
taste, but I want the climax that you’ve been holding back from me.”

“Holding back? Are you nuts? I’ve come
so hard that I don’t think I can move after that.” He moved between her legs
and settled in. “Dallas, please? I want you to fuck me. Please?”

“Not yet. And you do have one. I promise
you. When you come you’ll see what I mean.” He slid his fingers inside of her
and watched her eyes close. “Watch me, love. I want to look up and see your
eyes when you’re ready for me.”

He wanted to take her now. He wanted,
not just to fuck her, but to pound into her deep, fill her with his cock and
then his seed. Moving slowly to her pussy he marveled again that she was
finally his.

When he took her juices into him this
time he let a little of his beast go. Not enough to shift, but enough that his
wolf could taste her. He felt his tongue lengthen and stretch so that she could
feed him.

His wolf stirred then growled low his
satisfaction at the treat he was getting. Dallas reached down and unsnapped his
pants to free his painful cock and drank more from her. He watched her face,
looking for the moment she was at her peak again.

“Dallas, Dallas, Dallas, Dallas, Dallas,
Dallas,” she said his name over and over. When he felt her getting close he sat
up and nearly went back to dining on the best meal he’d ever had when she
whimpered.

His clothes were off and he was settled
at her entrance. Dallas slid in slowly; his cock filled her and his wolf
snarled at him. He was going to have her faint from this encounter and, when
she did, he was going to crow like a fool.

Her legs wrapped around him and her body
rose up to meet him, trying to encourage him to deepen himself into her. But he
only stopped. When she whimpered again and laid back, he moved slowly into her.
In and out, he took his time. He wanted this to last, and it would even if it
nearly killed him.

When he was as far as he could go, his
balls at her warm, wet ass, he started to roll into her, looking for the moment
when he touched her sweet spot. Every time he touched it, she tightened. When
she did, he’d purposely miss it a few times until she was under control again. Dallas
felt the sweat roll off his back.

His cock was full and he could feel his
balls tighten against his body. He was so ready that he knew if he waited much
longer he was going to hurt when he did finally come. When he nuzzled her neck,
finding the pulse beating hard enough to nearly hear, he touched her inside
once then a second time. She was tightening around him so much now that he was
having trouble fucking her around it.