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  The view from between her thighs was one he wanted to remember on a postcard with the words Wish I was Here emblazoned on it. The deep pink petals of her sex were glittering with moisture. Hector leaned forward and tasted her, closing his eyes as he groaned when the sweet juice of her lust set off a roaring wave of heat in his loins.

  Taking a deep breath for control, and inhaling more of her natural perfume, he slid a finger into her, swirling it in the glistening moisture before working it slowly in in short thrusts. She arched her back and purred at the mild penetration, encouraging him to go deeper. Hitting the barrier inside her sheath surprised him a little. He tested it and it held without tearing.

  Gritting his teeth, he slid another finger into her body, stretching her a little for the cock that ached to be inside her. Her heat was amazing. Scalding satin flexed and contracted around his fingers, hot enough to make him aware, but not hot enough to burn. Gods above, he wanted that burn.

  The small bud at the top of her open petals was rock hard when he tested it with his tongue, rivalling his cock for engorgement. He used his tongue to flick and swirl around it, with a random suck now and then while still working her with his fingers. Her temperature rose, high, higher and spiked when she screamed her release to the open air.

  Gods, he loved a woman who made a lot of noise. The next time she screamed like that, he would be inside her.

  “Okay, Hector, get your damned fingers out of me and explain why I am naked.”

  He knew his gambit had worked. Magic healed, you just had to find the trigger. He raised his head, a grin spread over his features as he took in her flushed and satisfied look. Her hair was wild and the blush spread across both perfect breasts with their rosy peaks. If he could have her in his bed with that look twice a day, he would die a very happy man.

  * * * *

  The shine on his lips was from her juices and her skin stayed flushed. He pulled his fingers out of her, slowly causing the unconscious clenching of muscles that she had never worked on before.

  “Let me guess, magic healing?”

  “Yes. Since you wouldn’t shift, I had to appeal to your other nature.”

  Those words stumped her. “You know I am…”

  “A fire elemental, like your father. Yes.”

  He knew her father. Wait. Then his reason for being at the auction… She didn’t have a chance to think on it anymore when a figure broke through the window, strode to the door and gripped her in his arms.

  Hector howled and lunged for them, but was stopped by a blast of the same energy that had broken the window. His gnashing teeth and clawing hands did not help him as the energy pushed him back against the wall and held him tightly in place.

  “My dearest Hailey, I am so happy to meet you at last.” The voice was deep, dark and chilled her to the core with its urbane lack of emotion. “I am Xavier and you are mine.”

  He turned her in his arms, letting her see the creature that held her. “I have waited a long time for you, Hailey, it is very difficult to find a virgin in today’s society.”

  She shuddered at the cold perfection of his ivory skin and coal black eyes. The silky midnight of his hair brushed his naked shoulders, bringing her to the awareness of her own nudity against him. There was an erection within his leather pants, but if he wanted a virgin, he wasn’t going to do anything about it.

  Cold comfort. “Why a virgin?”

  “When I fell, I was told that only a virgin would have the power to free me from the mortal realm. It took several false starts before I realized that it had to be a virgin with power. Your grandfather assured me that you have the ability to shift and your scent declares your untouched state, so we are going to try and see how you taste.”

  “Taste?” She swallowed heavily, sharp white points were stretching out of his mouth and she just knew she wasn’t going to like this.

  His answer was to bite deeply into her neck while Hector howled and thrashed in the background. Pain flowed freely, but Hailey stood still to keep his teeth from tearing her apart. The strength in his jaw was incredible so she simply put all of her survival instincts into holding completely still.

  When he released her, she would have fallen, but his arms around her held her up. Tenderly, he licked the wounds on her neck closed, but she was only conscious enough to register the cold slither of his flesh against hers.

  His happy growl was chilling. “That was wonderful, now take my blood and be beside me as we tear through the veil of eternity.” His teeth ripped open his wrist and, without ceremony, he held it to her mouth.

  Trickles of coppery ichor ran into her mouth without her willing it. His thumb pressed her jaw and held it open for her to take more of him.

  Hector’s growls were no longer human and, when the wolf pushed through the energy field to take the creature down, Hailey was not surprised. The enormous wolf carried the vampire out the window with a crash that removed all remaining glass and hopefully did some damage. The vampire was riding her fresh blood though, and it was a heady thing to drink the blood of a powered virgin.

  Hailey dropped to her knees and shoved her fingers down her throat, throwing up all of the vamp blood that she could. When some of her lunch came up as well, she smiled grimly, she had gotten as much as she could.

  The bit of vamp blood inside her joined her to Xavier in a way that made her nauseous all over again. He was enjoying the battle with the great wolf, and counting on his backup to arrive in the form of the vampires who were surrounding the motel and café. Son of a bitch.

  Stupid looking or not, she was going to have to shift and get into that fight. Kill the vamp and destroy his bloodline. Of course, she could feel changes in her already so she now qualified as a member of his bloodline.

  It was easier to shift when naked, and easier still when she had high adrenaline, so out into the battle she ran.

  While Hector tried to rip Xavier’s throat out, she climbed his back and used her knees and arms to break his wings. One advantage down. He screamed and threw her off, launching her through the air and that was all that she needed. Coming down on all four paws, her fur a black and red flaming combination that melted the snow around her for meters. She howled, throwing her head back and letting the flame of her other self gear up to high.

  Waves of heat came off her as she approached Xavier, the wolf and vamp stopped their battle to watch her come toward them. Four feet high at the shoulder and bristling with flame, she was not your average wolf. She was the next generation and proud of it.

  Faster than the eye could track, she ran for Xavier and tore a chunk out of his shoulder. Where her teeth sunk in, flame erupted. She worried at him, tearing bits, circling and always staying out of his reach.

  The creature was completely engulfed in flames, he had been foolish to take her blood, it carried her talent within it. His cold skin felt heat, raw and blistering from top to toe. His wings were gone, burned as soon as they tried to regenerate. He was hers, and she would burn him to the ground.

  She circled him, his minions tried to get to him, but a growling snap from her jaws sent them scurrying back. She was not stopping until Xavier was nothing but ash.

  Hector came toward her, his head low as he sniffed at her cautiously. She let him in, her talent buffering him from the blaze of heat she was generating. Xavier was really hard to burn.

  She let Hector rub his head next to hers and exchanged scents with him. She yelped and bit him when he was a little too interested in getting under her tail.

  The pile of ash that was Xavier collapsed with a shocking finality. Hector pawed at the ashes, clawed them around, and in a move that made Hailey bark in amusement, peed on them.

  The vampires nearby collapsed with the source of their power gone. Those who hadn’t tried to attack would wake the next morning with memories of a dark life, but no powers.

  The inky evaporation of Xavier’s energy inside her caused Hailey to retch again, but when she was upright, Hector nudged her back t
o the entrance of the Café where three peculiarly glowing humans were standing together.

  “Thank you both, Hailey and Hector. Your visit was the last that we needed to appear for.” Adam was smiling, his arms around both Cathy and Robert. “You can clean up and get some rest in room five. It will be safe now.”

  Cathy smiled, her cornflower blue eyes bright. “We have spoken to the powers that be and the motel will remain until you leave. Your car is also being brought here and, when you wake, it will be outside your door.”

  Hailey smiled, “You are ghosts? The undead? This is a spectral motel and café?”

  “Yes. How did you guess?”

  “Just luck, I suppose. It isn’t my first.” A wave of fatigue ran through her, buckling her knees and sending her into Hector.

  “It was nice meeting you, and have a nice afterlife.”

  Robert spoke in his quiet voice, “The possibility of one is all we have ever wanted.”

  Hector took the key that Adam handed him and carried Hailey to room five, tucking her into bed. “You know, I spend a lot of time with you draped on top of me. I consider it a good sign.”

  “Just because I have been under a little stress, doesn’t mean I will fall all over you.” She was just being bitchy, but it made her feel better.

  “Yes it does,” he said with a perky grin.

  How he could look so cheerful when his body was marked by bites, gouges and scratches was a mystery to her. But he did look wonderful.

  What looked even more wonderful was the enthusiastic erection that seemed to crop up whenever she was nearby. “Hector, you know I am wondering if it wouldn’t be better to solve the virginity problem now, before another power mad vampire wants me to prance around with him.”

  He crawled on top of her, his arms and legs caging her in. “Is that your polite way of asking me to fuck you?”

  She tried to shrug like she didn’t care, “It was just a thought, I mean if you don’t want me. I completely underst…” Her words were cut off as his lips came onto hers in a heated kiss. She loved his warmth. Xavier had been so…cold.

  She twined her arms around his neck, lifting her breasts to rub against his chest in a slow and thorough caress. They both shuddered at the contact. Hector sucked her tongue into his mouth and the wetness that she produced almost embarrassed her. There was nothing to be embarrassed about though, she wanted him inside her and her body was encouraging that moment.

  He reached between her thighs and slid two fingers into her core, widening her to receive him. When her hips were bucking against him and she was mindless and mewling, he slid in a third finger for a few strokes, then moved over her and fitted the head of his cock to her slick flesh.

  She looked into his eyes as he shifted his weight over her, thrusting and retreating until he reached the barrier that was the source of all the fuss. He gripped her hands and held them beside her head as he drew back and then rammed through her hymen.

  “Holy hell!” She would have punched him, but his grip on her hands kept her from it. Her body quickly cauterized the wound in a flash of heat that widened his eyes.

  He was grinning, sweat dripping on his forehead and slicking his chest. “What the hell was that?”

  “Cauterization. Did I scorch you?”

  “A little.”

  “Served you right.”

  “I would say I am sorry, but I am not, now…can we finish?” He shifted his weight just enough to send a slight ripple of pleasure.

  Hailey fought for a straight face and failed. “Go ahead, but I am going to chew you out for this later.”

  He grinned his agreement, nuzzling at her neck and slowly drawing back until she could feel him scraping and sliding almost out of her and then a sharp thrust back into her waiting body.

  The repetition took on a mindless pattern and Hailey’s enjoyment came out in moans and sighs in time to his hard thrusts. She could feel her body tightening under his, trying to strangle his cock to get at his genetic material. He howled his satisfaction an instant before she did, both of their bodies straining to stay together in the most primal of fashions.

  As their galloping hearts slowed, Hailey noted that they beat together now. “Do you think that the motel will disappear while we are still in it?”

  He rolled to one side and tucked her against him, his hand caressing her skin as if trying to memorize all her textures. “I say we stay here until we are too hungry to ignore it, even if we end up bare-ass naked in the snow bank.”

  With the slight tang of blood from her virginity overriding the musk of their tangling, she thought about it. “I am game if you are.”

  * * * *

  Hector scooped her up and carried her to the bathroom. The room had all the comforts of home, a mini bar and a lovely bath and shower combo. His little fire wolf was madly in love with the showerhead and if he didn’t get in there to defend his honour, she may choose to spend her life with it.

  He wondered how long he could stay with her without telling her that, yes, her fire wolf was a little funny looking.

  For now, the shower.

  The Menu at Café Nowhere

  Scorcher Hot Wings

  In honour of Scorcher, I have decided to share my hot wing recipe with ya’ll. You do not need everything in the sauce, but you should try and have a balance of hot, sweet, sour and savory.

  Step one: Make the sauce 1 bottle of chicken and rib sauce (your choice of brands)

  1 cup of Lousianna Hot sauce

  1/2 cup white vinegar

  1 tsp salt

  1 tsp chili flakes

  1 tsp black pepper

  1/2 tsp ancho chili powder

  1/2 tsp chipotle chili powder

  1 crushed and minced dried habanero

  1/2 tsp onion powder

  2 tsp spicy pepper medley (club house brand seasoning) anything else you can think of to throw in.

  Whisk the sauce and spices together in a large bowl and set aside. You will be spooning out sauce onto the finished wings, so do not contaminate the whole batch by throwing the wings in.

  To fry the wings:

  1 two kg package of tipped and split chicken wings

  1 Litre of Canola oil

  3 pairs of tongs

  Yup. that is it. Heat the oil to 350 degrees (use a candy thermometer in a Dutch oven if you don’t have a deep fryer). With one pair of tongs that you will only use for the raw chicken, place about 10-12 of the wing sections in the hot oil. Cook for 8-10 minutes, waiting until the temperature on the thermometer has risen to at least 300 degrees. With a clean pair of tongs to be used only for this section, remove the wings from the oil and place them in a large heatproof bowl (glass or metal). Pour a few ladles of sauce over them and toss to coat. Remove the coated wings from the bowl (Using the 3rd pair of tongs) and place on a rack over a baking pan in the oven at 220 degrees Fahrenheit. Repeat until all the wings have been cooked. The wings can be served immediately, or frozen for enjoyment later. They freeze fantastically and make a welcome addition to any movie or football night. (To microwave the frozen wings, place on a plate and heat at 50% power for six minutes.)

  About the Author

  Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. She has no pets and can barely keep sea monkeys alive for a reasonable amount of time. Her line of day job tends to be analytical which leaves her mind hopping to weave stories. No co-worker is safe from her character analysis. In keeping with busy hands are happy hands, her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain mail, and a few others that have been forgotten. It is quite often that these hobbies make their way into her tales.

  Viola’s fetishes include boots and corsetry, and her greatest weakness is her uncontrollable blush. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. It is an admirable thing and somethi
ng that we should all strive for. To find one that we truly like, as well as love.