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Story: The Vampire's Storm
Logan stepped back and pulled the gloves off then tossed them across the distance and boom, into the basket they went.
Not that he was likely to miss.
Hello, vampire and assassin.
Targets were his thing.
And apparently Brooklyn was his latest.
“Cool. Time to kill a few humans,” he said, slapping Mack on the back.
“You know, you’re starting to sound a lot like the commander.” Kurt grinned as they pushed open the training center doors and strode through the castle with purpose.
Marcus, Darnell, and Tristan were ahead of them.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Logan smiled, but it quickly faded as the vampire looked away and imagined holding a gun to Brooklyn’s forehead.
Yesterday he would’ve thought it was Christmas.
Today?
He didn’t like it as much. Not as much as seeing her naked and spread out before him like a smorgasbord of pussy and pleasure.
Christ.
He needed to stop thinking.
Like altogether.
But for his own sanity it was time to acknowledge that, yes, clearly he wanted to fuck Brooklyn the human.
Out of eight billion humans, it was possible—possible—that one might be sexually arousing enough for him to want to sink his cock into.
And taste.
And hear her throaty gasps as she shuddered out her orgasm while sucking his come inside her.
Logan cleared his throat as he stepped into the ops room and saw everyone was already there. Well, except Craig and Brayden.
Ari stood at the front of the room with a pointer and the screen lowered. It took Logan a split second to take in the war plans outlined.
Game time!
“Let’s get started,” Ari said.
Ben, Marcus, Oliver, Alex, and Tom sat up front, while Lance, Elijah, Jason, Callan, Darnell, and Tristan were scattered along the walls.
No one was relaxed.
There were no boots upon knees or casual leans that Logan was used to seeing. No one was tripping someone up and flying around the room or throwing a chair—which was ultimately caught midair—and there were no smart-ass comments following.
The air was thick with tension.
Kurt, Mack, and Logan found seats and sat down.
“Plan looks good,” Ben said.
Logan wasn’t surprised he was right up front. He and Ari were close and had worked together for a long damn time.
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