The Kindred and The Breed

Chapter Three

V. C. Turner

Bonnie knew she had class in less than an hour, but school had suddenly taken a backseat more pressing matters: "Pressing matters" being the handsome man snuggled behind her with his lips attached to the base of her neck and his arm pinning her to his queen-sized bed.

His light breathing on her skin made her hot everywhere. She quivered under his touch, and didn't want to leave the comfort of his arms. One minute, then another ten clicked by on his digital alarm clock. The glowing red numbers screamed at her from across the room, but she closed her eyes and ignored them.

Instead, she rolled over to face Kai.

Bonnie's heart stopped. Even asleep, he was the most beautiful man she'd ever seen in real life. His long dark eyelashes caressed the tops of his cheekbones. The hairs of his emerging chin stubble poked a little farther out of his chiseled jawline than they had the day before. His full lips taunted her, positioned in an irresistible pucker that begged to be kissed.

Without reservation, Bonnie pressed her mouth to his as her heart swelled in her chest. She didn't expect him to wake up and return the gesture, which is why she jerked slightly when she felt his hand slide up her spine and bury itself in her hair as he gently kissed her back.

A soft moan escaped his lips and she answered him with one of her own.

"Good morning, Bonnie," his deep voice said in a whisper that resonated enough to shake the mattress.

"Good morning, Kai" she answered, scooting closer to him and burying her nose in the crease of his neck. Her mouth watered at his intoxicating scent.

"Did you sleep okay?" he asked, his eyes still closed.

"Yes," she mumbled into his shoulder.

Kai started to kiss her slowly, beginning at her jawline and working his way to her left ear, where he flicked the lobe with his tongue to draw it into his mouth and nibble on it.

"Don't you have to go to class?" he whispered as he began running his hand up her right thigh.

"Uh, huh," she sighed.

"Well, you'd better get going, Ms. Bennett," he smirked, "I wouldn't want you to be late or anything."

Kai continued to kiss her neck as he slowly raised the fabric of her dress so that it rested above her undulating hips. He skimmed the thin material of her underwear, hooking a finger underneath the elastic and pulling them down.

Bonnie's lifted her hips so he could slide the panties down her quivering thighs and finally past her feet. He traced the dangerous path back up her legs, skimming her bare skin just above her overheated sex.

Helplessly caught in his sexual gravitational pull, she managed to force a few words from her mouth that she hoped would sound coherent.

"So you're reminding me of something I have to do while trying to seduce me," Bonnie said, her words escaping in a sensuous groan.

"Am I only trying? Oh, hell, I thought I was succeeding," he insisted, capturing her lips with his. He swirled his tongue around hers, exploring and enjoying the full access she was giving him.

She wanted more. He obliged.

Kai slid his hand up past her hip, grazing her stomach lightly, then gently caressing her right breast until she arched into him.

She groaned, whispering his name as he flicked his thumb over her erect areola.

"Bonnie, if you don't get out of this bed right now, I promise we won't get out of it for the rest of the day," Kai whispered into her neck.

Reason should have taken hold, but it didn't. The voice in her head that would have normally told her to stop turned suspiciously silent.

"What if I don't want to get out of this bed," she said, running her fingernails deep into his tresses.

She pulled him closer to her neck, enjoying the delicious sensation of his tongue dipping into the crevice between her collarbone and jaw.

"Bonnie," he panted between kisses, "Once we start, it's impossible to stop."

"Oh, well, I like a challenge," Bonnie told him, not believing the salacious words coming from her mouth.

He pulled away from her. She immediately missed him. His absence only lasted long enough for him to remove his t-shirt and slide down next to her again.

She ogled his bare chest. He was toned to perfection. She gawked at the happy trail of dark hair that drew her eyes to the top of his light gray sweatpants, which inched themselves lower each time he moved.

Thank you gravity, she said to herself as she ran her fingers over every millimeter of his skin.

Their magic mingled together and sent a tingle down her spine and into her superheated core. His manhood threatened to tear at the seams of his sweatpants, but he never rushed any of his movements. They were deliberate, but gentle and naturally skilled.

"Sit up for me," he requested in a husky voice.

Bonnie sat up as Kai slid behind her and leaned against the headboard. He then removed her dress, kissing her neck and shoulders as he pulled her backward into his arms.

She ran her hands along his thighs, tugging at the fabric covering them.

"Take these off for me," she whispered.

"Not this time, beautiful," he said as his breathing picked up, "I have another idea."

Kai nibbled her left earlobe, as he slid his hands down from her shoulders to caress her bare breasts. Her nipples hardened at the sensation of his gentle strokes and pinches.

Bonnie writhed beneath his touch. The ache he created between her thighs quickly became unbearable. Her moans filled the air with each kiss he planted on her neck and each stroke along her quivering flesh.

She needed release and was on the verge of begging him to give it to her.

"Kai."

In answer to her request, he slid his right hand down her stomach and brushed against her moist sex. His slipped one finger inside her folds and Bonnie let out a scream she was certain the neighbors heard.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he turned her face so he could kiss her while he kept teasing her swollen clit. He made slow circles around the nub, driving her so wild with need that she shook uncontrollably.

Kai hooked his legs around hers so she couldn't pull away from him long enough to allow herself a brief respite from the sensations he evoked in her.

He took his time pleasuring her, deepening their kiss while slipping a second finger inside her and flicking her left nipple with his other hand.

Bonnie gripped the sheets so hard she nearly shredded them with her fingernails. Each time she thought she'd fly apart from his ministrations, he changed his pace or technique, never allowing her to crest the hill she climbed toward ecstasy.

Kai then placed a long finger on each side of her clit, stroking up and down slowly but avoiding direct contact with it. She tried to grind against his hand to let herself mercifully fall over the edge, but he held her still, swallowing her moans with his mouth.

His hardness pressed against her backside, the friction stoking the flames of desire for both of them. His breathing became ragged as he pulled her closer so her warmth engulfed him.

Bonnie tore her mouth from his for a moment.

"Pleasseee!" she whimpered, looking into his blue-grey eyes.

Kai nodded, speeding up the pace of his hands while she ground against his crotch. After a few more minutes of unbearable sensations, Bonnie's body finally gave in to the immense pleasure.

Her orgasm nearly ripped her apart from the inside out as she shuddered relentlessly against him. He clenched her tighter when his own release hit him unexpectedly.

"Fuck," he choked out with a grunt.

Sweaty and gasping, Bonnie turned around and sunk into his embrace. Kai kissed the top of her head and stroked her arm as their mutual panting slowed.

"I think I'm going to enjoy merging," she whispered after a few moments, pressing her lips to his chest.

Kai scooped her up, lifting her so that her eyes met his. He touched his damp forehead to hers before he spoke.

"Bonnie, merged or not," he said as he wrapped the sheets around her, "You're already mine."

Caroline stood on Bonnie's front porch with her arms crossed and her four inch black heels tapping frantically on the wood beneath her feet. Her blonde hair was neatly styled away from her pretty face in a perfectly sculpted ponytail. The worried expression on her face didn't take away from her natural beauty.

She didn't want to think about why Bonnie had stopped responding to her texts late last night, but she couldn't help it. Bonnie might be in trouble. Even though the last text she received read "I'm fine, Care, don't worry" - that's exactly what she did.

After knocking three times, Caroline considered using the spare key Bonnie had given her in case of emergencies. This could be considered an emergency!

Sure, Caroline thought, Bonnie could take care of herself, but things had been normal for so long – too long. It stood to reason that sooner or later, something terrible would happen and Bonnie would be on the receiving end of it somehow.

She reached into her designer clutch purse when she heard a set of footsteps behind her. She smiled, but didn't want Bonnie to see the relief on her face just yet.

Her friend still had some explaining to do.

Caroline whipped around and watched Bonnie step lightly onto the porch. Her friend looked both innocent and guilty at the same time.

"Bonnie Sheila Bennett," Caroline started, scanning her friend up and down, noting that Bonnie was still wearing the sexy dress she'd picked out for her the night before.

"Good morning, Care," Bonnie answered back, taking her hand and brushing her messy hair behind her ears.

Caroline sniffed the air a moment, quirking her eyebrow at her best friend.

"Okay missy, why do you smell like chocolate frosting and cologne?" Caroline's expression immediately softened. A knowing grin spread across her face as she smiled at Bonnie's quickly reddening face.

"Care, I'm – well, see, I uh," Bonnie started nervously, "I sort of had a date last night."

Caroline desperately needed details.

"Spill!" she nearly shrieked as Bonnie let herself into the house.

Bonnie tossed her keys on the counter and sashayed into kitchen to grab a bottle of water.
Caroline noticed that the rumpled dress revealed the lack of the panty line that had been there the night before.

"There really is nothing to tell," Bonnie lied, smirking as she took a swig of the cool liquid in an effort to stall the inquisition.

"So, nothing happened," Caroline joked, "Then I supposed you won't be needing to perform a locator spell to find your missing panties."

Bonnie burst into laughter, spewing the water she'd been drinking all over the kitchen floor.

Once her giggling had settled, Bonnie talked about her evening with Kai. Caroline knew some details were missing, but the juicy stuff remained: the possible love at first sight; the longing looks; the morning sexy time.

Her heart swelled with happiness for her Bonnie.

"I know, I shouldn't get so caught up with someone so fast, but I just can't seem to –" Bonnie started.

"Keep your hands off of him," Caroline finished.

"Pretty much," Bonnie responded.

Caroline checked her watch. She was obscenely late for work right, but owning the company did have its benefits.

"Look, I have to go, Bon, okay," Caroline said, "I'm really happy for you – just be careful. Alright?"

Bonnie nodded in agreement and they embraced before Caroline headed back outside.

Caroline felt a cold chill creep across her bones as she pulled open her car door. Her vampire senses were going wild for some reason. Danger lurked nearby, but she couldn't pinpoint the source. She scanned her surroundings with her eyes as well as her ears. Nothing.

Maybe she was just being paranoid.

Gideon Price watched the beautiful little witch cross the street and climb the front steps to briefly talk with the blonde vampire waiting for her. He knew from the smile on her face that the merging had begun. He would give them both a few more days to complete the ritual before he struck.

He ground his smoldering cigarette into the concrete and placed his hands behind his back. The black jeans, shirt, shoes and trench coat were a bit of an obvious reflection of his intentions, but it didn't matter. If someone called the police, they'd find no weapons on him…well, no conventional weapons anyway.

The waiting tore at him. He itched to kill, but there were other duties to perform of much greater importance.

While Gideon's duties no longer included reconnaissance on Kindreds, he wanted to follow this one for some reason. So much power stored itself in such a tiny body. His curiosity made him want to watch her tap into it, even though she was a threat to his kind.

He waited until her friend left before moving closer to the Bennett house. He ducked in the shadows cast by the mid-morning sun. He climbed the trellis that lined the back of her house and peered inside. He was a stalker, not a pervert. There was a difference; at least in his mind.

Closed curtains obscured Gideon's vision of the second floor bedroom, but he could hear her shower running. He could hear her small footsteps as they padded on the hardwood floor of the hallways.

He might regret killing her. She possessed unlimited potential, yet it needed to be done. This powerful pair of Kindreds endangered his future.

Death remained the only option.

Gideon leapt from the second level, landing silently on the wet grass in the backyard. He smiled as he looked up at her window, and then headed back to his temporary home at the local bed and breakfast.

He wanted to avoid distractions as his plan came into focus.

Parker would lead him to the artifact he needed to claim his birthright.

Bennett would provide him the magic required to ascend to the leadership of The Breed.

Killing one Kindred was usually enough, but both of them needed to die and they would: Right after the merge.