Blood & Magic Ch. 14

"Rogan wait-" Williams tried to say, but he felt her fingers slither into his pants and boxers, pulling them down to his legs. "Shit!

Her mouth dropped, teeth flashing in a wide grin like it was her birthday. The sight of Williams' cock sticking in front of her made Rogan drop her hands over her crotch, her panties soaked at the sight of her commanding officer's lust.

Williams watched as Rogan swayed her hips, the sight of her exposed thighs in the smoke was hypnotic, he didn't see her grab his shaft and slide her palm against the underside. He grunted, feeling his cock throb from the touch, the tip sensitive as Rogan pushed it against the soft, wet surface of her panties.

"Come here..." she whispered before wrapping her arms around him and pulling him towards the floor.

"What are you two doing?!?" Clark shouted, gun pointed to the ground as he stood dumbfounded as Williams guided Rogan to the ground, splaying his legs out as he thrust into her. It was when Clark saw Williams' toned ass jiggling with each thrust into Rogan that Clark dropped his gun in reaction to the tingling feeling under his trousers, pushing so hard he cupped his groin with both hands. "Fuck."

"What's wrong officer? See something you like?" a voice whispered from behind Clark.

Before he could react, he felt two hands reach around and fumble with his belt. Out of the fog stepped a man, his silhouette like a perfect V given his athletic frame. As soon as the stranger behind Clark removed his helmet, he was face to face with Daniel Martin Jones, standing completely naked before him. Clark looked to find his gun only to see two nude women, one blonde one with black hair, on their knees removing his weapons.

"Hey stop-" he squealed when he felt his pants drop to his ankles, leaving him in his white bikini briefs. The Y-pocket bulged out from his manhood pressing against it. Clark tried to cover himself but the barest touch made him wince

"Shhh." Daniel whispered. "Just relax." he touched the tip of Clark's chin, locking eyes with him. The blonde woman ripped open his shirt and pulled it off.

The tension in Clarke's body eased, his arms dangled by his side, his shoulders relaxed, the calm look on Daniel's face made it easy to trust his command. Even when he felt the thin fingers of the women pull his briefs down, he didn't care to cover his cock as it stuck out in front of Daniel.

"Nice work ladies, just one more thing." Daniel said as he admired Clark's excitement, letting the stripped Officer embrace him.

Clark's lips trembled as he stared at Daniel's mouth, waiting for him to take the lead as Clark had never done this before and yet, his body guided him, hands tracing the peaks of Daniel's shoulder blades. As Clark stared at Daniel, he felt two hands spread apart his rear cheeks. His eyes opened and his jaw dropped, locking his legs as he groaned. Daniel smiled as he pulled Clark close, nibbling on his neck. He felt Clark's hard-on against his inner thigh and chuckled as his prey groaned.

By now, Rogan was naked from the waist down, panties ripped off as Williams slammed so hard into the ground she thought he'd break the floor. Every move of his hips made her see bright flashes of light as she dug her nails into his back. She didn't bother repressing her screams.

Kruger kept her gun aimed, horrified look on her face drenched as she saw her team engaged in intercourse. She turned left and right, looking for the exit and spare herself the same spell that the others fell under. She saw a blue light pierce the fog and moved towards it.

Instead of the exit, she found a St. Andrew's Cross standing near the wall of the gymnasium, Resting against the X shaped structure was a woman, full lips parted open, her hair a wet tangled mess as she spread her legs, allowing for the blonde woman clad in just her a garter belt to bury her head into her groin. Krueger recoiled as the woman on the cross cried, lifting her hands off the cross, only to be restrained by the metal shackles cutting into her wrists.

"Oh fuck!" her eyes rolled in the back of her head, face twisting into a look of pain, yet her moan said otherwise. Her body became lifeless, slumping back and letting her restraints keep her up.

The blonde woman rose to her feet, wiping her mouth. Krueger stared down at her black garter belt, admiring where the lace ended and where her ass spilled out. Both ass cheeks were covered in thin horizontal lines. Krueger stared at the signs of pain and dropped her gun. The thud caused Candace DeRand to spin around. Krueger felt butterflies in her stomach at the sight of Candace's breasts perking up from the excitement of making her female captive scream.

"Hi...did you like what you saw?" Candace asked. She moved towards Krueger, the light shined off of her sweat covered body.

"F-f-freeze" Krueger tried to say, reaching for her pistol but her belt was gone and so was her vest. She looked down and saw three naked women circle her, all of them on their knees, taking Kruegers' gear and tossing it to the side. She tried to brush the hands away but as soon as she felt their fingers slide under her tank top, Krueger's hands locked up, the tickling feeling against her lower belly making her weak in the knees.

"You're cute." Candace said, standing so close Krueger could smell the sour musk of her.

Without her goggles, Krueger could see the college student batting her eyes at her, smiling before leaning forward and kissing Krueger on the lips. She tried to say something, but Candace's warm mouth took her words. Her legs locked up as the pressure from within her sex built up. Taken aback by Candace's kiss, Krueger was not aware of six hands grabbing the waistband to her trousers. When they fell, Krueger whimpered, trying to cover her white cotton Calvin Klein panties. The air in the room hit her thighs and she felt her face burn, noting how wet her panties felt just from the kiss.

"She's excited Candace." one of the women behind Krueger said, "And she has a cute butt."

Krueger opened her eyes, trying to look down. Her squeal disappeared inside Candace's kiss just as her panties were pulled down. She pushed Candace away, turning to run. Her panties kept her legs bound, but Krueger didn't let that stop her. "I-I'm not into women!" she shouted as she tried to hop away, covering her unshaven womanhood just as one of the women nearby blew against her tender lower lips.

"Trust me officer, you'll thank us later." Candace whispered as she ran up to Krueger and raised her hand to give a hard spank across the SWAT member's taught buttocks.

The pain startled Krueger at first but it also eased the pressure built up within her, soothing the throbbing she felt in her pussy. She fell to her to her knees and was eye level with the other naked women that surrounded her. The air nipped at the tender flesh that swelled against her spanking.

"Again?" Candace asked?

Biting her lower lip, Krueger nodded.

****

Kirstin had to wait for everyone in her office to leave before heading for her car. By the time she started it, Melissa texted back,

"Meet at Sakeena's, DO NOT GO ALONE. I'M SERIOUS!"

Kirstin threw her phone, making her tires squeal as she sped out of the parking lot. The previous night still burned in Kirstin's mind and the last thing she needed on top of worrying about Alan was seeing the same people who humiliated her in the woods.

Kirstin drove so fast she had to slam the breaks on when she realized Sakeena's parking lot was full. She counted three cars, Sakeena's, a black sports car, and a rusted pickup truck. Kirstin parked on the side of the street, drawing her pistol as she strafed to the side of Sakeena's house.

She passed the first window and saw the living room light on. The door opened and Sakeena welcomed her in without a kiss or smile. Kirstin was greeted by Melissa, dressed in athletic pants and a leather jacket. She had a large tree branch in her hand that she was carving with a knife.

Sitting in a chair was Dominic Yemeni, his legs crossed and his hands folded in his lap. He wore a black business suit that made him seem bodiless in the dark lit room. Towering over Dominic was the shadow of Amos Tillman, wearing the same old leather coat that he had the night they first met.

"Join us Kirstin." Melissa said without looking at Kirstin.

Sakeena closed the door. She gave Kirstin's hand a light squeeze before letting go. Kirstin saw in Sakeena's hand her own wooden stake.

"I tried to leave as quickly as I could." Kirstin said, "They've banned me from the case because of...' she looked at Dominic and felt the blood rush to her face, "last night."

"What do they know?" Dominic asked.

"Just the location." Kirstin turned to Dominic, eyes aimed on the ground. "Apparently Detective Hillier was recording Lauren's conversations. They found her recorder in her car, still on."

"What else?" Amos asked, cracking his large knuckles. His hands had so much hair that reminded Kirstin of bear paws.

"The name of the man who kidnapped DeRand. Daniel Martin Jones went missing in 1970."

"Great." Melissa muttered, "So they have a name."

"Nothing that Ms. Katz." Dominic said.

Kirstin looked to Sakeena who mouthed, "Ashley" silently. Dominic rose from his seat, "Very well. Detective you will lead us to the place and stay nearby in case we need you."

"For what?" Kirstin asked.

Dominic stood up, eyes locked on her as he moved closer until he was inches from her face. "Whatever we want." he said. "If I ask you to go inside and distract the police, you will do so. If I ask you to drive to another spot for us to escape to you will do so. If I ask you to surrender to police and say you were behind all of this..." he paused and let the silence drain the color from Kirstin's face, "You will do so."

Kirstin answered with a nod and Dominic walked away from her. Amos cocked his gun and Melissa had finished carving her branch into a long wooden stake. Sakeena touched Kirstin's arm and said, "Ride with us."

"Alright y'all." Amos said, "Since the police got a head start I want to be sure they ain't gonna get in our way before we go inside. Once we're there, y'all stay together and do NOT engage Belial's Brood until we're sure the cops are dealt with."

"What do you mean by 'dealt with'?" Kirstin asked.

"Shh" Sakeena grit her teeth, shooting wide eyes at Kirstin but she was gently pushed aside by Amos.

He smiled, baring a row of dark brown teeth and two elongated white fangs on either side of his front teeth. "Don' worry detective. Ah ain't aiming to kill no police unless ah have to. You just worry about keeping yer britches on." he walked past Kirstin who closed her eyes to block out the memory he conjured up. "Lord Yemeni, ah'll ride with you if if'n ya don't mind. Mah truck's going to do nuthin' but draw attention."

Outside of Sakeena's apartment, parked at the end of the street was a motorcycle hidden behind a large oak tree. Sitting atop of the bike was a curvy body trapped under a skintight leather suit. The Hunter watched as Kirstin and Sakeena left the house and then pulled out her phone. She held it over her head, aiming it down on her as she fixed her red hair, whipping it over her shoulder while she made sure her breasts were pushed up to reveal cleavage. She snapped one picture and typed in the words, "On the prrrrrowl tonight #vampirehuntervicki #titsandass." She waited until the two vehicles drove passed before kick starting her bike.