Dracul's Revenge 01: Dracul's Blood by Carol Lynne, T. A. Chase Page A
Authors: Carol Lynne, T. A. Chase
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dying.”
“He?” Jablonsky glared at him. “Are you holding out on me?”
Bobby sighed. “No. I just don’t see a woman having the strength to slice a person’s neck to the bone. You have to have a lot of power to be able to get your knife through all that flesh.” He looked at his lieutenant. “No offence meant, Lieutenant.”
She shook her head. “You’re right, Marks. We’ll know more when the M.E. gets through examining the body. I’m not happy about there being another killer running around New York, drinking people’s blood.”
He fought the urge to drop his gaze and kick at the carpet under his feet like a kid called in front of the Mother Superior at Catholic school. “I’m working on some leads, Lieutenant.”
“I know you are, Marks. One of which is on its way to the Smithsonian as we speak. I hope your expert knows what he’s doing, or you’ll be busted down to beat cop again.”
“Yes, ma’am. I have some more information as well.”
Her phone rang and she checked the display. “The Commissioner, and only because he probably dialled his phone faster. We’ll meet in my office tomorrow morning at eight, and you can fill me in then.”
As she walked away, they heard her answer the phone. “We don’t know anything yet, sir.”
“Who gets to stay here tonight until they’re done?” Jablonsky twirled a quarter between his fingers and grinned at Bobby.
“You do. I let you off the Thompson scene because Wendy was sick. I have someone waiting at home for me, and I would prefer not to make them angry, considering it’s our first date.”
Jablonsky paled a little, but bravely continued, “Finally get lucky, huh? It’s been a while.”
“Yes, which is why I won’t bore you with the details, and you will be that awesome partner I know you are, and cut me loose.”
Flipping him the finger, Jablonsky said, “Get out of here. When I see you tomorrow, you better be smiling.”
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“I plan on it. Thanks.” Bobby clapped his partner on the shoulder and left, dropping his booties and gloves into a bag outside the apartment door.
* * * *
Jiggling the key in the lock, Bobby swore quietly. His hands shook, and he couldn’t help but laugh. Anyone watching him would think he was drunk or something because he couldn’t get his door to unlock.
“Slow down,” he muttered and braced his head against the wood. “Nik’s still here.
He would’ve called if he was heading home.”
Suddenly the door jerked away from him and he tumbled into his apartment, taking out Nik who stood, holding the door. Bobby had enough presence of mind to flip positions, so he landed on his back and cushioned Nik’s fall.
“Hey, honey, I’m home,” he whispered before slipping a hand to the back of Nik’s head and bringing their mouths together.
Someone whimpered and Bobby didn’t care if it was him. He drowned in the warm moisture of Nik’s mouth, sucking on his tongue, and biting his bottom lip. Nik didn’t fight him, just pressed tighter, so their bodies touched from knees to chest, and their groins were aligned perfectly.
Letting go of Nik’s head, Bobby slid his hands down to grasp Nik’s ass and rocked the man’s lower body into his. Nik braced his hands on Bobby’s chest and pushed up, straddling his hips and rocking back on Bobby’s cock.
Voices from the corridor caught their attention and they froze.
“Shit, the door.”
Nik shot to his feet and slammed the door shut, locking it before turning to look at Bobby. After standing, Bobby held out his hand.
“We need to take this into the bedroom. More comfortable and the supplies are closer.”
Bobby led a blushing Nik into the bedroom where he waved the man towards the bed.
“Strip.”
“What about you?” Nik asked, hands already pushing buttons through holes.
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“I’m right with you, honey.” He winked while he unhooked
“He?” Jablonsky glared at him. “Are you holding out on me?”
Bobby sighed. “No. I just don’t see a woman having the strength to slice a person’s neck to the bone. You have to have a lot of power to be able to get your knife through all that flesh.” He looked at his lieutenant. “No offence meant, Lieutenant.”
She shook her head. “You’re right, Marks. We’ll know more when the M.E. gets through examining the body. I’m not happy about there being another killer running around New York, drinking people’s blood.”
He fought the urge to drop his gaze and kick at the carpet under his feet like a kid called in front of the Mother Superior at Catholic school. “I’m working on some leads, Lieutenant.”
“I know you are, Marks. One of which is on its way to the Smithsonian as we speak. I hope your expert knows what he’s doing, or you’ll be busted down to beat cop again.”
“Yes, ma’am. I have some more information as well.”
Her phone rang and she checked the display. “The Commissioner, and only because he probably dialled his phone faster. We’ll meet in my office tomorrow morning at eight, and you can fill me in then.”
As she walked away, they heard her answer the phone. “We don’t know anything yet, sir.”
“Who gets to stay here tonight until they’re done?” Jablonsky twirled a quarter between his fingers and grinned at Bobby.
“You do. I let you off the Thompson scene because Wendy was sick. I have someone waiting at home for me, and I would prefer not to make them angry, considering it’s our first date.”
Jablonsky paled a little, but bravely continued, “Finally get lucky, huh? It’s been a while.”
“Yes, which is why I won’t bore you with the details, and you will be that awesome partner I know you are, and cut me loose.”
Flipping him the finger, Jablonsky said, “Get out of here. When I see you tomorrow, you better be smiling.”
DRACUL’S BLOOD
Carol Lynne and T.A. Chase
71
“I plan on it. Thanks.” Bobby clapped his partner on the shoulder and left, dropping his booties and gloves into a bag outside the apartment door.
* * * *
Jiggling the key in the lock, Bobby swore quietly. His hands shook, and he couldn’t help but laugh. Anyone watching him would think he was drunk or something because he couldn’t get his door to unlock.
“Slow down,” he muttered and braced his head against the wood. “Nik’s still here.
He would’ve called if he was heading home.”
Suddenly the door jerked away from him and he tumbled into his apartment, taking out Nik who stood, holding the door. Bobby had enough presence of mind to flip positions, so he landed on his back and cushioned Nik’s fall.
“Hey, honey, I’m home,” he whispered before slipping a hand to the back of Nik’s head and bringing their mouths together.
Someone whimpered and Bobby didn’t care if it was him. He drowned in the warm moisture of Nik’s mouth, sucking on his tongue, and biting his bottom lip. Nik didn’t fight him, just pressed tighter, so their bodies touched from knees to chest, and their groins were aligned perfectly.
Letting go of Nik’s head, Bobby slid his hands down to grasp Nik’s ass and rocked the man’s lower body into his. Nik braced his hands on Bobby’s chest and pushed up, straddling his hips and rocking back on Bobby’s cock.
Voices from the corridor caught their attention and they froze.
“Shit, the door.”
Nik shot to his feet and slammed the door shut, locking it before turning to look at Bobby. After standing, Bobby held out his hand.
“We need to take this into the bedroom. More comfortable and the supplies are closer.”
Bobby led a blushing Nik into the bedroom where he waved the man towards the bed.
“Strip.”
“What about you?” Nik asked, hands already pushing buttons through holes.
DRACUL’S BLOOD
Carol Lynne and T.A. Chase
72
“I’m right with you, honey.” He winked while he unhooked
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