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DECKER: FUTURE TENSE
By Angela Knight
Aria fidgeted as she stood at Decker's side, casting a quick glance up at her lover's handsome face. He looked unusually resplendent in a black skinsuit with silver accenting, a red loincloth concealing what she knew to be a thoroughly impressive cock. She eyed his hidden groin and sighed; sometimes Decker's twentieth century upbringing showed itself in prudery. A floor length cape draped over one broad shoulder and under the opposite arm, and his black hair, grown waist length,was scraped back and tied ruthlessly .
"I really like that cape," she murmured to him, pitching her voice to avoid an echo in the huge audience hall.
"I feel like a damn fool," he growled back.
"Then why'd you wear it?"
"Because for some idiot reason, people expect vampires to wear capes. And we need this job."
Just then, a portly person in gaudy blue livery hurried toward them and bobbed a bow. "The princess will see you now." He shot an uncomfortable look toward Decker's mouth, obviously searching for fangs.
Deckerdidn't so much as flicker an eyelid. His back was straight as a blade as he marched after the footman across the pseudo marble floor, Aria hurrying to keep pace with him.
"Pretentious bullshit," he murmured, voice pitched so low only Aria could hear him. "This bitch is about as much a princess as >I< am."
"Decker,hasn't anybody ever told you--democracy isn't fashionable anymore."
But thenthe double doors at the end of the hall swung open, and whatever he was going to say was lost as they entered the quarters of the Princess Jovan of Galactic Mines, Inc.
Which, Aria thought, could have passed for a whorehouse back home. There was enough red velvet and gold silk in the room to make Decker's lip curl ever so slightly. The black stone floor gleamed, black columns standing among all the tacky color. All overwhelming, even to Aria's 23rd century taste.
Then a flash of white drew her eyes, and she watched as the Princess Jovan rose from a golden throne. She was quite beautiful, her lush curves barely concealed by the transparent white gown she wore. "Mr. Decker," theblonde purred. "So good of you to answer my summons with such speed. I trust you had a pleasant journey."
Damn well should have been pleasant, Aria thought. He nibbled on me for 10 light years. Not that she minded...
"It was...pleasant," said Decker, cocking an eye at Aria and smiling faintly. Probably reading her mind, the dog.
"And your stay here will be even more pleasant," said Jovan. "I'll see to it personally. Now, Verter."
Decker whirled, crouching, a snarl curling his lips. Aria, startled, had barely begun to turn to see who stood behind them when ahigh pitched squeal sliced into her ears. AndDecker dropped like a stone.
She stared blankly down at her lover, his body hidden by the black pool of his cape.
"Ah," said the princess, "it DID work. How nice. Now, the other one, Verter."
Aria, shocked, raised her head to see a tall blond man pointing a pistol at her.
Shedidn't see anything else.
***
When Decker woke up, he was surprised. The last thinghe'd seen was a pistol muzzle, which tended to be the LAST thing you ever saw. True, being a vampire he waspretty hearty , but a blazer blast to the head was universally fatal.
He frowned. It must not have been a blazer. Sonics, maybe. Decker knew from painful experience that you could knock a vampire out with sonics at a certain frequency. One of the drawbacks of having inhumanly sensitive hearing.
Then he shrugged. It reallydidn't matter how he'd gotten in his current fix. What mattered was getting OUT of it.
Which might be a trick, he thought, getting a good look at himself. The lighting was dim enough to bepitch black to human eyes, but he could see to some extent. Enough to pick out the field cuffs on his arms and ankles holding him a good foot off the ground.
Decker frowned. The cuffs were bad news. He'dhave had a better than even chance of breaking chains, depending on their thickness and material, but there wasn't a damn thing he could do about cuffs. They held him in an unbreakable force field, locking his arms and legs in the position his jailers dictated. Hewasn't getting loose until he could get somebody to TURN him loose.
The door of the tiny room opened, and Decker cursed as light blazed into hishyper sensitive eyes, blinding him instantly.
He smelled her before he could see her; woman and blood scent. Jovan, not Aria. That perfume wasreally ghastly .
"Hello, Decker," she purred. He hated women who purred.
"Lady, your hospitality sucks. I thought you called me here to do a job. What is this shit?"
She drifted closer, teasing his ready blood hunger. "Just a negotiating tactic."
He sighed. "Mind telling me what we're negotiating for?"
Jovan paused. He could hear her heart hammering. "I want you to make me a vampire."
"Sure," Decker said promptly. "Got a license?"
"No."
Which was no surprise. If she had one, shewouldn't have gone through this charade. "Then forget it. I'm not bucking any death penalty for an overblown bimbo with delusions of grandeur."
"I can change your mind."
"Why? Lady,I'm not the only one the Feds will execute if I turn you. You die too. Why not just get the damn license? It's not like you can't afford the fee."
He could see her pout now. "They turned down my application."
Shit. She must have flunked the psyche exam. Regardless of his healthy respect for the Federation's Vamp Force, there was no way he was going to risk turning a psychotic into a vampire. There were enoughTagliars in the galaxy as it was.
"So, will you do it or not?" Jovan demanded.
"Lady, I just told you. Not on your ever loving life."
Her eyes flared with such rage he saw why she flunked the exam. "We'll see howlaw abiding you are after you get good and hungry."
Jovan whirled and stalked out, leaving him in the dark again.
***
"GodDAMNit!" Aria snarled at the ceiling as it passed by overhead. She'djust spent six days in a cell worrying her head off about Deck. Then two goons had strolled in, stripped her naked, trussed her in field cuffs, and arranged her in an embarrassing and damn uncomfortable position. Now one of the goons was coasting her down the hall on afloatcart , in front of God and everybody.
Aria was pissed.
Andvery much afraid the bastards had killed Decker.
Sowhen the goon wheeled her into the throne room and she saw Decker spread-eagle in field cuffs between two columns, she was relieved.
Then the creep pushed her over and parked her right in front of her lover, and she got a good look at him. Anddecided she had damn little to be cheerful about.
He was as naked as she was, which she ordinarilywouldn't have minded -- but the guard was leering contemptuously at him, and she was embarrassed for both of them. Itdidn't help that Decker's black eyes were locked on her naked body, and he was getting an erection. He was extremely pale, the palestshe'd ever seen him, and there were shadows under his eyes and cheekbones. When he licked his dry lips, she saw fangs. His black eyes were burning with hunger. He looked like a vampire from one of those ancient flat movies, from back when they thought it was all folklore and fiction.
Six days. She'dhad plenty to eat, but they'd starved him for the past six days.
Aria was almost glad they were in cuffs. Shewasn't sure whether she'd have offered herself to him--or run like hell.
Decker stared hungrily at Aria's deliciously nude body. Shewas cuffed spread-eagle, and her back was arched so that her full white breasts thrust upward as if begging for someone's bold mouth. Dragging in a deep gulp of her scent, Decker moaned as needle claws of lust and hunger raked him.
Then, as he stared down at her, big hands suddenly grabbed the breastshe'd been lusting for. Decker snarled as a big, broadly muscular blond man moved over her, one hand going to her tempting cunt. Aria's huge eyes widened even more, and she opened her mouth to scream. Theblond clamped a hand over her mouth. Decker belatedly recognized him; it was the sonovabitchwho'd shot him with the sonic stunner.Verter.
Then a slender hand reached around his body from behind and closed over his own hard prick.
"Such hunger," Jovan murmured. "Most men, starved for six days, would have no interest in sex. But for you it's the same, isn't it?" Her fingers, hot against his skin, moved along the length of his prick, brushing like an August breeze.
Decker clenched his teeth as his balls ached viciously.
"So," she whispered, cupping him in warmth. "Changed your mind?"
"Go fuck yourself, bitch," Decker snarled.
Verter was squeezing Aria's full, soft breasts as he whispered in her ear. She stared up at Decker, terrified.
Jovan's free hand drifted up the ridges of Decker's ribs. "Be reasonable, James. Think of the price your pretty lover will pay if you don't give us what we want."
"Okay. Okay. Justdon't hurt her. Look, let me out of the cuffs and..." He gasped as Jovan's long-nailed hands dug into his balls.
"What kind of idiot do you think I am? If I take off those cuffs,you'll be all over me--and not in the way I want. No. You drink from me and give me your blood while Verter watches with the control for those cuffs. The minute you even think about getting out of line,he'll juice that field until your legs break. Are you clear on that, vampire?" Her fingers dug in until his eyesight blurred.
"I'm not going to change you, you bitch," Decker hissed when he could speak again. "You're fucking crazy as it is. I'm damned if you're going to be crazy AND immortal AND superhuman."
She laughed softly in his ear, easing her grip. "Oh, you'll change me. You'll beg to change me before I'm through with you." Jovan raised her voice. "Verter, disk that little bitch. Let's get started."
She flipped Jovan a pair of small black circles, and he looked up to catch them out of the air. In the next instant,he'd slapped them against Aria's temples.
Jovan had gone back to caressing Decker's cock again. "Do you know what those are, James?Encelphdisks. They make the mind unusually susceptible to suggestion. Highly illegal, of course. But then, all the fun things are."
Verter straightened. Aria had gone limp, features blank, as the disks had taken hold. "When I enter you, you're going to come," theblond said to his captive. "No matter what I do to you, you're going to love it. Even the pain."
"Oh, my," Jovan purred, stroking Decker gently. "I think this is going to be interesting, don't you?"
Decker decided that the first thing he was going to do when he got loose was break Verter's neck. Then he was going to drain that bitch Jovan.
She was caressing him again, fondling his balls and rigid cock, and the hunger ripped at him until he wanted to scream.
"Verter," Jovan said, stroking Decker's ass, "there are some interesting toys on that table. Use one of them on our little friend. The clamps, I think."
Theblond , who'd begun licking Aria's pointed nipples, lifted his head reluctantly and turned toward anotherfloatcart Decker hadn't even noticed. It was piled with a tangle of sexual gadgets, some Decker recognized, somehe'd never seen before. Verter burrowed in the pile until he found what he was looking for, then moved back to Aria. He caught one of her firm, sweet breasts and squeezed until the nipple pouted upward. Slowly, tauntingly, he seized the pink bud with the device he held; atiny jeweled vise that bit into her so sharply she arched her back and gasped. Verter moved over her and began licking the other nipple, sucking it gently as he reached up and squeezed the vise, releasing her,then capturing her again, over and over with delicate brutality.
"Mmmm," Jovan whispered. "I'll bet that hurts. Look at the way she's twisting..."
Aria moaned.
"I think she likes it. Mmmm? Ever play kinky games with her, James?Perhaps you shouldgive it a try . Opens up all sorts of possibilities..."
Verter was twisting the vise now, and Aria arched her back, the nipplehe'd licked shining from his mouth. Decker could smell her arousal rising, salt and musk and blood scent. He remembered the way she felt around him, hot liquid cunt sliding around his desperate thrusts as he bit into her, blood filling his mouth.
Verter moved around at the foot of thefloatcart and lifted her long legs, spreading and raising them over her head until her knees were at the level of her shoulders. He caught her wrists and brought them upward until the cuffs on her arms met and seized the ones on her ankles. Decker's cock throbbed at the sight of her, completely open to whatever anyone cared to do.
Theblond buried his face against her cunt and began to lick her. Decker could see his pink tongue curling among the soft black hair. Aria was moaning helplessly. Verter reached up with one hand and grabbed the visehe'd left on her nipple. He squeezed and released it, licking, then sank the fingers of his free hand into her pussy. They slid in easily, skating in her heat.
"Would you like to fuck her, Decker?" Jovan murmured.
Decker bit back a moan.
"How is she, Verter?" theprincess demanded.
"Tight," Verter said, his voice rasping. "Very tight. And wet."
"Ah, Verter. She's making you hot, isn't she?" Jovan asked.
Verterdidn't answer, intent on the sight of his fingers sliding in and out of her juicy pussy.
"Verter has proven to be an unexpected prize," Jovan told Decker, raking her nails down his spine. "He hasn't been in my service long, but he has certainly earned his keep. I thinkit's time I rewarded him. Verter, you may fuck her."
Hedidn't waste any time, opening his skintight black uniform trousers and dragging out a long, veined cock. He positioned it at the creamy opening of Aria's...
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