Chasing Winds

Prolouge

Chasing Winds Prologue.

Enjoy the steaminess of Stephan, Jet and Noah, and this scene, obviously... ;) 

<3 Kimmi

Oh, and this story is co-written by Kimmikat and emovampire_lyza. 

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The damp air licked at my face as I sprinted down the ally after the girl. She was fast, but we were faster. Steam and smoke spewed from grates and manholes, floating around my ankles as I ran. Jet and Logan ran on either side of me, a hungry look in their eyes. Whoever gets to the girl first gets her.

And I was in the lead.

Glancing around momentarily, I realised that we were heading rather quickly towards a dead end. The brick walls touched the cold dark sky, although a clammy breeze raked up the ally walls, covering my body in a damp layer of sweat.

The poor girl only feet in front of me was looking worse for wear, her bleach-blonde hair trailing behind her in long straw-like strands. The huge stripper-heels on her feet would not be fun to run in, nor would the restricting denim micro shorts. And when I say micro, I mean, micro micro. They didn’t leave much to the imagination.

Pool girl probably had daddy problems.

Her shirt wasn’t any better ether. The tight white material exposed most of her chest and did nothing to hide a lacy black bra.

Getting bored of the cat-and-mouse, my long legs took four more huge strides before I grasped her too-thin waist in my arms. And just in time to pin her against the wall.

“Perfect…” I hissed between my teeth. Her large pink lips gaped open and closed, looking like a fish out of water. She studied my face with fear-stricken brown eyes. Her body was rigid underneath mine as I pressed up against her, moving my hands from her hips to her wrists. I felt the presence of the other two boys behind me, looking on.

“So are you going to share, Stephan?” Logan chuckled.

“She doesn’t look very appetising, but I like dinner and a show…” Jet teased, hissing his words with emphasis and tease dripping off every syllable. He had a tendency to exaggerate things or tease to the point of breaking down. Not many knew what this boy was capable of.

The girl whimpered, her kohl-laden eyes brimming with tears.

“Boys, boys. You know the rule,” I snarled, glancing back at them over my shoulder before directing my gaze back to the girl. “First in, best dressed.” I mumbled, looking down at her attire, then back to her eyes.

“Darling, do you know what I am?” my voice leaked from my lips like cool water. Instantly, she seemed to relax momentarily at my tone, but as soon as words escaped her lips, she seemed more frightened than before.

“A v-vampire?” she stuttered. I could smell alcohol heavily on her breath, and she shrunk back as my eyes glinted with disgust.

“No. Vampires are filthy creatures. They make a mess, they do.” I whispered in disdain. “I, my dear, am nothing of the sort. Blood is not a fetish; it’s something that must stay inside the body. Only to come out of cuts.” My words brushed over her ear as I heard the boys growl behind me, obviously wanting me to hurry up and get the job done.