Part 25 (1/2)

SOLDIERS ON PEACE

It was William Sorrow who stood in front of Thor at the first sign of dusk. His head was bowed as Thor sat in his huge overstuffed chair and considered his words.

”What are they doing here?” Thor asked him.

Sorrow looked up at him now. His breath always caught in his throat when he looked at him. He seemed to glow with his long white hair that fell almost to his waist and his ivory skin. What he wouldn't give for one touch from his hand.

”I...I don't know, Master,” he whispered. ”They arrived early this morning. The leaders name is Seth Murdock. He told me his soldiers needed a place to rest. They have been on a mission for almost half a year.”

”Did he say what this mission was?” Thor demanded, his voice sounding cool and calm.

William looked up to see his iridescent blue eyes gazing down at him. ”He mentioned a name...he mentioned a Bryce Donovan. They are looking for a Bryce Donovan.”

Thor stood up suddenly. ”Did he say where they were from?”

”Ruby City,” William replied. ”I remembered that because...”

”Tyler Rose,” Thor growled, his jaw opening to reveal the pointed edges of his teeth.

William took a step backward.

Thor calmed and then gave William a forced smile. ”Prepare the house for a party. Make sure the soldiers are personally invited. I must make all foreign visitors feel at home. Go now. Tomorrow night. Make sure there is food and music.”

”Yes, Master.” William nodded his head and went running from the room.

Thor waited until the others came into the room. They gathered around him, listening intently.

”Shouldn't Dino be told? After all, they are hunting him, aren't they?” Celia asked stiffly.

”No,” Thor shook his head. ”He chose to go off and live among humans on that wasteland, C-Sixty Seven,”

he sneered bitterly. ”We will deal with the military on our own. Tomorrow night they will attend a party that we will host, a party they won't ever leave.”

The rest of them sn.i.g.g.e.red.

”The drinking rule is off tomorrow night, my lovelies. After the soldiers feast, so then shall we,” he sighed.

C-Sixty Seven

When he awoke, he wasn't alone. He slowly moved his face around to see a man beside him, fast asleep. He ran a hand over his chest and sighed. Rearing up on his elbow, he leaned over him and checked for a pulse.

Not that he would have intentionally drained him, but he always liked to be sure.

Dark curly hair, slender, not what one would call beautiful but close enough. They always looked the same.

Why couldn't he wake up beside some blue eyed blond?

He drew the blanket down and ran his gaze over the length of him. He had an early morning erection. Nice.

He lowered his head and took it into his mouth.

The man woke up, placing a hand in his hair. ”Dino,” he whispered.

Dino brought him to o.r.g.a.s.m, letting the c.u.m wash down his throat. Then he gently pierced the skin with his teeth, taking a few drops of the precious blood before sealing over the wound with his saliva.

When he brought his head up and smiled at him, the young man's breath caught in his throat. Dino got out of bed and stood up in the dimly lit room. He stretched his naked body for a minute, giving the other man a fantastic view.

”Good morning,” the man said.

He glanced at him. ”Good morning, yourself.”

The man looked around him. ”If it wasn't for the clock, I wouldn't have been able to tell. Do you always keep it so dark in here?”

”I can't sleep with the sun s.h.i.+ning in.”

”There are no windows in this room,” he said.

Dino shrugged, wanting him to leave now.

He didn't seem to be in any hurry. Dino waved his hand in front of the wall screen and watched the local news. It was the same old thing, C-Sixty Seven, otherwise known as The Dump, because it was the place where seventy percent of the garbage from the surrounding planets was disposed of; it was a planet filled with criminals. The news paraded a host of human sc.u.m and their filthy disgusting crimes. He had come here years ago when Thor decided to take over as ruler of the peace planet and make the inhabitants his slaves. He told him from the beginning it wasn't his trip. So he had ended up here, first of all because it was an ideal place to feed. He could drink from these creeps guilt-free. One less killer on this planet was doing it a favour.

But then he'd been caught up in the pain of its citizens and he had started investigating and solving crimes.

Soon people were seeking him out. He was known as a kind of private investigator. And although the Ruby Miracle helped him to control his thirst and allowed him to tolerate the sun, he still preferred to work at night.

He looked over at the guy in his bed now and sighed. ”Do you mind if I ask your name?”

”Gorge. It's a nickname.” He grinned.

”Oh,” Dino replied. ”Well, Gorge, I'm not kicking you out but I have stuff to do today, so...”

He got out of the bed and nodded. ”Okay. Can I see you again? It was wild. Let me tell you, I don't think I've ever had s.e.x like that before.”

Dino shrugged. ”Maybe. Take care,” he said, walking into the other room.

Gorge pulled on his clothes, and left.