Bill Merryweather made a quick exit out of the precinct and headed for his car. He swung the car out onto the road and headed for home, hot with anticipation of the following day. It was after 1a.m. by the time he arrived. He opened the door of the brownstone and climbed the stairs. It was unlikely he would sleep much now he had the first real clue to ponder. He opened the door to his apartment, slung his coat on the hallstand and went through to the kitchen. He selected an English beer from the icebox and sat down. His cell-phone rang. It was Hernandez.
"Hey Mez, I can't sleep. Can I come over for a beer and discuss the case?"
"Of course," he said deliberately coldly, not wishing to betray the delight he would feel having her in his home. "Bring some of that crap you yanks call beer. I only have the crap us Limeys call beer!"
Half an hour later Hernandez was standing at his door, her dark hair loose about her face and her big dark eyes lightly made up.
"Nice place," she said. "The guard at the street gate was packing a bazooka!"
"It's designed to stop cars crashing the gate. But even I think it's a little excessive"
He poured her a beer and placed it on a coaster.
"You look great," he said nervously, looking at her white blouse, blue skirt and expensive low-heeled shoes.
"Thanks Mez. Didn't know you was lookin'. You Limeys don't say much personal stuff."
"I'm middle class Hernandez." He said, a rich vein of irony in his voice. "We're still quite reserved even these days. You wouldn't catch me saying anything like you look great, or you are very attractive dressed like that, or when I look carefully I can see the real woman behind the badge."
She smiled.
"Jees Mez. Are you coming on to lil' 'ol me?"
"Would that be a problem? I know its awkward with us working together but lately I have been having thoughts."
"Go on." She said seriously, her face changing from one of surprise to one of real interest.
"Well I have to confess I have had these thoughts since I first saw you. I find it difficult to partner someone I'd like to make love to if I was honest."
She was silent for a while, and then slowly she smiled again and reached across the table and stroked his face.
"You ain't alone Mez. I've bin' wondering 'bout you too. Why don't you jus take me through to your bedroom and we can show each other in detail whats buggin' us? Lets worry about partnerships tomorrow."
Nadia was full, almost drunk on the blood. She had emptied Mandy and half drained Lana. Lana was lying in a pool of blood, still gurgling through a large hole in her throat. Nadia walked through to the bathroom and got in the shower to soap away the blood. She was too full to think of how to dispose of the two women but they would be missed. If Jason were there he would have severed their heads and tumbled their bodies down the linen chute. But Nadia wasn't bothered just yet, she was too busy cradling her full belly and enjoying the afterglow of an evening well spent.
Bill took Hernandez into the bedroom and slowly undressed her, savouring every moment of her body being unveiled. First she kicked off her shoes, and then he unbuttoned her blouse. She watched his hands as they quickly slipped her out of it, then sliding his finger down her waist and over her belly to unhook the belt of her skirt. Underneath her underwear was plain cotton. Expensive natural fibres. Her bra went first, making him sigh with delight as they released her breasts. Firm full and self-supporting even without their cover. Then he sank to his knees to slip of her briefs revealing a neatly trimmed triangle of wiry pubic hair. He licked her dark belly, already lost in the fantasy of her Hispanic skin. Her hair tickled his face as she bent down to kiss the top of his head. He stood up, slipping off his shirt and pants. Then he kissed her gently on the lips. Her eyes closed and she smiled up at him. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled down his shorts. His cock, large enough and almost hard sprung up and waved about a few inches from her face. She reached out and took it in both hands, gently massaging the foreskin back and forth. He joined her on the bed and kissed her.
Nadia climbed out of the shower, dressed and made her way down to the lobby. With her cape to protect her identity she decide she would just leave. Mandy would not turn, she had not drunk of Nadia, and Lana would be dead of blood loss quite soon. Besides, it had been a while since she had lived dangerously, and it was about time she started again. She knew Jason would go mad, but why should she answer to him?
They continued to kiss, tongues probing. He slid his arms around her, drawing his mouth from hers. He traced the line of her jaw, using his lips and tongue. Then he licked her big chestnut nipples, moving lower and lower until I had a mouthful of her pubic hair. She wriggled as his tongue probed her pussy. In reply she pushed him back, his prong of a tool waving about in front of her. She slid her tongue up the inside of his leg, quickly flicking over his balls, and down the other side. She came back to his cock, taking it in her hot mouth. She engulfed it quickly, sliding down over it as far as possible. She used one hand to cup his balls, playing with them, the other helped to limit the depth of his gentle thrusts in to her throat. He was harder than ever before
She removed her mouth and climbed onto the edge of the bed and offered her pussy to him. He parted the lips of her cunt and flicked his tongue against her clit again, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. He moved up her body and began sucking her nipples for a second time, then slid his lengthy meat inside her. It was just how she had imagined it. Thick and hard, throbbing away inside her wet and wanton slit
"Bite them, go on," She giggled, feeding her nipples in to his mouth. "Fuck me harder you Limey bastard.!"
Bill obliged with a barrage of good long hard strokes until he could feel Hernandez' orgasm boiling up inside her like lava from a volcano. To his delight she started to shout the most obscene things and dig her nails in to his back. He could practically feel her cum seeping out but he held on to his own.
Nadia was safe. She was out on the street and part of the flickering shadows once again. She sensed the weather was about to break and ducked in to an ally. A clap of thunder was quickly followed by a torrent of rain. The fires by the river would soon be out. Then she heard a noise behind her and turned to see a gang of four mutants appear from behind the dumpsters, boxes and trashcans.
"Looks like were going to have ourselves a gang bang!" said the tallest. His dark hair swept back from his handsome pale face revealed a set of haphazard scars. He laughed revealing perfect white teeth bracketed by a pair of deliciously long fangs.
