Desperate and Dateless (6 page)

Vicci let her hips fall back down, sweat beading on her brow and her breath coming in gasping pants.
Wow, these are some damn toys!

She heard the
click
of a lid being replaced and watched as Vlad moved closer to her as he climbed back on the bed. His fingers were curved and fluted, holding some lubricating gel. He picked up the second ball, gave a tiny tug on the cord attaching it to the one inside her and smiled as she swallowed at the sensation. He rubbed a small amount of the liquid over the ball, and then gently rubbed one finger over the entrance to her anus in preparation for the toy.

“Open up, darling,” he purred and Vicci felt a heated wave of lust crash through her. She wanted to try everything with this vampire, wanted to indulge in every dark fantasy she had ever dreamed. Before her one experience, she had dreamed secretly of anal sex, of feeling a hot, hard, impossibly thick cock reaming her ass. The painful reality had changed her mind, but still the fantasy persisted.

Feeling her ass muscles give way for Vlad’s two thick fingers pressing inside her, she remembered every forbidden book she had read, every dream and porn-vid she had ever watched about a pretty girl getting her ass reamed.

She moaned, unable to hide her delight and rapture at the sensation of the fingers penetrating her ass. In and out he stroked, coating her walls with the soft, warm gel. Vicci couldn’t help but writhe, and in so doing, she set the vaginal ball tingling again.

It only stoked her heat higher.

Finally, she could feel herself begin to climax, the hot, exciting sensations building within her until she couldn’t hold anything back. While she didn’t see stars or feel the earth move beneath her, the contractions of her pussy sent tiny jolts of pleasure through her system, particularly as they made the ball inside titillate her even more.

She groaned and arched her back, unconsciously pulling hard on the manacles binding her wrists as the climax slammed through her. With her eyes closed and her senses flared, she could feel the heavy satisfaction of the man who watched her writhe in ecstasy.

Vicci knew he could sense her pleasure, also knew he enjoyed the wash of her emotions as they covered him. All too soon, she felt herself coming down from the sensational high, felt her body begin to relax as the climax wound down, and leaving her depleted and empty.

After her shuddering passed, she felt Vlad gently pull his fingers out.

“That was a magnificent starter,” he teased.

He slid the ball into her with ridiculous ease. Vicci didn’t even flinch as he pressed the heavy ball right up her hidden passage. She felt her nipples peak as Vladmir softly kissed her on the lips. He ran his hands over the fullness of her breasts, palming the nipples and gently caressing the globes.

Vicci kissed him hungrily, sliding her tongue teasingly against his. She moaned at the tiny prick of his fangs and realized he was a lot closer to the edge than he seemed. Wanting to give him as much pleasure as possible, she deepened the kiss, pouring her emotions into the caress.

“You are delicious,” he panted against her lips as he slowly began to nibble down her neck. When he reached that sensitive spot, he laved it with his tongue. “So delicious you make me want to do all sorts of things to you.”

She shivered in lust as his teeth scraped her pulse. She remembered the flying ecstasy of when he had drunk her blood. She felt her body heat up all over again. Her pussy got damp in excited anticipation of what could possibly come next.

“So then do it,” she offered temptingly. “I don’t hear myself screaming or complaining. Indulge yourself, Vlad. It was wonderful.”

She felt him run his lips over the pulse point in her neck, the gentle scrape of teeth.

The minute stretched out as she waited.

Chapter Six

Vlad pressed his teeth to the seductively soft skin of Vicci’s neck. He knew he still had enough control left to do her no harm, and the temptation, the call of her blood, was almost more than he could bear.

He had gone through a couple of periods of heat but had never found the right woman who would be fertile to his seed. Instead of spilling his seed in a sensitive, mindlinked, connected woman, he had run though dozens and dozens of utterly unimportant women, one after the other..

For the untried youth, falling into heat could be dangerous. To one such as he, with experience, he knew if he didn’t find a woman who could complete his Circle during his fertile stage, he would need to lose himself in woman after woman until his time passed. Often he needed two in one night, as one human woman would be driven to exhaustion before he had sated his need.

There were a few races of Amazons and mystical warriors with whom a vampire could fuck over and over and over and neither would run out of strength or stamina. In fact, a few small groups considered it a coming-of-age ritual to guide a fledgling vampire through his heat. Both parties ended up completely and utterly sated, and often slept for days afterwards.

Yet this time, Vlad knew he had found his mate. Neither of them would ever need another as they completed each other so perfectly. Maybe every now and then they would bring in a third party, but those were details for later.

At this moment, Vladmir wanted nothing more than to fuck himself raw in the only woman who could complete his Soul’s Circle, to drink her blood and fulfill the ritual. Even with this desperate hunger clawing at him, he decided to wait. He would complete the ritual, but not right now. He wanted to sate his woman first.

Pulling himself away from her neck was the hardest thing he had ever done. Harder than all the battles he had fought, harder than all the politics he had to compete with throughout his years, harder even than parting with his first woman, back when he had been a fledgling.

Vlad kissed his way down to Vicci’s delectable breasts and heavily suckled at one nipple. If he couldn’t have her blood, he would need to feed from the incredible lust building between them. Something to tide him over and get his mind away from the tempting lure of her blood.

Vlad suckled from both breasts and let his hand fall down to the apex of her thighs. Gently grazing his teeth over the sensitive areola, he marveled at how responsive she was. Her back arched, giving him the perfect access to her clit. Strumming it with one hand he let the other hand fall slightly lower, to the cord connecting the balls. Teasingly, he tugged at the cord.

Vicci cried out. He smiled, and merged their minds.

He felt a huge haze of red heat. Hunger clawed his insides, but it was almost completely overwhelmed with her lust and desire. She had worked out the fact that the balls had an inner core that resonated with the person they were encased within.

As Vicci’s lusts rose higher and higher, the balls would absorb her energy and tingle inside her like an electrified particle. It was completely harmless, as they danced with their host’s energy.

The vaginal ball was singing along merrily, humming against her G-spot, and the anal ball was just starting up. In a very short time, Vicci would be screaming her delight.

Vlad stroked her clit until it pouted, fleshy with the blood supply. Gently, he placed the clamp over her clit, holding the blood there, fully engorged and just waiting for some action. Vicci was whimpering, tugging at her manacles and arching into his every touch, caress and stroke of his tongue.

Deftly, he tugged again on her nipple, enjoying the cry this elicited from her. He felt her shudder and could tell she was on the brink of another orgasm.

What more can I do for you, my love?

Never before had he connected through sex. Often in the heat of battle or in severe danger vampires could mindlink with each other but usually only in extreme circumstances. Vampires were taught from a very young age how to protect themselves, to erect mind barriers. The added intimacy of the mindlink was yet another thing Vlad felt grateful for. He was completely shocked when she responded to him.

My clit,
she insisted.
Suck it. It feels like it’s about to explode.

Happily, Vlad lowered himself so his mouth rested just above her erect clit. He could actually see it throbbing in need, flushed and full. Deftly he removed the clamp and, as Vicci screamed her orgasm, suckled her clit strongly into his mouth.

He continued suckling her clit and stroking her anal opening as the orgasm ran through her body. He wanted her primed and ready. His own climax wouldn’t wait much longer. He had been waiting for her for too long, had held onto this release for more than he could cope with.

And more, he wanted to complete his circle with her, wanted to fuse them together as only they could. He wanted to pour his essence deeply inside her and create their child. As his mind focused on his dearest-held wish to have a child, he caught a glimpse of a small boy through their shared mindlink. He felt hope rise within him when he realized she had foreseen a child of theirs when they had first met.

Their child. A son. With Vicci’s eyes and his face and hair.

How he already loved that boy!

As Vicci came down from her high, Vlad released her clit and moved back up her body.

“Ready for me now, my love?” he chuckled, pleased with the way her expressive gray eyes widened. She sweated, her arms lay limply, obviously she felt wrung out, but the erect little nipples sticking out to him and the way her legs shifted restlessly told their own story.

She might feel sated, but she still had one more screaming climax left inside her.

He bent down to kiss her, to gently rub his lips along hers. “Just one more,” he promised huskily.

“One more,” she agreed softly, “and then it’s my turn.”

Vlad chuckled, pleased to see her backbone and her innate teasing nature. “It would be my pleasure.”

Chapter Seven

Vicci couldn’t help herself as her back arched again and she craved even more of Vlad’s body. She couldn’t tell what felt so very different about being with him, but while she usually was one insatiable woman, everything seemed just so much more intense with Vlad.

Her orgasms were harder, her emotions spiked higher, and she surprised herself by not fully coming down from these emotional and physical highs. Instead of being deflated, she felt invigorated.

It felt wonderful, but so strange.

Instead of wanting to turn him over and ride him like a horse, she wanted to wallow in the feelings, wanted him to touch her more. For the first time ever, she
wanted
him to pamper her and treat her like a queen, where normally Vicci was the one to take the control and then get up and leave.

Vicci felt Vlad grope for the cord between the two balls. She wriggled expectantly. When he pulled the vaginal ball from her, the resounding
pop
as it pulled free sent electric shocks through her system. She opened her mouth, wanting to insist he put it back in place, but he cut her off first.

“I’ll replace it with something much larger,” he promised.

Vicci felt him rubbing the tip of his cock against her weeping entrance. She shut her mouth and smiled up at him. Seemed like a fair exchange to her. Hungrily, she accepted his kisses, knowing in her heart she loved him. She knew he thought she was some fantastical soul mate type woman and she didn’t have the heart to disappoint him.

She had always been able to read people’s minds, maybe not as clearly and thoroughly as she and Vlad could exchange, but it wasn’t something special and privileged with her. She wanted to indulge in the fantasy with him, think maybe they would stay together, that this would not just turn out to be some fling from a big party. She poured all her heart and soul into the kiss, let him feel all the emotions and doubts and worries she usually held locked inside.

She gave him everything she was. For the first time in her whole long life, she held nothing back at all. In return, she could appreciate the enormity of the emotions being pouring back to her from Vlad, his hopes and dreams of the future. She saw a glimpse of the mental picture of the child she had seen earlier, and his love and devotion to such a child.

Just as quickly as she had seen him, the picture flashed away, only to be replaced with an urgent, utterly masculine need and hunger. She accepted it, opened herself up even further, and Vlad penetrated her to the core.

Vicci cried out, partly in pain, partly in a completely fulfilling, satisfied manner she had never experienced ever before in her life. Vlad filled every possible particle of her, and what he had said seemed in that moment to be utterly true. They completed each other in every way possible.