Moonlight Seduction (4 page)

Stephen just stood at the edge of the dance floor, mesmerized until Vivian whispered something to Rhea, grabbed her by the hand and guided her in the direction of the hunter. As they got closer to him, Rhea began to blush as she smiled at him, remembering the night before. As they walked past Stephen, Vivian made a motion with her head as if she was telling him to
come with them. He hoped he had read the signal correctly as he turned and walked slowly behind them.
 

The pair walked outside with Stephen following, several steps behind them. The inside of the factory had been filled with smoke so he was happy to get some fresh air into his lungs. He drank in the cool night air as it filled his lungs. The girls continued walking back towards the auto shop, checking to make sure that he was still following behind them.
 

Once they were away from the building enough for the noise to subside, they slowed down to allow Stephen to catch up   and walk beside them. He walked to the right of Vivian, who had Rhea on her left, the two of them continuing to walk hand in hand.
 

"Thank you for coming to meet with me this evening. My name is Vivian. I do believe you have already met my partner, Rhea, and know her quite well." She said sneering at him. She still wasn’t happy about the two of them sleeping together.
 

Rhea smiled and blushed at the same time as she waved at Stephen. Inside, she was giggling like a little school girl, even though her mistress was displeased with her and the mortal’s sexual encounter.
 

"Stephen Rozar," he replied.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance, Stephen Rozar," Vivian said. "Would you be so kind as to accompany us home?

"Is this not where you live?" Stephen exclaimed, pointing to the old auto shop.

"Oh Heavens no. We spend a lot of time here but there is not where we reside. Our car is parked around back. We would be glad to give you a ride."

Stephen looked at her, sizing her up. The look on her face said that she knew that he would take both of them out if they even thought about betraying him. He was happy that he would not have to verbalize this.
 

"Actually, my car is parked off the service road. Let me grab it and then I will follow you."

Once Stephen reached his car, he pulled behind the auto shop while Vivian started up her vehicle. As she pulled onto the dirt road, he followed closely behind.
 

It quickly became obvious that where they were going was far from the beaten path. The ride consisted entirely of one country dirt road after another. The pavement disappeared not long after they left the auto shop and soon, he would travel one bumpy gravel road after another. They had been driving for nearly an hour and a half before the lead car pulled into the driveway of a large home, parking in the circle drive in front of the entrance. Stephen parked his car directly behind theirs and cautiously exited his vehicle.
 

Once he ascended the stairs, he was met by Rhea, who was holding the door open for him. He slowly moved inside before grabbing the door himself and closing it. He was not comfortable having a vampire behind him. He followed Rhea down a long hallway until they reached the dining room, which was where Vivian was waiting for them.

"Can I get you a drink Mr. Rozar?" Vivian asked, pouring herself a glass of wine.

"No." Stephen said in a very matter of fact tone.

"Very well then." said Vivian as she took a seat at the table. Rhea sat down in the chair next to her.

"Won't you please have a seat?" Vivian asked.

"No, I will not. Why don't you just go ahead and tell me what this is all about."

Vivian cocked her head to the side and stared at him, appearing annoyed.

"My, my, Mr. Rozar. Very blunt and to the point are we? Well fine, I will get to the point quickly. My name is Vivian. I was born in Costa Rica in 1714. I am a vampire."
 

Stephen continued looking at her with a look on his face that seemed to say he already knew that and was not amused with the conversation so far.

"As I am sure you know, there are many vampires who thrive on chaos. They like to commit violent acts of mortal humans. They kill for pleasure, not necessity. I and my partner here are very much against everything that those vampires stand for. We take no part in any of those activities."
 

Stephen looked at her for a moment before responding. "It is clear to me that you know exactly who I am. You should know that if I thought you were that type of vampire, we would not even be having this conversation as you would already be perished."

Vivian nodded her head up and down in agreement. "You are correct Mr. Rozar. I do know exactly who you are. I know that you are extremely powerful. I also know that you do not act on your own. I know very well that there is an entire network of hunters. The vampires they are hunting are powerful as well. The vampires that attack for their own pleasure make up a very small minority of our kind. It is important to us that our group and your group can coexist without having to worry about one trying to destroy the other."
 

Stephen knew exactly what she was trying to say. "Believe me when I tell you that you are in no immediate danger. Our group only takes action on vampires that kill. You would not be noticed by our group at all."

"That is good to know Mr. Rozar. Unfortunately, the vampires that kill for pleasure do take notice of those of us who don't."

"That seems like it's an issue that you will need to address. I can't do anything about that."

Vivian was getting flustered. She knew that there was no reason for Stephen to care but she had to try to reason with him.

"I don't think you fully understand. If there were to be a war between our people, the damage would be devastating. There would be more destruction that one of the World Wars. There would be nothing left. A fight is something that we would like to avoid. We simply want to be left alone."

The talk of wars got Stephen's attention. Unfortunately for Vivian, his seductive speaking voice was lost on him. The more she tried to break his barrier, the more she could feel herself running into a wall. She was visibly shaken because these tactics usually worked on anyone she tried them on. She stopped talking in order to collect her thoughts before continuing.
 

"I would like to make you an offer if you are willing to listen to what I have to say."

Figuring that he had nothing to lose by hearing her out, Stephen let out a loud, audible sigh before telling her that he would listen. After all, he had no other plans for the evening.

"Good." Vivian said. "What I am proposing is that Rhea and I can provide you or the people you work for with identifying information on the vampires who do not follow our code and are known to kill for pleasure. We will give you their full names, the location of their kills and the location in which they stay. In exchange for this information, your organization must promise that you will leave those of us who do not wish you harm alone."
 

Stephen was attempting to process the deal that was being offered to him. He knew of at least two other situations in which his organization accepted a deal such as this one and, if he was remembering correctly, the information that the organization was given was almost always fantastic. His heart was telling him that he could trust Vivian and Rhea but his head was telling his heart that it was crazy. He was torn. He was always taught to never trust a vampire, as they were masters of manipulation.
 

After what seemed like an eternity, Stephen finally spoke up. "Okay, Vivian. Against my better judgment, I am going to trust you. You have yourself a deal. Do not make me regret it."

A huge smile swept of Vivian's face. "I am so happy to hear that. You have brought a lot of peace here to us today. Now that the business part of our meeting is done, I must insist that you have a drink with us."

"I am sorry but I can't. I never drink. Even if I did, it would be against regulations to be intoxicated in the company of a vampire."

Vivian just sat there watching Stephen talk while he stood still in the center of the room. She was taking a great interest in him. There was something intriguing about someone who held as much power as he did. Although he was such a powerful figure, she also noticed something that she was sure he didn't want anyone to know about. Behind his hard glare were soft eyes that were tender. She looked him over completely. She
reached out and touched his shoulders, moving her hands up to his face, brushing her fingers across his lips. She wanted to kiss him so badly. She remembered the evening before when she tasted his seed from inside of Rhea. The more she touched him, the wetter she became.
 

"Let me just go ahead and stop you right there," Stephen said. "I know what you are trying to do and there is no way it is going to work. I am immune to these kinds of advances."

Vivian cocked her head to the side once again and flashed a smile that signified that she knew better. She looked over at Rhea and then back at Stephen. "Immune? Is that so?"
 

Stephen opened his mouth to say something but, for the first time in as long as he could remember, he was speechless. What could he really say to that? She had a point. He wasn't very immune the night before.

As Vivian stood up from her chair, Stephen took a step backwards. Vivian held up a hand signaling for him to relax.
She slowly unbuttoned her top and let it fall off her shoulders and to the floor, exposing her beautiful, large breasts and perfectly proportioned erect nipples. She noticed him glaring at her chest so she rubbed her hands over them, pinching her nipples as she went. She continued using her hands to rub down her smooth stomach until she reached the zipper of the pants she was wearing. Within just a few seconds, her pants were lying next to the shirt on the floor. Stephen continued to watch as she ran her hands down the length of her stomach and over her well manicured pubic hair before reaching between her legs, touching herself and showing him that her fingers were slick from her excitement.
 

As much as he wanted to, Stephen could not look away, even as Vivian turned and walked slowly up the stairs, which were situated directly behind where she had been standing. Her naked behind swayed slightly back and forth with each step that she took. Rhea stood up and grabbed him by the hand. He did not put up any fight as she led him to the stairs to follow her mistress.
 

Vivian entered the bedroom and turned to face the open door so she could see when Rhea and Stephen entered. She grinned as she watched Rhea slowly removing all of his clothing. If Stephen would have looked hard enough, he was sure to see that Vivian's normal gaze was replaced with lust once she got a good look at his muscular arms and stomach.
 

As Rhea was working at the buckle of his belt, Stephen told her to hold on for a moment. He reached behind him and removed the firearm that he had concealed in his waistband. He slowly placed it on the dresser, still not completely convinced that he should trust the two of them. Once he had ensured that the safety was on, he told Rhea that she could continue what she was doing.

When Rhea finally slid his pants and underwear down, Stephen was already semi-hard. Both Rhea and Vivian smiled when they saw. Rhea continued by removing his shoes and sliding his bottoms onto the floor. Finally, she slowly removed his socks so that he would be completely nude. As she was rolling down his right sock, she came across the small sword
that he had stashed there. She looked up at Stephen and removed the blade. Stephen glared at her as well. She stood up, placed the blade on the dresser next to the gun before kneeling back down and taking Stephen's cock deep into her throat.
 

Seeing what was happening seemed to anger Vivian. "Stop that!" she snapped. Rhea immediately removed Stephen from her mouth, stood up and looked at Vivian, giving her a pouty look. She turned to look back at Stephen, ran her hands down his chest one more time and left the room.

After watching Rhea walk down the hall, Stephen turned to face Vivian whose eyes were filled with lust for him. This time, he saw the yearning in her eyes and moved in towards her. Her breathing was very heavy and labored. He grabbed her face with his right hand and kissed her deeply and passionately. He used the same hand to trace down the side of her neck before continuing down to her left breast, moving his finger across her erect nipple in the process. He kept going, touching the soft skin on her stomach and making his way down to her pubic hair. Once his finger found her clitoris, he felt nothing but heat. She
was literally burning for him. Vivian moaned in anticipation of what was to come next.
 

Vivian badly wanted to experience the passion behind his kiss again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled in close to him. His penis, which was fully erect, was trapped between them, pressing hard against her tummy. This time, she closed her eyes and initiated the kiss. Their tongues pressed wildly on one another. Vivian's fangs were protruding as she got more excited. On more than one occasion, Stephen could feel them on his tongue. Each time this happened, Vivian used her tongue to push his away and out of danger of being accidentally bitten. The last thing she wanted to do was jeopardize what was about to happen.