Vampires and Sexy Romance (26 page)

“I…I don’t usually fight like this…”  The vampire said absently.  Then, as Min’s hands smoothed over the hard bulge in his slacks, he breathlessly whimpered, “I just don’t…”

Min reached one of her hands up and hushed him with a finger over his soft, full lips.

“Just play along.  That’s all you have to do.”  She looked up into his eyes.  “No biting, no trying to kill or hurt me.  Just try and please me, nothing more.”  She popped up on her tip-toes and pressed her lips gently against his.  She waited patiently as he pressed his lips harder against hers, and then she licked up into his mouth. 

Luca’s hands grasped her arms, his grip hard as he squeezed.

He’d just moved his arms and now had the witch in his clutches.  He felt a flicker of triumph radiate through his blood.  She wasn’t as powerful or as tricky as she’d thought she was.  If he could move his arms, then he could do whatever he wanted.

“Foolish witch, you’d drop your protections for mere carnal desire?”  His smiled as he held her by her soft, silk clad arms.  “What is to keep me from killing you right now?”

He didn’t know what to expect from her.  She was clearly deranged, so she might start laughing again—which would most assuredly seal her fait—or she might finally show the fear Luca wanted most from her.

But her expression of lust didn’t falter, neither did her voice, husky and dark with desire.  “I’d like to see you try.”

Luca felt the heat of his contempt well up, hot as a poker, setting his blood to boil.  He reared back and willed his fangs to extend, for his vampire face to come again.  But nothing happened.  He tried again, knowing that he should be able to change at will, yet still, he just stood there.

“Enough!” Luca roared.  If he couldn’t drink her, he’d just strangle her to death, or maybe snap her pretty neck.  But no matter how he tried to reach up to wring her neck, to crush her throat, his body would not respond, and he stood there motionless before the smirking witch.  

“What have you done to me, witch?”

Min reached up and took his chin gently in her finger tips, pulling his gaze to hers.  “I told you, lover,”—the vampire felt a little thrill having her call him by such an intimate expression—“You have to play by my rules, or you don’t get to play at all.” 

She ran her hands over his chest again, brushing her fingertips over his small pink nipples.  “And my rules are: no biting, no trying to hurt or kill me.  All you can do is try to please me.”  She leaned in and licked and kissed her way over the flesh of his peck, and nibbled at his nipple.  “That’s all.”

Luca groaned at the feel of her teeth tugging at him.  She sank her teeth in hard, making him flinch, but that just made his manhood harden in its confines.  He snapped his head back as she took his nipple into her mouth and sucked hungrily, the warmth of her mouth intoxicating. 

His arms could finally move, and he cradled the witch’s head as she sucked, his hands stroking her long raven hair. 

Oh god!
  His mind clouded over with want and yearning.  And even though his beast wanted nothing more than her blood to wash over his tongue, the absence of that option left him with simply the need to have her, even in just this way.

Her hands ran smoothly up his sides then down his back, until they slid down the back of his pants, cupping his bottom like she owned it. 
Infuriating…as if she thinks me already her possession! 

She moved her lips up from his chest, over his clavicle and then up the side of his throat, licking and kissing him until she had his earlobe between her lips, her tongue and teeth working it, causing tiny sparks of pleasure to run like electricity through his body.

An instant later she was out of his arms and across the room, sitting on her loveseat, her legs crossed enticingly, sipping her glass of wine.  Luca felt inexplicably drawn to her.  That standing there half naked, all alone, was too excruciating a fate to live with.

She smiled with those luscious lips, setting her wine down and beckoned him with the crick of a finger. 

The vampire moved to her, ready to hit his knees, to ravish her there and then on the little sofa, but the witch leaned up and took hold of his belt buckle, pulled it open and unzipped his fly.

He gasped and moaned as Min pushed her warm hand into his pants and took him into her grasp, gently tugging his turgid manhood out into the open, stroking it lightly and fondling it with her nimble fingers.

“You are beautiful, vampire.” She looked up the length of him, a wicked smile warm on her lips.  “Every bit of you.”  She ducked her head downward and he felt her take him into her mouth, warm and tight and wet.  His body jerked, and his hips came forward as she took more and more of him past her pretty lips.

He knew he could not last long if she was going to do this to him.  He was not accustomed to such a pleasure.  Sure, he could fuck a woman—be it human or vampire—until she begged for him to stop, but he had never become used to a woman’s mouth feasting so hungrily on his sex.  It was too much to bear, too much to last through.

He pulled the witch up from her position on the loveseat and pulled her lips from his cock.  That barely stopped his impending climax.  He held her out from him by the shoulders.

Her lips were the red of rubies, the flesh around them bruised and puffy.  Those lips moved to ask a question, but he captured them with his own.  He pulled her to him, her body pressed against him through its silk covering.  His erection pressed tightly between his stomach and the bottom of her sternum.  Each breath she took stroked his agitation all the more.

Luca plucked at the simple silk tie that kept the robe around her and pushed it from her shoulders.  It fluttered to the floor.  He roughed the straps of her lacy gown from her shoulders, and it crashed silkily to the floor as well.

~*~

Standing naked before the vampire, Min felt his gaze caress down her body like the touch of an autumn breeze, cool just like his flesh.  Even his manhood was cool to the touch.  She’d been surprised that even that part of him was just room temperature.  But once her tongue had tasted his exquisite flesh she’d been powerless not to feast on him.  She’d never enjoyed that certain act as much as she had doing it to the vampire.  Yet he had ended it so soon.

Must be a vampire thing…

Funny…and ironic…the vampire doesn’t like to be sucked…

Luca pressed against her with his entire body and made her fall backwards onto the loveseat.  The velvet upholstery caressed her back and bottom as he moved his smooth, broad body over the aching flesh of her front.  She shuddered as he kissed her mouth and rubbed his tongue ardently against her own.  Then he copied her technique and moved his mouth over her jaw and lingered over her neck—she held her breath, certain the spell she’d cast would hold, but still anxious having the vampire’s lips on her throat—then finally moved lower. 

His lips kissed over the flesh of her breasts and his cold tongue worried her burning flesh, roughed at her hardening nipples.

“Oh goddess,” she whispered as he sucked on her ravenously.  “Yes…yes…”

A heartbeat later his hands and mouth traversed down her ribcage, playing her very bones like a harp.  He licked and flicked her bellybutton with his tongue, and then dropped his attentions to the fleshy mound of her sex.  Min shivered as she felt his breath, cool and rough, pass over her hungry opening.

The vampire grasped Min from beneath.  His cold hands squeezed her sensitive, bare bottom.  His tongue ran slippery up into the soft folds of her sex and teased at her clitoris and her feminine lips. 

Min gasped and felt a shocking wave of pleasure ripple through her body.  Every muscle in her being was clenched.  Her hips rolled as her thighs closed around the vampire’s head.  His unruly hair tickled those thighs as his tongue and mouth brought her fully to orgasm not once but twice before he finally released her writhing sex from his rapturous torture.

He smiled as he cupped her breast with one hand, the other moving up from where it held the cheek of her ass.  He thumbed the still wet entrance of her vagina.  His lips were splotched red from effort, and shiny with her feminine juices. 

The vampire had somehow removed his boots and slipped out of his pants.  He leaned in and kissed Min—she could taste herself on his lips—then wrapped her arms and legs about him as he picked her up off the loveseat and carried her to the bed.

My bed,
Min thought as he laid her gently onto the satin covers. 
A vampire in my bed... 

The thought was as disturbing as it was titillating. 

She looked into his eyes—they weren’t green anymore, they were blood red.  The hunger for her blood must have been overwhelming.  Surely if she hadn’t cast such a powerful spell that hunger would have broken through and she’d be his midnight snack.  But she could feel that her magic was holding strong, and already the vampire was pushing his blood lust back…or maybe the blood lust was just leaking into his regular lust.  Either way, he was shaking as he pulled her thighs apart again and pressed his naked, muscular body into the space her spread legs afforded.    The vampire’s hardness pressed against the inside of her thigh, and then his weight shifted and it dug against her quivering sex.

Min’s body shuddered as it anticipated him pushing into her.  Her entire body tingled with that prospect. 

The vampire brought his hand to his lips and licked his palm with long, lingering licks, leaving it glistening with his spit.  Reaching down he smeared his saliva over his thick endowment, stroking himself even harder as he stared hungrily into Min’s eyes. 

What a gentleman…

He moved upon her and speared her mercilessly straight through with his fleshy spike.  She moaned hoarsely as she felt the searing pain having something that large pushed into her caused.  It had been a while since her last lover…a sliver of a memory of him flashed in her mind.  How his hulking, muscular body had surged over hers, and how his thick manhood had made her cry out in ecstasy.

And as swiftly as the memory of him had invaded her thoughts, it turned cold—the fact that he’d chosen The Hunt over her had cut her to the core.  Min closed her eyes and pushed hard at the thought and forced it back to the dark corner it always inhabited.  She forced herself back to the present, the moment, the sensations the vampire’s body had caused to wash over her, stoking the fire within her back to life again.

When she opened her eyes again the vampire’s face look absolute blissful, his gorgeous young face imbued with an angelic quality.  But when he opened those eyes they were still blood red, the beauty of the jade green eyes only a memory.

The vampire pulled himself in and out of her.  Min gasped and moaned with rapture.  And even as he stared into her eyes, his demonic red orbs burned into her like branding irons.  She felt herself surrender as her body opened up and gave itself to him completely—monster or not.

Make me forget everything... 

She reached out and grabbed the vampire by his face, her hands making a smacking sound, and pulled him to her.  His expression flashed with surprise, but the moment she planted her kiss on his lips he moaned eagerly and began to feast upon her lips.

Min’s hands traveled over his body.  She gripped the fleshy, tensing orbs of his buttocks as the vampire pumped in and out of her with renewed vigor.  His body trembled as his hips rocked back and forth, stabbing his manhood into her with increasing force, and at desperate angles.  He was losing control.

He cried out as he came, punching his hardness into her with the heat of his release.  Min felt herself break apart with violent shudders.  Her final climax welled up inside her and washed over her like a tidal wave.

The vampire broke off their kiss.  His eyes were still stained the color of blood, and his expression was not of a man who’d just climaxed during sex.  The vampire was still hungry.  The mind blowing sex had done nothing to slake his appetite.          

Min could tell he was trying desperately to make his fangs come out.  If he could he would drink her dry, leaving nothing left.  But Min’s spell held fast, and he soon realized how futile it was—which seemed to thoroughly piss the vampire off.

“Damn it to hell!” he hissed as he pulled himself from inside her and rolled away off the bed.  Standing there completely naked, he threw his fist up in the air and cursed god and the heavens for their treachery.  “What the fuck do you want from me?”

Min was enjoying the view.  Ancient corpse or not, his fine young body jiggled in all the right places.  The sight of him made her wish he were a mortal lover, not an undead homicidal demon.

But that is exactly what he is!
  A fierce voice thundered in her head.  She knew exactly who it was, and she refused to see her grandmother’s spirit, or to acknowledge her. 
A filthy, soulless demon!

She communed with her grandmother on special occasions, even more often since her mother was in stasis.  She was the reason Min knew that Katarina was not in the spirit realms.

That will be quite enough,
she thought back at her grandmother’s ghostly voice.

“It’s time for you to take your leave, vampire.”  Min gathered the bed-sheet about her and padded across her bed room and stopped for a brief moment to touch his bare shoulder.  His eyes flickered with red fire, but his face seemed confused. 

Min moved to the window and pulled it up with one hand.  Smiling she said, “I’m revoking your invitation.  Get out.”

As if something invisible were pulling him, the vampire awkwardly staggered to the window and ducked on through it, stepping onto the roof outside.  Min gathered up his clothes and tossed them through the threshold of the window. 

“Thank you, vampire…I needed that.”  She slid the window closed, threw the latch and locked it.  She looked one last time at the naked, seething vampire before pulling the drapes shut.