sharp teeth puncture her skin. Pain robbed her of air and made her believe death was next, but then there was nothing but pleasure spreading through her body. As he pounded his cock in and out of her pussy, the pressure on her clit intensified. She tried to keep pace with him, thrust her mound up to meet his groin, but ultimately she was pulled into a spiraling red vortex filled with passion. Her orgasm dragged on and on, until her conscious mind floated away in a pleasure-filled sea of blackness.
* * * * *
“Sean! You’re still here!” Waking up clean and naked between fresh smelling sheets was great, but not what she’d expected.
It took her a moment to realize she’d been woken up by Sean’s fingers moving around her clit, bringing her needs rushing to the surface. She was fine with that because she wanted to spend more time exploring their mutual desires, and she spread her legs wider to give his hand more room. “The gossip claims you’re never there when the women you bite wake up, but you’re here and you bit me!”
“Don’t be so surprised, Ella, I said you were a woman who could hold me still, and I meant it.”
Strumming her excited bundle of nerves with his thumb, she couldn’t wait any longer and twisted around until she straddled his hips. Excited and wanting his possession, she kissed the man with all the joy she was feeling. He hadn’t disappeared like she’d expected, and was thrilled they might have more time together.
There was a man in her life who made her heart thump faster, pussy quiver, and nipples harden to entice him closer. However, before they fucked again, there was something she wanted to know.
“You never said why you wanted Josh dead? If you weren’t related to one of his victims, what did he do to you that was so bad?” She laid her head on his chest and dragged a finger around his nipple.
“He was a repugnant fake.” The disgust in his words was obvious, but his face showed nothing. Sean used his hands on her back to try and bring her breast closer to his mouth, only she needed something more of an answer.
“What? That’s it, pretending to be a vamp will get someone killed?” She leaned on her elbows and voiced her surprise by what he’d said with a large dose of sarcasm. “The Whitby wannabes must keep you very busy.”
“This is my home. My family have lived and worked here for hundreds of years and never, ever killed an innocent. A nibble here, a bite there, but not one of us brought shame to our kind, not in our backyard.”
The disgust in him was obvious and, while she couldn’t understand how someone had bothered him enough to be killed, she also couldn’t claim to be much better.
“What that animal was doing to our reputation as vampires pissed me off and infuriated the master in the Northwest. We waited for the police to do something, but his actions were causing fiscal problems with the town. The Whitby tourist bureau was finding it difficult to use the “vampire mysticism” to draw in tourists when one was hunting young girls. We had to do something.”
“And so you hooked up with me, helped me get rid of the guy who was bad for business, and that’s it?” Ella hoped not, but wasn’t sure how to say that to him without coming across as clinging.
“Fuck no! It was decided before you arrived at the pub and then ultimately delayed because I was caught in your trap! Now listen, I’m fighting against the pull of daylight! I waited until you woke up to tell you I took care of the trash so you don’t need to worry about it and because I want you to be in my bed when I get up at dusk.”
With that said, he pushed her back down and thrust his cock deep inside her heat as he pinched a nipple hard, and then twisted until she gasped with unfettered hunger for more. Once she moaned, he slowly pulled out so the beads teased her closer to a climax. For a few minutes he treated her to a