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Bed of the Dead

By:

Louisa Bacio

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Hot Ink Press “Blaze”

Publication

 

Algonquin, IL 60102

 

Bed of the Dead

 

This Book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, duplicated, hired out, or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Text Copyright © July 2012 by
Louisa Bacio

All Rights Reserved

 

 

 

 

 

Cover Design by:
S.K. Whiteside

 

Published by:
Hot Ink Press

(An Erotic Imprint of Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing, LLC.)

This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual persons, alive or deceased are purely coincidental and quite frankly just plain silly. Let’s face it, Vampires and other creatures of the dark don’t really exist.
 

 

 

 

 

The material contained inside this eBook contains graphic depictions and may not be suitable for young readers. Parental guidance is highly recommended.

BED OF THE DEAD

 

Sex with a vampire is so overrated, Chloe thought as she lay on the bed, getting a pounding of her life. Sure his dick was hard, but she could get the same amount of finesse from a piece of chiseled granite. Where was the soft warmth?

Bound to the bed with velvet ties wrapped around her wrists, Chloe squirmed beneath the dead weight of Nicholas, and wondered what the hell she was doing in the bed of the dead anyway. She’d spent most of her adult lifetime looking for the secret world of the unliving and when she’d finally found it, it bit her on the ass.

With a final heaving groan, good and old Nick pulled out and slumped beside her. “You’re the best lay I’ve had in a decade,” her wood-fearing lover sighed. Strings of his greasy black hair slung over her shoulders and breasts, and she untangled her legs from his.

With a few simple tugs, he released her restraints. Pushing aside the purple velvet duvet, Chloe swung her legs over the side of the bed and spread open the crème-colored drapery. Her arm wound around the canopy covering, and a momentarily panic of being trapped overwhelmed her before the wispy material let her free. As she stalked her way to the bathroom, Chloe took a mental inventory of her body: she had aches in places where she’d rather be having quakes. If she didn’t get out of this sin-pit soon, either Nick or one of his undead wannabes was going to kill her. For good.

She stopped by the ornate, gold-trimmed full-length mirror and took in her body – her pale skin shown beneath the diffused light of the room’s crystal chandelier. Her butter-streaked chestnut hair was in need of a touch-up but otherwise she didn’t look half-bad for a 27-year-old mistress of the night. Her C-cup breasts perked ever just the right amount and, turning around to admire her backside, her ass flared out in all the right places. 

“Don’t be too long,” Nicholas called out after her. Chloe shivered in her bare feet. She needed to get away from him and this perverse vampire coven before it was too late.

A maroon robe hung over the chaise lounge in the corner, and she tugged it on, luxuriating in the silky texture sliding over her nude skin. Plush carpeting caressed the soles of Chloe’s feet as she made her way down the condo’s main staircase to the nether rooms. In the living room, a group of young vamps watched
True Blood
while playing their favorite drinking game. A more than willing college blondie lay tied to the glass coffee table, her hair splayed out in a waterfall off one side, and her clothes stripped off exposing ripened flesh. Every time someone on the show had sex, the group would take a drink from the victim. Bite marks sprinkled over the coed’s body, and her blue eyes had taken on a glassy cast. Who said vampires didn’t know how to have fun?

Chloe had grown tired of the bloody gangbangs weeks ago. She’d posted an ad on Craigslist looking for some kinky bondage play. Despite the alluring photo she’d included, and the explicit description, not one single taker contacted her; likewise, no one responded to her inquiries to join other groups. Instead, Nicholas found her one night when she’d gotten off her late-night shift waiting tables. On first impression, he possessed an old-world allure, like he came from money and knew how to spend it. She’d come with him willingly enough. At first she thought that he was enjoying some role-playing games: the evil vampire and his slaves. Then, she learned the games were all too real.

Now, all Chloe longed for was the feeling of warm flesh, ever so pliable between her thighs and she knew just the guy who could give it to her. She passed through the kitchen, registering the red-splattered Corian countertops and crimson-stained discarded shot glasses. Just because she could walk in daylight, they’d be expecting her and the other “houseguests” to tidy up the place in the morning. They knew that Chloe wouldn’t be able to escape after the mental tethers they’d placed on her. Finally, she arrived in the servants’ quarters in the back of the house where Seth waited. 

While Nick was hard and wizened, Seth was soft and, after all his time of living with the vampires, still held onto his naiveté. In the glass-enclosed room, his olive-toned skin stood out against the cheerily painted yellow walls in the waning moonlight. Chloe loved his surfer-boy features, his light brown hair with streaks of blond that hung over his haunted eyes, and even more so, she adored his humanity. With each body, each little “slip-up” he had to dispose of, Seth sobbed. He hated disrespecting the dead. Unlike her, he didn’t search out the caresses of the undead. Instead, his beauty lured them. And it was that beauty and depth of the human spirit that Chloe longed to capture for herself. 

When Chloe arrived at Nick’s Adventure Palace, or so the master-of-the-house liked to call it, Seth had already been an established resident. She didn’t quite know how long Seth had lived in the condo or what brought him there originally; she figured she would hear the tale someday. Not only did Seth take Chloe under his proverbial wing, he also brought her into his bed. 

As soon as he saw her, Seth took her hand and led her to what they thought of as their bed. He removed her robe, and she stretched out, her body offering a sigh of relief and in anticipation of his touch. The soft cotton sheets added a comfort that Chloe desired. Seth headed toward the bathroom and returned with a fluffy blue washcloth and basin of hot water. She stretched her nude body out on the bed and wantonly spread her legs apart. Seth dipped the towel into the cleansing water and then ran the tantalizing fabric across her body. He wiped away the bite marks on her neck, the tender confines of the fleshy part of her arms, her inner thighs. Nick liked to eat on the plump parts of the body. Each caress wiped away a touch from Nicholas and Chloe’s mind left the restrictions of the lair upstairs and focused on the attention of her other lover.

Seth rubbed the material over the folds of her sex, creating a slowly building friction. Chloe closed her eyes as the sensations began to overtake her body. This caring, this touch, this was what she longer for: the love of another. Not the cold hard fucking of two bodies. 

Although Seth was, in essence, wiping the juices from another from her nether regions, Chloe found herself growing wetter and wetter. “No more games Seth,” she said. “I need you.” And Seth was more than happy to oblige.

He stretched out next to her, his body pressing against hers, increasing the heat between them. As Seth’s hand grazed up her body, the chill of anticipation followed his every move. She wanted a release in a different way. She needed to be free of the bondage of the undead, and at the same time her body yearned for the freedom from her tightly wound libido.

Although she’d been filled every which way, she hadn’t been satisfied.

“I need you to make love to me,” she said. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

“As you wish,” Seth whispered into her ear, knowing that
Princess Bride
was one of her favorite films.

As Seth entered her, the curves of his cock molded to the contours of her pussy. They melded together, two bodies feeling the shapes of another and merging. Chloe sighed as the light weight of Seth’s body moved in motion with hers. Perfect unity. He dipped down, taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking gently and never breaking the rhythm of their lovemaking. Maybe they could escape together, Chloe thought. Maybe they could have a life together outside of this co-op of the dreaded undead.

A gust of coldness encompassed her nipple as Seth’s mouth left its tip, and then focused on the other. In place of his lips, fingertips tantalized her neglected breast, slightly twirling the tip of her nipple. Rivets of sensation cut through Chloe’s body.

She reached down, grabbing Seth’s cock – slick with their comingled juices – where it joined her body. His mouth returned to hers, and their tongues intertwined, stroking each other to higher levels of passion.

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