Authors: Chris Lange
A Touch Too Much (23 page)
Closing her eyes, she summoned her lifeblood. The force instantly surged from her very core, wildly coursing through her body, filling her veins and her heart. On the verge of orgasm, Calista took a deep breath and released it. She felt the force rushing out, penetrating the vampire without so much as a tingle, infusing his every pore, melting into his blood forever.
As her lifeblood receded, the vampire heaved into her for the last time and bore her down hard. She climaxed as he buried his cock in her, shouting from the sheer bliss of it, her whole body quivering from the intense sensation. Blown away by his orgasm, he blurted out a hoarse sound.
“Bloody hell,” he exclaimed after a few seconds, “that’s the best fuck I’ve ever had.” Letting go of her, a thin smile creeping on his face, he pulled her hair back. “Let’s get down to business now, shall we?”
Standing naked before him, she didn’t answer. She just looked at him with confidence and serenity.
“Go ahead.”
He seemed surprised by her boldness, though he leaned towards her neck. “If it isn’t the first time someone’s asked to be bitten…”
He was thrown back violently, hitting the wall fifty feet away. His head struck the stone surface, his lean body collapsing in a heap on the ground. Watching his slumped form, Calista marvelled anew at the destructive force living in her. She was only able to unleash it when having sex, but somehow it felt natural and it made sense—sex and blood merging to bring forth life.
Picking her clothes up in a hurry, Calista got dressed. Her skirt had seen better days and her top was in tatters, showing the fullness of her breasts, but it would have to do. Head down, she was zipping up when the vampire grabbed her arm, probably intending to finish what he had started.
Arms pumping, he flew backwards, squarely hitting the wall for the second time, sliding down with a look of complete stupefaction.
“Christ! What did you do to me?”
“I didn’t do anything,” Calista lied, enjoying the shock on his face, “I guess you must be having a bad day.”
“Damn you!” He spat on the ground, slowly getting to his feet. “What did you do?”
“Let’s just say you can’t hurt me anymore, or anyone else for that matter.”
“What? How?”
He seemed dazed, understanding ploddingly dawning on him. From now on, he would never feed off a human being and would be cut off from nourishment and death. He was a vampire without fangs, without means to kill.
“That’s bullshit!” He got up and came up to her with more caution. Slowly stretching his arm out, he sensed the invisible shield around her, protecting her from harm. Still disbelieving, he reached out anyway and was repelled again.
“Undo it. Whatever it is, undo it.”
“I can’t,” she replied in total honesty, walking away from him. She was at the foot of the stairs when he called out to her.
“Please, I’m hungry.”
She turned to him. He was staring at her, vulnerable and pathetic, his blond hair falling on his lean face. Although he had banged her to her satisfaction, she had no compassion for vampires. No pity, no mercy.
“I’m sure you’ll find rats around here. Enjoy your meal!”
Letting out a sharp cry of frustration, he slammed the wall with his fist. As the thudding sound echoed in the stone chamber, she got the hell out.
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Chris Lange is a sensual romance author, and a dreamer. She daydreams, nightdreams, Mondaydreams, weekenddreams, springdreams, winterdreams. Then, she writes. Welcome to her fantasy world.
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