Authors: Rebecca Abbott
Alpha Vampire Romance: Vampire’s Mate (Paranormal Shapeshifter Alpha Demon Vampire Romance) (Coming of Age Werewolf BBW Shifter Women’s Fiction Short Stories) (100 page)
Christopher stands there, staring at me with a raised brow. He steps aside after a moment and I tentatively step inside.
“Fancy seeing you here,” he says quietly, flipping on the hallway light as he closes the door so we’re not trapped in darkness. Visions of our intimacy and the bites he placed on my skin bring a hot flush to my cheeks.
“I need to speak to you and Damien,” I say shortly, averting my eyes and looking down the hallway in search of Damien’s familiar form. “Please.”
“Follow me,” Christopher says with a shrug, making his way down the hallway and back to the sitting room I was last in with them. I settle onto the couch it hesitantly while Christopher goes and fetches Damien.
Finally they are both sitting before me, but suddenly I cannot find my words. I bite my lip and play with the sleeves of my shirt, looking up at them hesitantly.
Damien’s eyes are trained on my lip, watching how my tooth captures the soft pink flesh. But then as soon as I look at him his eyes dart back up to my own. There’s something dark and wanting in his eyes which I try to ignore.
“Why did that happen?” I say finally, my voice coming out smaller than I would like. I clear my throat. “At the club you stopped drinking from me well before I was in any danger.” I look pointedly at Damien. “Why didn’t you do that again? Either of you.”
Damien and Christopher exchange a look, and then Damien sighs deeply. “Sometimes we get carried away, especially when involved in this sort of situation.” He gestures out with his hands towards myself and Christopher. “We both got carried away in the moment. It won’t happen again.”
I think about his words. They haven’t completely comforted me. “If I were to . . . become one of you, could that happen again?”
“Yes,” Christopher says seriously. “We are still at danger of running out of blood. Blood still runs through our veins and we still rely on it, we’re much like yourself in that respect. But it’s more difficult for us to get to that dangerous threshold. It’s safer, if you’re one of us. And you bounce back much quicker. Plus, you could probably stop us yourselves at that point.”
I think about his words, rolling them over and over again in my mind. I’m frightened, I can’t deny it. I’m frightened of what happened, I don’t want it to happen again. But the longer I go without one of their bites, the more it haunts me. I need it again. I need the experience. And I’m willing to go to great lengths to get it.
“I want to become one of you.”
My words hang in the air. Damien and Christopher both stare at me with dark and searching eyes, before exchanging a look with one another. Then Christopher cracks a smile.
“I think she’s ready, Damien,” he says slowly. “You had your doubts. Mine are all gone, personally.”
“Yes, I agree,” Damien says with a nod. “The fact that you’re so willing for this even after that traumatizing experience, and after taking a few weeks to think about it . . . I’m willing to do it.”
“How
do
you do it?” I ask breathlessly. My heart is thumping wildly in my chest. I can’t believe they actually agreed. It was more than I could hope for.
“It’s simple, really,” Damien explains. “We drink from you until you are near out of blood. And then we allow you to drink from us. It’s a little messy at first, as your teeth won’t be fully formed. But you’ll get the hang of it.”
They’ll drink from me. Yes. I feel a grin spreading across my face involuntarily.
“I’m ready,” I say, my voice hardly louder than a whisper.
Damien gets up suddenly, moving towards me. He sits down beside me and rests a hand on my thigh, sliding his fingers down until they are between wedged between my legs before giving me a squeeze. I gasp and he grins, before drawing aside my hair and baring his teeth against my neck.
I see Christopher approaching out of the corner of my eye. I feel his fingertips on my shoulder, sliding down my back until he reaches the hem of my shirt. He tugs it upwards, causing Damien to pause in his ravishing of my neck as my shirt goes over my head. I reach towards Christopher, fumbling on the button of his pants but eventually managing to get it. He growls deep in his throat before grabbing my chin and wrenching my face towards his, capturing my mouth in a kiss.
Damien sinks his teeth into my skin and I gasp against Christopher’s mouth as his tongue probes into mine. I lightly bite at his tongue and he lets out a growl.
With my hands I reach down and take hold of him, feeling him grow instantly hard in my grip, and begin to work my hand up and down the length of him. Damien’s hand moves down the flat of my stomach and down my thigh until it reaches the hem of my skirt. He flips up my skirt and I shudder as he places a hand against my bare crotch.
As Damien drains blood from my neck Christopher kisses me with a passion like nothing I have ever experienced before. This time is even better than the last. As I stroke Christopher he pulls off his shirt and leans into me. I can feel his hard body against my own as he takes one of my nipples in his mouth. I shudder and let out a moan as he works his tongue in circles.
Damien moves in front of me and frees himself from his pants. He enters me as Christopher takes his tongue and runs it up my neck. I lean into him in anticipation of his bite and when it finally comes I gasp in ecstasy. I can feel my blood being drained by both men as Damien makes love to me and I have never felt anything like this before. My orgasm slams through my body causing my back to arch and every muscle in my body to go taut. Damien lets go of my neck and thrust into me with abandon his tight, muscular body glistening with sweat as he moves. I run my hands over the contours of his shoulders and down his tight abdomen. I wrap my arms around his waist. Gripping his buttocks with both hands, I force him to thrust even faster.
Christopher continues to drink from me as Damien begins to moan with pleasure. I can tell he is near climax, but right now I want nothing more than for him to stay inside of me. As his orgasm comes, he latches onto my neck and drinks deep of my blood. Pure ecstasy shoots from my tips of my toes and nearly blows the top of my head off.
I am panting like a racehorse as Damien moves aside and Christopher steps between my legs. Unlike Damien, he never releases my neck. As he enters me my body once more shudders with pleasure. With both of them draining the blood from my body I feel ecstasy like I have never felt before. I moan and throw my head back as Christopher reaches his climax. Christopher’s hard body presses up against mine as he thrusts on final time, but something is different. My vision is beginning to fade a little around the edges and my breath is much harder to catch. Still the pleasure of both men drinking from me at the same time is so intense that I don’t want them to stop. My breath comes in shallow, ragged gasps. Like before my body is covered in a sheen of cold, clammy sweat and it is getting harder and harder to think. I know that I am getting close to how weak I was last time when they nearly killed me, but I want more.
I feel the familiar weakness setting in. I moan aloud, feeling the slick, hard bodies of Damien and Christopher against me. But suddenly Damien stops, and then Christopher follows suit.
Damien crouches down beside me, cupping my face in his hand and turning me so I look at him. I grin at him lazily.
“Why did you stop?” my voice is breathy and weak.
“Because it’s time,” Damien purrs. He holds up something in the light, it shines silver. A knife? I watch in my lazy stupor as he brings the blade towards his skin and slashes across his collarbone. A thin line of red bubbles to the surface.
He places a hand on the back of my head and guides my face towards his chest.
“Drink.”
My lips press against the red stain on his skin. I tentatively open my mouth, my tongue flicking out against him. It tastes strange . . . metallic. But I’m curious. And the more I drink, the better it tastes. That familiar euphoric sensation is washing over me. And with it comes this incredible sense of power. Something feels strange in my mouth. I can’t pinpoint it, but all of a sudden I can
bite
him. I press my teeth down and they break through the skin easily, effortlessly. Blood trickles into my mouth at a steadier pace and I let out a moan of ecstasy.
“It’s working.” Damien’s voice drifts to my ears slowly and languidly, as if through a haze. I feel Christopher leaning over my shoulder, his lips against my skin again. And then he’s biting down and he is drinking from me as I drink from Damien. My entire body is trembling. My skin is on fire but in the best way.
I am a vampire, and nothing has every felt so good.
THE END
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