Blood Match (10 page)

They launched into a red hot wild kissing session wrapping themselves around each other. She was spiralling out of herself into a strange new world where there were only senses and simmering heat and a desperate need. She moaned loudly as she ran her hands across his back and down his sides. Her hands wandered underneath his shirt touching his skin. He felt so wonderfully soft and smooth. He had such beautiful skin for a man. It felt like hot silk.

He lifted his head and looked into her face. “Serena, I am just about dying for you. I must have you. Everything about you is perfect. I wish for you to be mine, my mate. I want to talk to you about it tomorrow, to explain what I mean. But tonight, let’s just do this wonderful thing together shall we…”

She just loved the way he spoke to her. His educated pronunciation and his very proper, if slightly old fashioned way of talking really got her going like crazy.

“Oh yes please, let’s…” She pleaded softly. Right here would do. The sooner the better… She was starting right now! She undid the buttons at the front of her blouse and opened it for him. His mouth wandered across her face and down over her bared skin.

“Now you really are killing me! Let’s go to my room…”  He said urgently. He stood up quickly, picked her up from the sofa as if she was as light as a feather and carried her into his room.  She lay on his bed and he undressed her. She knew she looked so good to him. She could see it in his blazing eyes. He couldn’t stop looking at her. His eyes swept up and down her slim perfect form and her long fair hair spread wide like a halo around her head.  She watched as he removed the last of his clothing holding her breath. He was beautiful all over… She let out a sigh of want. Her eyes feasted on him. He was certainly very well proportioned in that department and obviously SO ready!

She tensed up a little with the thought of the position she was now in…. So this really was it.

She was certainly going to remember it all this time!  This was going to be bloody glorious.

He lay down next to her, pulling her into the warmth of his body, wrapping her in his arms and legs. They lay together for a while, gazing at each other…they kissed each other again very softly to begin with and then more passionately. His warm hands began to roam all over her up and down as far as he could reach… She touched him hesitantly, inexperienced, unsure of what he might like her to do…  she was so excited she could hardly breathe.

His hand suddenly moved between them, he pushed her back on the bed and his fingers began probing insistently between her legs and she writhed around in response burning with desire for him. She felt his finger slide up inside her and a flame of heat shot through her whole body, she squeezed herself tightly around his finger….

“Ethan… I want you right now!” She begged panting.

He moved across her and hovered above her looking into her eyes his face solemn and dark. He suddenly dropped his head to her neck at the same time as she felt the hard push inside her. She felt a tiny pinch of discomfort and an odd tingling sensation as he kissed and sucked at her neck and she was suddenly swept away on a tide of euphoria, a really massive high. She was seeing real stars, brilliant flashing lights and a hot feeling was rushing around her body. This was verging on the blissful. He pushed against her harder and faster, his skin was burning so hot beneath her hands. He was being rough and tender all at once – then there was a frenzy of wild motion that she could barely comprehend – they seemed to be moving all over the bed very fast…what was going on? They were rolling over and over, she was being lifted upright against the wall, he was pushing into her so hard…all the breath was being knocked out of her body. She clung on to him tightly as she floated away on a higher plane.

It felt divine, whatever he was doing…. She could smell a strong scent between them, something she could not place. His head was still at her neck and his hands were roaming all over her, softly squeezing and caressing. After a minute or two she suddenly started to come down from her high…. She felt weak and lightheaded. In fact she was reeling and felt faint and tried to tell him so.

“Ethan, I’m feeling so very ….”  and then everything went black as she passed out in an exhausted sweet ecstasy…

Ethan lay next to her looking at her intensely. He’d been intoxicated with her scent ever since he first caught it in the club restaurant that night… She had slipped away from him for a while, but fate had returned her. She was his now.

He really hadn’t meant to do that to her the first time… he wanted to give her a gentle more normal experience. He had become rather carried away… a little too rough. He suddenly felt concern about how she would react… she didn’t know him properly yet…  He picked her up and took her to her room and covered her up. He lie by her side for a long time stroking her face gently until he was sure she was sleeping peacefully. She would sleep for a long time now.

What a divine young creature she was. He placed a kiss on her beautiful mouth and eyes and left her room for the peace and solitude of his den.

Chapter 18

She awoke some time later and was alone in her chosen gold bedroom. Ethan must have carried her in there. She was under the bedcovers but even so she felt cold and shivery. She was confused about what had happened precisely and how it ended. Her stomach contracted at the memory. He had been such a wild animal with her and she had loved it. The odd but blissful feelings she had experienced. She never imagined it would feel like that. It was just too good. No wonder Adam is addicted to sex. She completely understood where he was coming from now. That reminded her……Adam…!

She should have sent him a text, she promised she would. She looked around for her bag. She spotted it lying on the chair next to her bed and got up to retrieve her phone from it. She felt lightheaded and saw a few stars. She sat back down on the bed and sent a text to Adam.

“All fine. No need to worry txt u tmrw.. xx”

She looked at the time on her phone. It was 11 am! She had slept for 12 hours… This was very odd. She hadn’t been drunk. She wondered where Ethan was. Why had he left her for so long? She put her phone back in her bag and got up. She quickly showered and got dressed and looked in the bedroom mirror. Mmm, she looked a little pale this morning. She got out some blusher and mascara to make herself look a little more presentable. As she craned her neck to apply her mascara, her eyes were drawn to a small red mark on her neck. She smiled at the memory of Ethan kissing and sucking her neck and she touched it softly. Her first love bite, ever! It had a raised bump in the middle and what looked like a bruise forming around it. It stung a little when she pressed it. She lifted her hair up and moved her head round a little to get a closer look and as she did so she spotted another similar mark a little further round. She had an odd feeling of apprehension shoot through her.

What was all this?

She opened her door and went to find Ethan. She looked in the kitchen, his bedroom, his bathroom and finally entered the darkened small den which had a starry night mood theme.

There he was, fast asleep, sprawled out on the corner sofa… Wearing nothing but his silky black underwear.  She was more than taken by the sight of him and stood next to him for a moment looking at him longingly. His face was perfect in sleep. She knelt next to him and placed a tiny soft kiss on his mouth. His eyes fluttered open.

“…Serry….Mmmm….” He sat up a little and stretched and she looked at his beautiful smooth body with growing lust. Her mouth started to water and her heart started to beat faster. He could do things to her that didn’t seem possible!

“Ethan?” She asked winding her finger across his flat muscular stomach. “What did you do to me last night? Why did I pass out and sleep for 12 hours and why have I got these weird red marks on my neck. You’d better come up with a good explanation or else I am going to accuse you of being a blood thirsty vampire…!” She laughed in a brittle manner at her silly little joke.

He stood up and pulled her up to him, holding her close. He brushed his finger over the marks on her neck. He needed to tell her honestly and gently.

“Yes those marks…  well, I could make up a story I suppose but that wouldn’t be right… And I want things to be right between us. I suppose I’ll just have to come clean and tell you the truth, won’t I? Your initial train of thought is correct. I really am a blood thirsty vampire!” he said in a completely serious voice.

“Oh ha ha ha!” she said “you’re so funny! Now what really happened?” She leaned back and looked at him.

There was silence for a moment as he stared at her face, her trusting blue eyes locked onto his. He dropped his head and kissed her briefly. Her scent was so good. It stirred his blood again. Now he would explain to her.

“What happened” he said in a low soft voice, “is that when I made love to you, I bit you. Those are my marks Serry. I drank your blood last night, a whole gorgeous pint of it. Actually I might have had a little more than that, it was so delicious I was almost ecstatic and just couldn’t stop myself. You slept for 12 hours because you had lost the blood. Remember the high feeling you had, the state of euphoria? – well that was because I passed serum into your bloodstream, through my bite. It contains a certain kind of anaesthetic which stops the initial pain of the bite;  it also acts like a drug which makes you feel high. Is there anything else you would like to know? Ask me anything you like…”

She was standing stiff as a board in his arms, full of shock tinged with horror.  He stood back a little further holding her hands, judging the strength of her initial reaction.

“You really bit me?” She trembled. He nodded slowly.  “You actually drank my blood? But how can you be a real vampire? I just don’t believe you, how can I? Vampires are not real!”

She looked into his eyes and bizarre as it sounded and felt, she knew he was telling the truth. What other explanation was there for her weakness, the marks… Then there was his rather obvious obsession with her neck. His eyes really were magnetic. He was gorgeous and charming. He was the perfect vampire.  But she needed real answers… proper confirmation…

“Ethan, I saw you eat yesterday and you drank alcohol… surely vampires can’t do that?”

“We can train ourselves to drink and eat very easily. Most of us do not, there’s no need. But many of us enjoy wine… alcohol affects us pleasantly too. That’s why we have a cellar full of it here! We should live solely on blood and water. But those who mix with humans frequently have to appear human, so occasionally we do eat and drink small amounts in human company. Your food and drink doesn’t taste that pleasant and we cannot not satisfy our thirst or our hunger by consuming it, but it does satisfy human curiosity.”

“…. and I’ve seen you go out in the light..?”

“Yes I can do that. But it is only when we go out in full sunlight that it starts to affect the cells in our body. We cannot take much more than a few hours of it. Strong sunlight will kill us eventually. Light is also a problem for our eyes. Our irises are light red naturally but they turn to a very bright red when subjected to strong UV rays. I wear protective coloured contact lenses all the time to disguise the colour.  Would you like me to take them out.  Do you want to see my red eyes and perhaps my teeth, as proof – would that help?”

“Yes…” She started to sob as he slipped his lens out on his fingertip and she saw the reddish circle that was hiding behind it. He then lifted his lip and pushed gently on his short but sharp looking canine with his finger tip. It lengthened substantially before her eyes.

She stood in a shocked stupor. Tears were pooling in her eyes…

“I still cannot believe it. You really are one of the immortal ones…?” she finally managed to say as the tears started to trickle down her cheeks.

“Yes I am. But I am not dead inside. That is just folklore and legend. I am so very much alive. We feel much like humans do. We have such amazing abilities Serry. We are much stronger and faster and our senses are heightened way beyond anything a human experiences. We too have different wants and needs, we are just as individual as humans are. It is a wonderful life.”  He tipped her chin up gently so that she was looking at him directly.

“But Ethan…” She sobbed, openly distressed “I was almost a virgin. You are a vampire. This is like some sort of sick fairy story. What are you going to do with me now – will your bite turn me?”

“No, I will only do that if you want me to – but you probably will. That is usually the outcome when we couple with humans as we just have. Once you have experienced a vampire, nothing else will do. I need to ask permission first. We have very strict rules in our community about turning humans. But just think Serena, no more aging, no more death. Just a never ending life for us. If you think what we did last night felt good, it is many times better when two vampires mate. It is the most sensual experience on this earth. Especially when we bite each other.”

Ethan gazed at her hungrily. This little bit of sex talk had got him going.

“Serry, I know this is probably the wrong time to say this, but I want to mate with you again. Just you and I this time… human love…no drinking blood. Would you let me? I’ll be gentle. No biting at all… I promise you.”

“Ethan, No…I don’t know! This is all rather a shock, hearing your big family secret – I assume you are all vampires in this house?”

“Yes, we are all vampires here and I am not really that shocking, am I? I’m still just me…” He said softly brushing away her tears with his thumb and dropping his head to kiss her forehead.

“You should have told me before we got involved in this way” She said knowing how ridiculous that sounded. She was slowly pulling herself together.

“Oh yes… and you would have believed me and I could have persuaded you to sleep with me after that, could I?” he laughed. “Look, I said it was your call. I will take you home if you want. I am not stopping you. But, I think you should stay the weekend and see if this life suits you, whether you want to be with me, now you know everything. See if you want me, if you want to be my mate. Turning is not on the agenda in the near future. I would never force you to do anything you don’t want to. I may have used a lot of my skills to get your attention focused on me, but that’s done now.   And Serena, I am so glad it was ‘almost’ your first time, whatever that means. It makes it even more special for me. You are such a beautiful woman. I would be honoured if you would mate with me….”