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Authors: Lee Ann Sontheimer Murphy

BOOK: The Comanche Vampire

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Ned
listened, his heart about to burst with love.

He’d planned to save her from his eternal existence, send her away and
suffer for it.

He thought he could do
it, even celebrate the life she’d have without him but now he had to
choose.

Either he could accept her love,
the gift she offered to him of herself and all she had, or deny her.

The second option would devastate them
both.

As if she sensed his turbulent
thoughts, Anne stood up and took his hands in hers.

Then she tugged until he found his feet and
faced her. “There’s really just one question, Ned,” she said. “Do you want me
or not?”

His
tongue tangled in his mouth, grew heavy and thick as he replied. “I do want
you, Anne.

I’m no poet and maybe I can’t
talk as pretty as you.

English is still
my second language, but I want you.

Between when you left and today when I opened the door, I’ve lived in
hell.

I went through the motions, work,
home, back and forth but without anything.

I felt nothing.

I didn’t eat, I
never slept, and I sat around thinking about you.

Without you, I had no sun, no moon, no stars,
nothing.

My life was dark and lacking
everything.

I had no desire to exist and
when I thought of the endless period ahead, I wished I could die.

I want you, Anne, on any terms, but I want
the best for you, whatever it is.

I love
you enough to send you away to have a life, a real one if it’s what you want.”

“You’re
what I want, Ned.

So take me now, love
me and then turn me.

When we weren’t
together, I was desolate.

I despaired so
much I thought about taking my life.

We
met for a reason and we’re meant to be together, not apart.

Maybe we’re
soulmates
…
maybe the stars fixed our destiny.

I
don’t know and I don’t care, but love me and make it forever.”

Forget
reasons why not.

Ned blinked away the
tears springing into his warrior’s eyes and said, “
Haa
! U
kamkuto
nu!”
He used his own tongue
because this was important.

It was a vow.
Then he took her into his arms and kissed her, his mouth slow and searching
over hers.

Anne’s body melted into his
embrace.

Heat poured from her lips into
Ned and although he began with gentle caresses, she went wild.

Her hands clawed at his shirt and ripped it
from him.

She pulled the t-shirt beneath
it over his head with a clumsy, fast motion then fumbled with his jeans until
she got them unzipped.

Ned kicked them
off as she peeled his briefs away.

Anne
shucked her clothes off and unleashed her hands on his body.

Her fingers roamed at will over his skin,
rubbing, touching, and lingering.

She
teased and tickled, thumbed his nipples until they turned to stone and reached
between his legs.

Anne grasped his shaft
and worked it, her hands performing wonders as his cock hardened.

At the same time she leaned forward and
kissed his lips, his throat, his chest, and down his belly.

Ned
ran one hand down the curves of her body and thrust it between her legs.

Heat emanated from her crotch in waves.

Her pussy pulsated and his desire
intensified.

Weeks of abstinence made
him ravenous and like a hungry man provided with a feast, Ned lacked
restraint.

He lifted her into his arms,
carried her to the bedroom and mounted her with all the wild force of a
stallion.

He rammed hard into her hot,
wet space and rode with almost savage force.

Anne cried out but with pleasure, not pain, and linked her hands with
him.

“Deeper,” she moaned. “Come in
harder, Ned.”

If his need hadn’t been so
urgent, he might’ve chuckled.

Anne
missed their lovemaking as much as he had, he mused as he gave what she
wanted.

Each time he dove into her, the
walls of her box constricted around him and caressed his cock.

He enjoyed the sensation but it added to the
growing tension.

As much as Ned wanted
this to last, he knew it wouldn’t.

His
body ached to come and would soon.

He
could no more halt the process than stop the rain or pause the wind.

But before he did, he must deliver the third
bite.

Body
tense, dick stiffer than bedrock, Ned pulled out halfway.

He rose up on his forearms and leaned over
Anne.

She arched her back and thrust her
hips toward him.

Her momentum almost
toppled him.

“Be still,” he said,
gasping for breath. “It’s time.”

Anne
turned her head right to offer her throat and with overwhelming need, Ned bared
his fangs.

Then he bit into her flesh,
sinking his sharp teeth into her vein.

The rush of blood sent glorious sensations through Ned’s body. Anne tasted
sweet and salty.

He picked up her pulse
beat and felt it in his own blood, a rare sensation.

Sensual delights spiraled through his body
along with a physical sensation as he stole a little life from her.

Intense emotions flooded Ned too as he
grasped the reality of the commitment Anne made.

This went beyond love, past marriage, and
into something he’d never shared with anyone: forever.

The
powerful combination of sexually urgent need, overwhelming love, and the rush
of vitality brought Ned to his release.

With his teeth locked in Anne’s throat, he came hard, body shuddering as
he pumped his seed into Anne’s body.

She
convulsed against him with a long moan, her arms tight around his body.

At the ultimate, final moment Ned pulled his teeth
out and they came together.

He went
blind for a few seconds, unable to see, do nothing but feel and they rocked to
a stop.

He collapsed beside Anne, spent
but happier than he could ever remember being.

“I love you,” he whispered, first in Comanche, then in English.
“Forever.”

Anne
curled against his chest as a smile played across her lips.

“I love you, too,” she replied. “I don’t feel
any different, not yet.”

“You
will, honey,” he said. “But I’ll help you and teach you what I know.

It’s not much but we’re together and will be
always.

I want to marry you, Anne.”

“Good,”
she said as her fingers caressed his skin. “I want the whole bride thing, white
dress, lacy veil, flowers, cake and family.

Since I’m only doing it once, I want it all.”

“You
got it,” Ned told her.

They
cuddled together for a long time, not speaking but content. “This is for real,
right?” Anne asked in a voice light with amusement.

Ned
chuckled. “It’s as real as it gets, honey.

And it’s forever.”

“My
man’s a wild Comanche warrior.” Anne sounded drowsy and more than a little
dreamy.

“I don’t even want to think
about how old you must be, but it doesn’t matter.”

“I
was,” Ned told her. “Now I’m still Comanche, but I’m a vampire and a card
dealer.”

“And
you’re mine,” Anne added.

He
liked that and nodded.

“I’m yours and a
Comanche forever.”

Ned
didn’t know where they’d go or end up.

He had no clue when they’d marry, but they would.

Technology would change, but the earth would
continue.

The rocks remained, he mused,
and the sun still came up with beauty each morning.

He’d still need to take blood and would be
undead until the end of time.

But he had
Anne and they shared a love with power.

Their existence might not be life, but it came closer than anything he’d
known in more than a century and he liked it.