Vampire Slave10

No, you wouldn't have. The ability passes from mother to daughter and too many dream weavers never find the special man strong enough to mate with her. The man I called da, well he wasn't. My true da died before I was born. I think that is why he treated me the way he did, I was no true kin to him."

Chal had to force himself to pay attention to her words when all he truly wanted to do was make love to her. His need for her was so incredibly strong that he found himself nodding and sliding his hands up and over her breasts. They were small but firm, her nipples hard and erect. Those rosy peaks were big, sitting high upon her soft skin. He could feel himself salivate.

"I want to taste you."

Bliss shivered at the thought. "Yes." She moaned and her head fell back as he wasted no time. His mouth feasted upon her flesh and suckled upon her nipples. He nibbled upon the taut nubs until she was limp across his arm. Her breath panted from lungs that seemed oxygen starved. "Chal!"

"I want to fuc