Immediately, he swung me into his arms and carried me up the stairs to my bedroom faster than human speed. Then, he gently deposited me onto the bed and pulled back the blanket, revealing my naked body. I smiled as the night’s events played over in my mind, remembering the sensual way that he took me, bringing my body to new heights … and I wanted him again. I reached up and kissed him hungrily, moving to his neck and down to his chest.
“You need to rest,” he said, pulling away. Then, he pulled back and bit his wrist. Crimson blood dripped from the fresh wound. “Here, drink this,” he instructed. “It’ll make you feel better.”
I pulled back to look into his eyes. “What are you talking about? It’s blood …”
“Shush …” he cut me off. “My blood will heal you. Drink.” Then, he held his wrist to my lips and I drank willingly. Suddenly, his hot blood filled my ve
The next morning, I woke to a key jiggling in the door. Steven! My eyes flew abruptly open as the events of the night before with Lance rushed into my mind. Shit! I jumped quickly from the bed and ran to the shower before Steven came into the bedroom.Shit! I hadn’t seen him in days and should have known he’d pick now to come home. I swiftly flipped on the shower, hearing his footfalls coming down the hallway, getting louder with each step. The water wasn’t warm enough yet, but I quickly jumped in, letting the cool water glide gently over my body. A moment later, it was hot and steam filled the room.“Honey?” Steven called out from the bedroom.Quickly, I grabbed the shampoo and scrubbed my neck to wash away the dried blood, but my skin felt as if it had already healed. I grabbed more shampoo and ran it quickly over the vital parts of my body. Shit! What happened if he found out? But, at that moment, I didn’t care. Fucking Lan
“Call in sick. Take a day off,” Steven coaxed, crossing the room to wrap his arms around my waist. He kissed my neck, trailing up to my ear. “Stay here and make love to me all day.”“Steven, where were you last weekend?”“Working,” he said, reaching for me, but I shrugged out of his grasp and crossed the room to my clothes lying on the bed.“Steven, it’s just that I’m running late for work,” I stammered, slipping into my white lace panties, and then fastening my matching white bra into place between my breasts.“Seeing you like that reminds me of our honeymoon …”“Steven,” I said, exasperated, as I slid into my scrub pants. “What’s with you this morning? We haven’t made love in weeks and suddenly this morning you can’t keep your hands off me.”“Just forget it, Leila,” he said, slipping on a pair of
Then, he looked into my eyes and, for a moment, I held my breath, wondering if he would believe me. Shit! How could I have been so stupid?But a moment later, a sly smile spread across his lips. “Am I your Lancelot?” he asked seductively, bending down to bite my earlobe. “Am I your knight in shining armor?”“Yeah, Steven,” I replied, as he thrust his hard dick deep into my vagina again. “Make love to me, Steven …” I rose my hips to meet his thrusts, arching my back. He pushed back and forth, harder and faster until, suddenly, his come rushed inside me, bringing me to climax.Then, he leaned down and whispered softly into my ear, “Who did you fuck last night, Leila? Was it this Lance?”Abruptly, I sat up, not knowing what to think. “What the hell?”“Yeah, I know someone was here last night and that you fucked him,” Steven said, thrusting into me again. “
The rest of the day was uneventful with not much excitement. Throughout my shift, I wondered if Steven had headed to the airport yet, but, at the same time, my mind kept wandering back to this morning. How could he have treated me like that? Although I had never done anything like this before, all in the course of one night, I had completely destroyed my marriage … but it was also the most erotic night of my life.My mind also drifted to Lance, wondering where he was, and how many years he had been on Earth. He was a vampire, after all. I suddenly wondered who he had been before he was turned. I quickly pushed the thought aside.My mind also wandered to Steven. Was it true that Steven had a lover, as well? Is that why he confronted me instead of leaving me … or killing me? He went out of town often on “business” and worked nights. Hell, he didn’t even come home most nights. Who was to say that he wasn’t having an affair? I wa
“I had a wonderful time last night,” he said in a low voice, running his fingertips slowly from my shoulder to my waist, gently bushing the side of my breast, then wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest. “I want to see you again.”“I’m afraid that’s not possible.” I pulled back, and he released me. Then, I turned to leave.“Look, just one date,” he said, stopping me. “Please.”I took a deep breath. “Lance, you’re a vampire.”“Yes, so?”“So, I need time,” I said, shaking my head. “Not only did we have an affair last night, but you’re … a … vampire.” I said, accenting each word. “I need time to wrap my head around it.” I looked into his eyes and continued, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.” Then, I laughed without mirth. “Besides, if I did, they
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, taking me by surprise; I didn’t know why. I guess a part of me expected him to come in through the window. I chuckled to myself at the thought, grabbed a black, silk wrap and flung it over my arm, then headed down the stairs.I flung the door open wide and Lance was standing in the doorway, in all his perfection. His dark hair waved just to his collar, pushed back away from his gorgeous green eyes. He wore a tight black leather jacket, unzipped with a white collared shirt beneath and matching black leather pants. He looked good enough to eat. “Well, don’t you look stunning,” he said with a low whistle, leaning against the doorframe.“Thank you. So do you,” I replied with a smile. “Won’t you come in?”“Thank you, but no,” he said in his smooth, sexy voice. He slid his fingers around my waist and slowly pulled me to him, then looked down at me, directly into my eyes. &ld
I looked out the window and Caprice Casino was on the right, toward the end of the strip. It was huge, extending three city blocks, which included the hotel and casino, and it was a castle. It wasn’t a cheap knock off, but a real, genuine brick-and-mortar castle. Lights illuminated it, changing between purple, orange, green, gold, red, and blue—just about every color imaginable—and it was just as spectacular in every color. The other buildings of the hotel matched the castle perfectly, appearing to be a magnificent eleventh century village.“It’s amazing,” I said in a low voice, awed.I looked over and a smile lit his lips as he took in my expression.“Who designed it?” I asked, still amazed as Lance turned the Maserati into the long drive, leading to the front of the hotel where young valets waited.“King Arthur,” he replied, waiting for my reaction.I paused for a moment then laughed out
The upstairs level was circular and rooms jettisoned off in every direction. Lance and I passed by one door and a man walked out as moans of pleasure came from inside the room. The door quickly closed as a bouncer stepped in front of it, blocking everyone’s way. Another room we passed contained diners seated within, talking casually, enjoying each other’s company. Ballroom music emanated from yet another room, where patrons swayed, looking like professional dancers.Lance led me to another room where two bouncers stood guard. “Good evening, Mr. Steel,” both of them said in unison, each opening a door. We walked into the darkened room and Lance led me to a private table. I looked around and we were the only ones in this room. The room was impeccably decorated with a few small tables, designed for private parties. Soft music played from hidden speakers, a large sectional couch stretched around the full perimeter of the room, and large pillows were placed