My skinny, gaunt look was gone. I looked so different and for the first time in my life I felt pretty. My hair hung in shining blonde waves down my back, my skin was flawless and when I lifted my nightie and turned around, tears filled my eyes when I saw the scars from my father’s beatings were all gone. The skin was blemish free.
It wasn’t just that my scars were gone; I was no longer all ribs, hips and spine. I’d been so broken after losing Daisy, then Lucian. I think it had all just become too much for me to cope, and straight after my father kidnapping me, raping and beating me, I’d simply lost the will to keep going. Of course I was the one who turned poor Lucian away and the guilt and pain of that had exacerbated my already fragile mental state. I’d stopped eating, surviving largely on milk, juice and some small amounts of food until it had mostly run out. I knew I’d lost a lot of weight, but I just hadn’t cared despite seeing how horrific my appearance had become. I’d been gaunt, not much more than skin over bone.
Not now though, not now I was vampire. I was still slim but my bones were covered, I had a woman’s body for the first time ever. I had curves and even my breasts appeared slightly fuller and perkier. My eyes were so blue I couldn’t stop staring at them; my lips were plump and my teeth pearly white. As I studied my reflection, for the first time, I felt worthy of Lucian’s love. I felt worthy of being around him and the other stunningly good looking vampires.
I leaned forward to brush my tongue over my fangs and I felt the burning ache sharpen even more in my stomach. Where was Lucian? I was starving.
Just then I heard the door open and I rushed out to see him, nearly skidding to a halt when I saw the two people he had with him. Somehow he’d managed to get us one each. I could see straight away that he had them under mind control, their expressions were blank.
“Wait baby, don’t rush in. I know you’re hungry but we have to take this slowly. When you feed from someone you take their wrist and feel for their pulse. While you feed be sure to monitor it. The moment you feel it skip, even just slightly, you stop. I know control is going to be hard for you, so I will stop you if I think you can’t stop yourself, ok?”
He waited while I picked up the limp arm of one of the humans and felt for the pulse. I didn’t want to do this, I just wanted the blood and suddenly unable to stop I lunged forward and bit down on the man’s neck, moaning softly when his warm, sweet blood flowed into my mouth. God it tasted so good, so amazingly delicious to me.
I drank and drank, nearly dripping blood down the front of myself in my eagerness. When I felt my body being tugged at and dragged away from the human and his nice warm blood, I growled angrily, raising frustrated eyes to Lucian’s.
“No, I’m not done. I’m still hungry.” I protested and tried to get back to the human and the blood that was welling up from the puncture wounds in his neck.
“I know baby. It’s hard at first, but you will kill him if you don’t stop, and then Fabian will kill you. I can’t lose you again. You have to learn control or you will not survive. Please, it’s not necessary to feed until you feel full. We aren’t like humans. We don’t need that full feeling you get from eating a big meal. Blood is different and although we need it to survive, we don’t need vast quantities of it.” Lucian explained and I tried to listen to him but now I’d had a taste of the blood, I wanted more, and all I could hear as he spoke was the beating hearts of the young couple he’d brought for us. The swishing sound I heard which confused me at first was the sound of the blood being pumped around their bodies and it excited me, it turned me on, oh god, it turned me on.
As I met Lucian’s eyes, suddenly my desire for the blood disappeared as quickly as it had come and now I wanted him. I wanted sex, I needed him to fuck me, really fuck me. It was rising in me, rapidly; a desire, a feeling like my body was on fire although it wasn’t and it couldn’t since I was dead.
I saw Lucian’s eyes widen and he gave a barely discernible shake of his head. “God Arissa, don’t look at me like that.” He moaned.
“Look at you like what?” I stepped towards him.
“You’re looking at me like you want to fuck me.” He said huskily. “I need to feed and get these people home. Let me do that, and then we can do whatever you want to do.”
“But I do want to fuck you and I don’t want to wait.” I reached up to pull his head down to mine so I could kiss him but he resisted me.
“No, I need to feed. You took most of my blood when I turned you. I want to fuck you, don’t doubt that.” He took my hand and pressed it to his groin and I could feel how hard he was through his jeans. “Be patient, just wait and enjoy the anticipation of what is to come.” He smiled at me and I made a noise which wasn’t very polite and stormed off, throwing myself onto the lounge. I heard Lucian’s laughter. “Don’t pout baby. You’ll get lines on your face.”
That got my attention. I was a vampire now. I shouldn’t age or get lines or anything. I frowned at him and saw the glint of humour in his eyes. Dammit, he was messing with me. He winked just before lowering his head and biting into the neck of the young woman he’d found and I watched him feed, smelling the blood. I felt the little tingle, that feeling that I already recognised as my fangs wanting to descend, but I fought the feeling off and managed to stop them coming down.
Fortunately Lucian fed quickly and once he was done, he bit a finger enough to make himself bleed and smeared it over the puncture marks on the necks of both the man and woman.
“I’m going to take them home now. Do you think you can behave until I get back; then we can do whatever you would like to do? You’ve done very well for your first hours as a vampire. Soon you will find out just what it means to be one, what if feels like. If I taught you to like sex while you were human, you are in for a treat to experience it now you’ve changed. You will finally understand for yourself why the blood and sex are so important and why to feed while fucking feels so good. Now I must go. I won’t be long.” He said before leading the man and woman down the hallway and out of the house. I heard the door close and longed to go and watch him, to see where he’d found the humans, but I couldn’t risk being affected by the sunlight, so I had no choice but to sit and wait for him. I just hoped he wouldn’t take long because I wanted him. My desire for him burned through me with almost overwhelming intensity.
Lucian said sex between two vampires was an unbelievable experience and if this feeling surging through me now was any indication, I had no doubt I would be in for the experience of a lifetime when he finally came back to the house.
Chapter Twenty Six
Lucian
Lucian rushed the young couple home that he’d managed to mind control and use to feed them both. He’d chosen a home from right down the end of their road, got lucky straight away by telling them he was having car trouble, and they’d both stepped outside. It had only taken a couple of minutes to mind control them and put them into a trance. Fabian would not be happy that he’d hunted so close to home but it was a desperate situation with Arissa, and he couldn’t take her outside in the daytime until she had the tattoo.
Once he’d wiped their minds clean, he gave them the memories of a chance meeting while he was out walking. He wasn’t going to overcomplicate it, it wasn’t necessary. It worked, they were none the wiser, and he hurried back to Arissa, desperate to get out of the sun which was starting to irritate his skin. The tattoos might allow them to walk in the daylight but it still caused a mild burning feeling and enough that he wanted to get inside.
Of course it wasn’t just because of the sun it was because his angel was waiting for him. Since she was a very new vampire he didn’t entirely trust her alone plus she’d made it extremely clear that she wanted him. He recognised that clawing, desperate feeling they experienced as new vampires. Everything was overwhelming at first; the blood lust and the lust, an all-consuming desperation to fuck. He’d been there and now Arissa was there. Lucky for him, he got to help with that little problem of hers and fuck her until she was
satisfied.
Sex with her had been amazing while she was human but now as vampire, it was going to blow his mind. He wouldn’t have to hold back for fear of hurting her and she would get to see just how hot sex got now she was vampire. The frenzy to fuck and feed was powerful and he just wanted to hurry back to her house so he could give her exactly what she needed, him.
When he walked into the house and shut the door, he noticed it seemed darker inside. He grinned to himself. Arissa had probably shut the curtains and blinds to avoid accidental exposure to the sun. His expression sobered when his thoughts turned to his sire. God, if Fabian disapproved of what he’d done, he wasn’t sure what he would do. He’d done what he had to do to save the woman he loved. She was dying, he’d had no option but to make her vampire. He just hoped that Fabian would accept that and not retaliate in some way or punish him or her for that matter. He could do that. Deny Arissa the tattoo so she’d be condemned to hiding in the shadows and the night forever.
Still, the last thing he wanted right now was to be thinking about his sire, and as he walked down the hall of the old lady’s house, he sniffed the air. Right now all he wanted was his horny little vampire but she seemed to be hiding from him. He chuckled quietly to himself. Was she going to play hard to get because he wasn’t above playing the game, if that was what she wanted.
He’d only made it about halfway down the hallway towards the living room when he spotted movement from the corner of his eye. Something came at him quickly and leapt into his arms, causing him to stagger and hit the wall.
“Fuck baby, you almost knocked me over. You’re stronger now remember.” He warned her but she didn’t appear to be paying any attention to him. Her arms curled around his neck and she wrapped her legs around his hips, beginning to rub herself up and down on him.
Her lips closed over his, her tongue slipping into his mouth to lick at him. She kissed him passionately, her excitement rising and with the friction of her grinding against him, he knew he was going to have to get her under some kind of control soon. He hadn’t had sex in three months and he was just as horny as Arissa, but more experienced, and he sure as hell needed to use that experience now and rein her in a bit.
He tore his lips away from hers. “Slow down baby. Don’t rush this or it’ll be over before it begins. I told you I couldn’t get it up for another woman and although I took myself in hand sometimes, it’s a poor substitute. I want you so badly and if you don’t stop rubbing that sweet little cunt of yours against me, I’m in serious danger of blowing in my damn jeans.”
She whimpered in response and as he lowered her until her feet hit the floor again, she reached out and hastily began to try and lift his t-shirt up. He took over and pulled it off, throwing it onto the floor. He’d barely turned to her again and she was on him, her hands smoothing over his chest and down his stomach, his muscles tightening in response to her sweet touch. Her fingers began working on his belt and she quickly unbuckled it, popping his jeans open before reaching inside.
When her fingers closed around him and pulled him free of the denim he groaned. Damn but she was going to unman him at this rate. She was like a wild animal, going at him with a kind of needy desperation he’d never seen in her before. If this was how she was going to be now she was vampire, she was going to kill him. Just as well he was already dead or his heart would give out.
“Oh fuck baby, you’re going to make me come too soon.” He growled when she began to slide her hand up and down the length of him, her firm grip causing friction on his piercings. “Please baby.” His voice held a note of desperation but she wouldn’t stop and when she suddenly dropped to her knees in front of him, his whole body trembled in anticipation. She’d never done that to him while she was human and he’d never dared to ask her to do it. After all she’d been through, he had treasured the fact that she’d trusted him with her body and had allowed him to show her pleasure. He couldn’t bring himself to ask her to take him in her mouth, when he knew her father had forced her to do that to him.
He looked down at her as she kneeled before him and he closed his eyes briefly, needing to bring himself under control. The change from human to vampire seemed to have caused any inhibitions or fears she had to dissolve and the last thing he wanted to do now, was discourage her, even if it took all his self-control not to blow in her mouth, the moment her lips touched him.
He gave a deep guttural growl in his throat when her lips closed over him, immediately taking him deep into the back of her mouth. She began to slide her lips up and down the length of him, flicking her tongue over his piercings before taking him deep inside again.
She brought a hand up to follow the path of her mouth, curling around him, as she licked the little slit in the head of his cock, catching the bead of moisture that hung there. She moaned low in her throat, the sound vibrating through his dick, forcing an answering groan from him.
Over and over she licked and sucked at him, while one hand slid up and down in time to the movement of her mouth and the other cupped his balls, rolling them on her palm. She was driving him crazy, his body rigid with tension as he fought not to explode.
He started to shake as her tempting mouth and tongue drove his excitement higher. With his control slipping he buried his fingers into her smooth blonde hair, watching the strands tangle over the back of his hands as he tried to think of something else to stop himself from coming. The trouble was, it had been three months since he’d been with this woman and he didn’t think he could hold back.
“Dammit baby, if you don’t want me coming in your mouth, I suggest you stop what you’re doing.” He warned, but apart from raising her eyes to his and a faint smile curving her lips, she wouldn’t stop.
He watched his cock disappearing in and out of her mouth a few more times. He watched her tongue sweep up the underside of it, flicking over his piercings before circling the sensitive head. Over and over she did it, her eyes on him, glowing with her excitement.
Moaning, his hips moving restlessly, he pushed himself deeper into her mouth until he felt the head of his shaft brush the back of her throat. With one more cry he thrust, his hips jerking, his control gone and with Arissa’s name shouted from his lips, his voice huskily telling her he loved her, he started to come.
As he pumped his release into her mouth, his head fell forward, watching her, groaning at the sight of her watching him as she swallowed every spurt of cum he shot into the back of her throat.
Damn she was incredible, amazing and so fucking beautiful; he couldn’t believe she was his. He pulled her to her feet and his lips slammed down on hers. He could taste himself on her tongue as she shoved it into his mouth and he responded kissing her with all the pent up emotions coursing through him. As the kiss deepened he dragged her closer, his hands running down her back to curve her body into his.
He was still hard and he wanted her, fuck he wanted her so badly. He wanted to bite her and fuck her and for her to fuck him and bite him too. Gently he set her back, ducking her arms that immediately reached for him again and pulled her nightie over her head, before peeling her panties off her. Once she was naked, he stood for a moment staring at her, in awe of her beauty. Now she was vampire, her gaunt look was gone, her hair was shining and silky and the scars her father had given her with his years of abuse were all gone. He had thought she was gorgeous before when human but she was absolute perfection now. She was a vision, an angel, his angel; she was his, his for eternity.
He took her hand and hauled her over to the lounge, turning her to face it. Gently he placed a hand between her shoulder blades, encouraging her to bend over. She went willingly and he stopped for a moment to admire the sight of her with her ass up, legs spread and a hint of her pink folds showing to him, all wet and ready for his cock.
“Oh fuck baby. You’re so fucking beautiful.” He whispered, smoothing his palms over her buttocks before dipping his fingers between her legs and into her wet cunt. She clenched around him and his cock jerked in resp
onse. It wanted inside her, he wanted inside her. They were both in agreement on that one.
Hastily he pushed his jeans down enough to free himself before stepping up behind her. With one hand curled around his shaft, he guided it between her legs, rubbing the pierced head through her moisture before pushing forward, grazing over her clit and feeling her tremble in reaction. He pulled back, rubbing himself back and forth, teasing her, coating himself in her juices, until she finally cried out, and begged for him to fuck her.
Sliding one of his hands up her spine, he reached for her blonde mane, fisting it, twisting the strands around his wrist, pulling her head back. He smiled when he looked down at her. Her spine arched, pushing her sweet ass up higher and he growled, before with one smooth lunge, he was inside her, not stopping until he was as deep as he could go.
Knowing he didn’t have to hold back anymore now Arissa was vampire, he began to pound into her, driving forward hard, their bodies crashing against one another, the room filled with her gasps, his moans and the slapping of flesh against flesh.
Lucian tightened his grip in her hair, holding her steady as he fucked her; his thrusts violent, urgent as he worked them both towards their orgasms. They were like animals, out of control, fuelled by the desperate needs of their bodies.
Bracing herself more firmly on the lounge Arissa pushed back, meeting each powerful surge of his hips until suddenly she cried out, her body stiffening briefly, her internal muscles clamping down around him.
As she came, squeezing him in a rhythmic, intimate embrace, she growled, her head swinging from side to side as she lost herself to the power of her orgasm. Lucian could see her fangs had descended, and recognised her frantic, need to bite him. He understood that urge, that incredible drive, that desperate desire that would be running rampant through her now she was vampire.
She was out of control, in the grip of her release, flooding his cock with it, frantic for blood and consumed by wild emotions and sensations that were always harder to deal with, when first turned vampire. In an effort to help, he held an arm out to her, groaning when she bit into him, sucking on him, drinking from him.
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