Bloodline: An Alien Vampire Romance (The Dark World Series Book 4)

by T. J. Quinn

  She walked over and placed the cub in a small cage on one of the vehicles, said her goodbyes and made her way to her vehicle.

  Once they were on their way, Garan asked, “How is it you know all that?”

  She looked confused and said, “All what sweetie?”

  He clarified, “Tracking, animal behavior, herbal medicine…all that.”

  She giggled and said, “I was raised on the side of a mountain by my father. Trust me, where I come from that sort of thing is common knowledge. I just share with others what was taught to me. Really, I am surprised that anyone even comes with me.”

  He could tell by the look on her face she didn’t consider any of that a big deal and was already putting it out of her mind in favor of spending time with him.

  Chapter 11

  Feeding a Sexy Vampire

  She winked at him and in a light, and playful voice asked, “So what is your plan for the rest of the weekend.”

  He looked at her, shook his head and said, “I plan to be your shadow, Miss. Lona. So far I am learning things about you that I never knew.”

  She replied, “Well you are about to learn how awful human food smells because I’m starving.”

  He smiled because he was one of the few vampires who never thought human food smelled bad. He kind of liked all the strange smells. He realized a long time ago that he liked watching the humans eat.

  She was beautiful and didn’t seem to mind him spending time with her while she ate. She went to a restaurant with small windows, and the staff seemed to know her.

  She took off her jacket, and he realized again how beautiful she was. A large attractive vampire male came over to her and asked her to join him.

  She smiled and said, “Too late my friend, I brought my own company tonight.”

  The male was gracious, but Garan could tell he was very disappointed particularly when he glanced down at the promise necklace Garan had given her. He had intentionally given it to her to discourage other males from approaching her. He was already thinking of the beautiful human as his mate.

  Garan looked around the restaurant. There seemed to be many vampires with human partners and many groups. Some were feeding on the humans off and on as the humans ate. He thought that perhaps this was what being invited to dinner felt like. She let him sit down first and then sat right beside him rather than across from him which was more standard for humans dining together.

  She was brought a drink she did not order, slid her hand into his and offered him her wrist.

  She whispered, “Drink, you must be hungry. You haven’t eaten since last night.”

  She was right of course, but few women had been so open with him about feeding. He didn’t think he had ever done that in public.

  She brought her wrist to his mouth, and he gently bit her vein and sucked. Her blood tasted so good. He licked her wound and placed his thumb over it.

  She flipped her wrist out of his hand and said, “Don’t do that. You have not eaten enough to survive today, and you are trying to stem the flow. You will spend this evening feeding like everyone else in this restaurant or I will not invite you again.”

  He immediately leaned over and bit her neck ever so gently and fed. She wrapped her arms around him to block the view of his feeding from others. She knew he didn’t like others to see him feed because he was self-conscious about his fangs. When he had drunk a few large mouthfuls of her blood, he licked her neck and began to kiss his way to her lips.

  She kissed him briefly and said, “You are getting to be an expert at staying out of trouble with me. Do you realize that?”

  He looked slightly embarrassed and replied, “I never thought that a female would be so generous about feeding an old vampire. I guess I just thought that was a privilege young sexy vampire males enjoyed.”

  She touched his chin playfully and said, “Let me guess your age…Maybe a 120 at the most.”

  He smiled and nodded. She continued, “Well vampire males live to be 500 or so. Sweetheart, you are a baby in the vampire world. I don’t know why you persist in thinking that you are an old man. The way I see it you are young sexy vampire male.”

  He laughed and responded, “If it pleases you to think such.”

  She looked amused and said, “You don’t seem very experienced with females to be as you say an ‘old vampire.’

  He looked at her strangely and struggled to find a way to explain the situation to her in a way that she would actually understand. His voice was low and filled with anxiety as he spoke, “I was about sixty-eight when the ships landed. I really was considered a baby back then. The older males gave us crap jobs that were really just busy work to keep us out of harm’s way.”

  “The ship I was on landed in South America, and we primarily lived off animal blood. We ended up joining forces with some of the humans and fought for about twelve or thirteen years. The fighting was difficult but taught me a lot of skills that turned out to be useful to my trade. Some of the humans shared their blood with us, and we shared our saliva for their wounds. It seemed like a fair trade at the time. No one thought feeding us was romantic in any way. It was just barter for survival that met our needs a little better. After the fighting, there were so few men that some of the females came to live at our camp site. They needed to be taken care of, and we needed to feed. As time wore on our campsite became a village, and now it is a small town.”

  “To be quite honest we never thought to take any of the females as a mate. I know it sounds strange, but it was more communal than that. We each did our best to provide for their needs and be as accommodating as possible to get the women to choose to come to us. It was very taboo to go to the female. They had to come to us. It created an extremely competitive situation.”

  “I think that explains why we behave the way we do. We got used to making everything humorous and playful because it counterbalanced our large, intimidating appearance and made us more approachable for the females. Showing off seemed to be something the females respond to and to be quite honest once we linked feeding and sexing it was a powerful motivator. I remember when I realized that most vampire males feed two times a day I was shocked. I have never in my life fed two times a day, more like two times a week if I were lucky…usually once a week. The women tried to feed everyone at least once a week for pity’s sake even if they did not sex us. Outside of that, we drank animal blood. As we considered anything, they did for us a gift once a week was very acceptable.”

  He could tell she was shocked by the information he provided to her. He decided to just get it all out on the table instead of having more than one uncomfortable conversation with her. He continued, “One day I was hunting for food for the women, and I came upon a young beautiful, dark haired female adolescent. She was injured, and so I took her back to our camp. She would not talk to anyone but me for a long time. I am guessing she trusted me because I brought her in without harming her or feeding from her. She seemed mistrustful of the humans which I did not understand because she was mostly human.”

  “I was kind of annoyed with her because she stuck to me like glue. She wanted to do everything I did. So I taught her to hunt, track and shoot. She would not allow the women to touch her wounds. I took care of her just the way I took care of you only she responded to me as a male which was extremely embarrassing for me because of her age. She was sixteen or seventeen, far too young to be so focused on an adult male. The other males made fun of me, and the women refused to engage with me. So it was back to drinking animal blood full time. Not that big a deal but I was really starting to get annoyed. I simply could not understand how one small person could possibly be so much trouble.”

  He noticed Lona’s smile and realized she understood exactly how that could happen. He continued, “One day she became fixated on having sex with me. I immediately told her that was not appropriate. She was quite persistent. I don’t think that she thought I was anything special. I got the feeling it angered her that the women had stopped engaging with
me because of her. I really don’t have words to explain to you exactly how extremely she was persistent in this. I turned her down over and over again for weeks and weeks.”

  “Finally, one day I was bathing in a water fall, and she happened upon me. She took off her clothing and approached me. I once again tried to tell her no but to be honest, I am a male, and she was extremely motivated to mate with me. I said I would feed from her but not have sex with her and she agreed. The next thing I knew I was feeding from her and she had her hands on my body in some pretty creative ways for a virgin. Needless to say, she pushed me into my blood lust, and I lost the no sexing battle. She seemed thrilled with seeing me in my blood lust and provoked me every single day until I brought her out of the jungle and put her on a plane back to her parents.

  Sexing with her caused no end of guilt and anxiety for me. I had no idea she was pregnant for a very long time. By the time I discovered it, the child had already been placed, and we could not locate him for years. She came back to me when she was of age and insisted upon staying with me. She was devastated by her loss, and I really thought she just wanted to sex with me to have another child, so I agreed because I felt that having a child of her own would ease her pain. Little did I know that she had taken precautions. Having another child was not part of her plan.”

  “She just wanted to get far away from her parents, and she wanted to shelter in the arms of a vampire male that would protect and care for her. I guess I met the criteria because she stayed with me for five long years until she got her head screwed on straight and literally stood up one day and walked out on me with only one short conversation on her way out the door. She headed back to her posh life of luxury.”

  “The women easily forgave me because I had always done right by both Dakota and them regarding hunting and providing. I continued to provide for my camp and hunt all over several South American countries to earn a living until I was called to come here for my son. I find myself a little annoyed with Dakota because she never told me she found our son until she had need of me recently. I was still throwing everything I had at locating him for a couple of years after he turned up here. I really try to muscle down my resentment about that because I realize she has been through a lot in her short life. Although she suffered greatly I can’t bring myself to wish away those first few months we spent together because if I did, I would wish away my only son. I am often amazed at how much pain and misery one loveless relationship can bring a man.”

  Garan glanced up into Lona’s eyes and could see a level of empathy that told him she actually understood his very convoluted relationship with his son’s mother.

  “When I first came here I admit it was only for the sake of my son. But after seeing you for the first time, I began to wish for things that I had never dared to dream of before. You are the only woman I have ever seen that created instant desire inside me, all others I could take or leave. I feel a great loss when I am separated from you. To me, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I love that you are strong, compassionate, knowledgeable about tracking and such and that you care at all for me is like a miracle. I am terrified of only one thing in this situation, and that is that if your former mate comes into my field of vision, I will drop him where he stands for the pain he caused to you. That will, unfortunately, make for a very short-lived romance between the two of us. You would have to visit me in prison.”

  Lona leaned over, looked him in the eye and said no uncertain terms, “You are going to do nothing of the sort. He is not worth either of us losing sleep over much less going to jail over. Trust me when I say he is nothing to me and he should be nothing to you as well. All the damage he has done to me you have corrected. He is only as important as we decide to make him. I have forgotten him already, and I want you to as well.”

  She pulled him close to her and kissed him softly on the lips. He loved that she touched him so freely. He loved being close to her and pulled her to him and whispered words of love in her ear. She ran her hands up and down his muscular chest and asked him to feed. He gently bit her neck. He was becoming light headed from feeding so much. He loved the taste of her blood but felt he was getting quite spoiled.

  He licked her beautiful neck and whispered, “Will you do me a favor?”

  She said, “Anything.”

  He asked, “From now on will you let me come to you when I feel that I need to feed. I know you want to take care of me, but I am not used to feeding so much. I fear it is going to make me soft and take my edge away. If you can trust me to come to you, I would prefer that.”

  She looked at him for a long hard moment and agreed, “Only if you try to feed at least once a day…every other day at the minimum. Are you in agreement?”

  He nodded and kissed her gently. He really did not know what side was up anymore. The things they talked about and did were not things usually done in a public setting. He was surprised that no one seemed to notice or even care what he did with this beautiful woman.

  He noticed she had finished her meal, so he called for the check and paid the bill. She curled up in the passenger side of the vehicle and slept. He pulled a small throw from his back seat and covered her. He could tell it had been a long day for her.

  When he arrived at her little house, he opened her door, carried her into the house and laid her on her bed. She never even woke up. He gently removed her shoes and put a spread over her. He sat on the edge of the bed looking down at her. She looked lovely and peaceful when she slept, and she looked good wearing his promise necklace.

  He started a fire in her fireplace and sat by the fire sharpening his knives as he watched her sleep. He did not know why but he was too excited at the day’s events to sleep. He wanted to sex with her so much it was killing him, but he knew that was all part of finding a love mate. He knew he had to discipline himself to hold off and wait until the time was romantic to make love to her. He did not want to mess this relationship up. He would suffer any need to be with her.

  Chapter 12

  Loving a Sexy Vampire

  A few hours later she woke with a start and seemed incredibly frightened. He went to her, and she realized where she was and he saw the fear slip from her face as he held her in his arms. She slowly disengaged herself from his embrace and led him to the shower.

  He realized she was someone who enjoyed showering every single evening and most mornings as well. That would be a new experience for him. He was excited to be seeing her naked twice a day. It was kind of getting to be his thing. They got out, dried off and slid into bed together naked. He loved cuddling naked because her skin was smooth and soft. It was also kind of getting to be his thing as well.

  She curled herself around his chest, and he couldn’t help getting hard. She moved her hand down and gently began to run her hand over his manhood. She ran her soft hand up and down his firm muscular stomach and chest.

  She said, “Do you know that I love the scent of your body. It is very erotic to me.”

  He turned to her, and he could see the desire on her face. He lost no time pulling her onto him and kissing her as his hands roamed over her body. Her response was immediate and convinced him that she would not be satisfied making love to him once or twice a week. How lucky to have found someone who seemed to want his body as much as he wanted hers.

  Before he could even think he was moving on her hard, he pressed her beneath him, and he moved a hand down between her legs and realized immediately that she was moist and ready for his love. He pulled her legs apart and forced himself into her body. He did not remember making the conscious choice to do so, but he realized his fangs were in her neck, and he loved her with a passion he did not know he possessed. He was shocked that their bodies moved together in perfect unison.

  She seemed to love his lovemaking. Her hands were running up and down his back, and she was gently scratching his skin as she purred her pleasure. He worried that he was too rough, but she whispered for him to take her harder, and after a few moments of
him doing so her body shook with an intense orgasm. He smiled and kept drinking small amounts of her blood as he made love to her.

  He suddenly realized why vampire men so strongly preferred female feeding partners who genuinely loved them. It felt so good to drink and sex at the same time and with a partner who loved being with a vampire it was all the more pleasurable because they were so thoroughly excited by the experience.

  He could tell she was totally turned on by being with him because she was so very wet it made being with her an incredible pleasure. He loved how she moved beneath him, the sexy things she whispered in his ear and the way her body teased such sweet pleasure from him. A powerful orgasm rocked him to the core. He was shocked that she had so easily unmanned him and that his manhood just would not quiet.

  He began to move from her, and she held him firmly between her legs. He looked down at her and realized she wanted more of him. He began to move slowly on her again, and she pressed his mouth to her neck. Again he slowly fed and she encouraged him on and on until an intense orgasm rocked them both at the same time. He began to wonder if the woman didn’t love the feeling of having his fangs in her. He had to admit she did just come in his arms three times. She seemed to love his blood lust, and he would never have believed that if he had not seen it with his own eyes. So few human women liked vampires in their blood lust. In his village, the vampire males had all sorts of tricks they used to try to keep their blood lust at bay or conceal it from the females because it was such a turn off to them.

  Waking up with a beautiful woman in his arms was also a new experience for him. He had to admit that was also kind of getting to be his thing. He just watched her sleeping for a long while. She was so sweet, this little spit fire of his. He could hardly believe she was his. He worried about how long he would have with her before she realized he was nothing special and left like Dakota had done. He had to admit that it did affect him because she seemed to think the world of him and then just got up one day and walked out on him. He would just have to try to be a good mate, not pressure her about stupid things all the time and enjoy every single minute until the inevitable happened.