by Marilyn Lee
When she reached him, she flung herself at him.
He caught her, swept her off her feet, and swiftly lowered her to the sands before he knelt between her trembling thighs.
Noting the thick length protruding in front of his big, muscular body, hunger consumed her. She reached out to stroke her hands over his thighs.
Gripping himself at the base of his length, he rubbed the big, hard tip of his shaft along her slit.
With her channel flooding, she thrust her hips off the sands, hungry to feel him pushing deep inside her.
He pushed his head against her clit.
She gasped, digging her fingers into his hips.
Staring down into her eyes, with one lustful movement, he thrust the thickest cock she’d ever had deep into her body.
A sob of pleasure-pain was forced from her lips and carried by the warm desert breeze, echoed across the sands.
He stretched out on top of her, settling between her thighs, his chest crushing her breasts. His cool, firm lips nibbled at her neck.
The feelings he engendered shocked her. The Singer had mastered her soul song and deserved her ultimate fidelity. Yet her hunger and need for this vampire could not be denied or swept aside. She had to give herself to him. Surrendering to her desire, she clutched him close, draping her legs around his big body.
Stretching and filling her with his hard warmth, he gently bit into her neck and slid his long, hard, thickness in and out of her with a greedy delight that overwhelmed her senses.
Buffeted by a feverish passion she had never experienced, she came quickly and often, unable to recover from one scorching orgasm before another blazed through her. He took her again and again, feasting on her blood and her pussy with a hunger that branded the taste of his lips on hers, and created a hunger for his cock she couldn’t fully satisfy or deny. Even after an eternity, she knew she would still long for him as deeply as she did during this first glorious night together.
They had spent that entire third week of the feast alone together in the desert, discovering new ways to satisfy their passions and hungers for each other. At the end of that week, as they lay on the soft blue sands, after a particularly hot mating that had seen them both come multiple times, a junior singer from the temple had called out to her.
“Priestess, may I approach?”
Lying on her side, still impaled on the vampire’s huge, addictive shaft, she had lazily lifted her head and looked over his shoulder. She noted a tall, slender singer who served in the temple of Heoptin at Denhari, approaching. “You may approach, Singer,” she said.
He stopped very close, his eyes downcast. “I bring a message from my master, the Singer. He will return tomorrow and will want to take you to the Temple of Heoptin at the Rock Cannons on Persia to spend the remaining days of the feast there. He asks that you spend tonight in the baths, undergoing ritual cleansing so that when he mates with you, there will be no seed from other lovers remaining inside you, Priestess. He will arrive at dawn and requests that you be cleansed and ready to accompany him.”
With that the singer had bowed his head and moved off toward the Garden of Passion.
His words had sent a stab of panic through her. She looked at the vampire priest whose cock was still so firmly embedded in her and sighed. “Thank you for such an enchanting week, but I must go.” She pushed against his shoulders and bit her lip to keep from crying out in despair as his cock slid out of her body. Bereft of his hard warmth, depression settled over her.
She rose to stand on trembling legs, breathing deeply, in an attempt to get the scent of his lovemaking out of her lungs.
He rose and turned her to face him. “Where do you think you’re going, Willoni?”
The question surprised her. “To the Baths for Cleansing.”
“No. You’re not going to cleanse your body of my seed and you‘re not going to meet this Singer. There is a week of the feast left. I’ll take you to my home near the Crystal Falls. There you’ll spend the rest of the feast with me. I’ll take you to the base of the Falls and mate with you as it sings its magic, binding you to me forever.”
Oh, how she trembled with lust at the thought of being taken under the Crystal Falls. It was said the Crystal Falls produced a special brand of male whose passions were legendary and boundless. Oh, to mate under the Falls with this vampire whose voracious sexual appetite awakened an answering one in her! Yet she mustn’t forget the Singer’s tender passion. She couldn‘t hurt him. So she had to leave the vampire immediately. Although mild-tempered as most healers were, the Singer would be furious if he arrived and found her full of another male’s seed when they mated.
He wouldn‘t be inclined to share her with this big, handsome vampire with his endless passion and incredible, addictive lust. “No. The Singer mastered my soul song three feasts prior and won my devotion. I can‘t go with you. I must cleanse myself.”
She stroked her fingers down his cheek. “Please tell me that you will come back at the next Immaculate Feast of Bliss and Conception.”
He stared at her. “What? You expect me to let you go and return in a year and hope the Singer gets called away during the feast so I might mate with you? No! His mastery of your soul song is lacking, Willoni. I claim my right to your devotion and your body! They are both mine! When the Singer returns at dawn, I will challenge him for the right to spend the entire feast month with you for eternity.”
She looked into his eyes and shivered at the thought of her gentle Singer engaging in physical combat for her with this powerful vampire. No! She would not allow it! “You overstep your bounds, vampire. Who has mastered my soul song is a matter for my discretion alone. I choose my Singer.”
“Why?”
“I must. There are many priestesses at the temple for you to mate with in the remaining week. I‘m going to cleanse myself.”
Her heart ached with grief, for she feared she had fallen not only into lust with him, but also in love with him. She turned and started across the sands.
“Come back, Willoni!”
Without turning, she continued, eager to get away from him before her resolve weakened and she raced back into his arms. With heart aching with grief and longing, she fled across the sands with him in pursuit.
“Come back! You are mine and when the Singer returns, I‘ll kill him and whoever I need to, to ensure you belong to me alone.”
The thought of her kind, considerate lover’s life being threatened infuriated her. She would allow no harm to come to him. She stopped and turned to face the vampire. “You will not harm him!”
He stopped in front of her, his eyes glowing. “I‘ll kill him to keep you! You are mine and I will not share you!” With that, he reached out, took her in his arms, and drew her down to the sands.
“No, you must let me go,” she gasped, even as she parted her legs and cried out with joy and bliss as he drove his cock up into her pussy and mated with her. Sobbing with pleasure, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, arching her back as she shoved her lower body against his.
“Say it, Willoni.”
“Take me! Take me!”
“Who do you belong to? Tell me.”
“I’m yours!”
“You are mine. Now and forever,” he assured her, sinking his incisors into one of her breasts.
Overcome with her need, she clung to him, enjoying each movement and caress of his big hands on her naked body. The desert air was fragrant with the sounds of their passion as they mated deep into the night.
Marilyn’s booklist:
Marilyn Lee Unleashed
Loving Large 2: Yours, Now And Forever
A Cheating Situation
Marilyn Lee Omnibus I
Primal Lusts
In Blood And Worth Loving 2—Lost Without You
Blue Desert Heat I
Blue Desert Heat 2
Blue Desert Tales: Courtesan Seduction
Fantasy Knights
Fantasy Knights 2—Endless Love
Naughty Girls, Inc—No Commitment Required
Loving Large—Yours, Only And Always
The Quest—Hunter’s Passion
Daughters of Takira—One Night In Vegas
Daughters of Takira 2—Kyla’s Awakening
Daughters of Takira 2—Revelations
Soul Mates
Beauty Is Alisha Hoover?
My Mother’s Man
Secondhand Girlfriend
Any Time Any Place
Large, Shy, And Beautiful
Marilyn Lee Sampler
Marilyn Lee Sampler 2
Falling For Sharde
Nice Girls Do
Some Like It Male
Yesterday’s Secret Sins
The Dare
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Loving Large 2—Yours, Now And Forever
A Cheating Situation
Red Rose Publishing
Sister’s Keeper
Finding Love Again
Betrayed By Love
Song of Desire
It Had To Be You
Tempting Neal
In Blood And Worth Loving
Eye of the Beholder
Night Heat
Summer Storm
Skin Deep
Ellora's Cave
Night of Sin
Bloodlust series:
Mikhel Dumont
The Talisman
Taming Serge Dumont
Forbidden Desires
Nocturnal Heat
Midnight Shadows
All In The Family
Moonlight series:
Moonlight Desire
Moonlight Whispers
Long Line of Love series:
Night of Desires
Love Out Loud
Only One Love
Teacher's Pet
Trina's Afternoon Delight
Branded
Road To Rapture
The Fall of Troy
Full Bodied Charmer
Breathless In Black
Playing With Fire
White Christmas
Quest II—Divided Loyalties
Quest III—Return to Volter
Changeling Press
Moonlight Madness
Bloodlust—Nighttime Magic
Loose Id, LLC
Dream Lover
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Marilyn’s Bio:
Marilyn Lee lives, works, and writes on the East Coast. In addition to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances, she enjoys roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the thirties and forties and collecting Marvel comics from the seventies and eighties (particularly Thor and The Avengers). Her favorite TV shows are forensic shows, westerns (Gunsmoke and Have Gun, Will Travel are particular favorites), mysteries (loves the old Charlie Chan mysteries. Her all time favorite mystery movie is probably Dead, Again), and nearly every vampire movie or television show ever made (Forever Knight and Count Yorga, Vampire are favorites).
Marilyn has won numerous writing accolades, including a CAPA award for Bloodlust: Conquering Mikhel Dumont and the following Lub-Dubs Awards for 2009: Lifetime Achievement Award, In Blood And Worth Loving (Best erotic novel and best sci-fi/fantasy/paranormal Award.
She loves to hear from readers who can email her at [email protected] or who can visit her website, http://www.marilynlee.org. She has a Yahoo! Group called Love Bytes that readers can join by sending an email to: [email protected]
