Vampire Lover: Purely Paranormal Pleasures

by C. D. Gorri

“Daisy,” he growled her name as her sex clenched around his fingers one last time.

  “Please,” she said sitting up and clawing at him until his face was level with hers, “don’t you dare stop.”

  Terrence growled. She tried his patience sorely. All he wanted was to thrust away, but he would never do anything to harm her. Careful as he could he lifted her from the couch and walked with her to the bedroom.

  This was as sacred a moment as he’d ever experienced in his almost three centuries on the Earth. He eased her down, following her with his body.

  “Daisy,” he said kissing her lips as he placed the head of his cock against her entrance.

  “Yes,” she gasped aloud and Terrence swallowed the sound as he slowly pushed into her tight heat.

  The desperation he saw in her eyes matched his own. She needed him as much as he needed her.

  “Daisy, love. I am sorry this is going to hurt.”

  “Don’t be. I was waiting for you,” she said astounding him with her frankness.

  “Hold on, bellissima,” he groaned as he pushed against the barrier of her virginity, stilling at once when he felt her tense.

  He hoped to kiss away the pain that flashed briefly in her eyes. A scant moment, but one that he would feel to his soul. But he would make up for it. His bond with his mate already more real than he’d ever believed it could be.

  It was as if he were on fire and she was his only salvation. He pressed deep, meeting the barrier of her innocence with trepidation. He’d never taken a woman’s virginity before. This was new and scary. Exciting in a way that could only mean they were truly meant for each other.

  Fate had given him a true gift. One he would treasure forever. Daisy groaned as he penetrated her long and deep. He winced, feeling the pain through their weak though present bond. That burning pain of him stretching her was almost finished. His possession almost complete.

  One more push and they both groaned in relief. Finally. She was his.

  Tendrils of magic wove around them and Terrence hissed against her neck. Gasping for air, he retreated slightly to seat himself even more fully inside her hot, tight core.

  This was the beginning of it all. The start of something so deep and magical it defied reason. Together, they set a new rhythm. She clamped her legs around him and he leaned down mashing his lips to hers.

  In and out, deep thrust and shallow retreat. His tongue echoed the movements of his cock as he became one with his mate in a communion of bodies and souls as old as time. Each move was a line in a song, each sigh a note in a symphony.

  She was, in a word, sublime.

  A nymph in her magical garden ten stories up in the coldest month of the year and the busiest city in the world. Unreachable. Unattainable. Yet his. All his. Only his.

  “Daisy,” he said her name as he pressed his lips to hers.

  Wide emerald eyes glittered with passion and pleasure as he seesawed in and out of her heat. His fangs pressed against his gums, the needlelike teeth threatening to descend, but he kept them in check. For now.

  This was too big, too substantial a moment. Terrence was introducing Daisy to what it meant to truly be a Vampire’s lover. He wanted it to be good. Hell, he wanted it to be so fucking good she would never want to let him go.

  Fuck. Terrence gripped the pillow behind her head. Afraid he would harm her with his hold he felt the material give way as clouds of feathers now filled the room.

  His hips propelled in and out of her tight sheath. So desperate to reach that pinnacle, to find release within her warm, lush body, he groaned as he lost himself inside her. Inside the heaven she promised. A kind of salvation for him, and untold pleasures for certain.

  Daisy’s body jerked and shivered beneath him. He let out a groan as her pussy squeezed his cock. The beginnings of her second orgasm started to ripple through her, egging on his own release.

  His fangs threatened to burst forth, the need to quench his desire for her blood rose inside of him.

  Claim. Mate. The mantra played over and over in his head like a separate minded beast of its own. Yes, he was there in the moment. Completely captivated by the way she generously and wholeheartedly gave her innocence to him.

  Her submission was a gift. Her body a wonder of dips and curves, valleys and secret places that he couldn’t wait to explore and memorize.

  “Terrence,” she whispered, eyes wide, glistening with unshed tears as the swell of bliss began to flow between them.

  Watching her come was like witnessing something unearthly, something divine. The pleasure she unabashedly took from him spurred on his own release.

  Claim her now, the thought screamed in his brain. His gums ached with the descension of his fangs. The exchange of bodily fluids was needed. Three to be exact.

  Three life-giving liquids needed to be given and taken between a Vampire and his sete di cuore for the mating to be complete.

  She would fulfill his longing, quench his heart’s thirst as no one else in the universe could. And he would in turn share with her his strength, his healing abilities, and his extended lifespan.

  Three fluids exchanged. That was all that was required. That would be the culmination of their mating.

  Saliva from their lips, cum from their bodies, and lastly, blood from their veins. He just needed to complete the last step.

  “Yes,” she answered his unspoken question.

  “I haven’t asked you yet, Daisy. You don’t know what it is I want of you,” he gasped as the pleasure spiked.

  “It doesn’t matter. Whatever it is, I choose you. My answer is yes, yes!” She moaned deep and long as her walls contracted around him. Her pussy milked him, sucking the seed from his cock until he bellowed in blissful agony.

  His hunger unbearable. Terrence looked into her wide green eyes then he struck. His needlelike teeth sunk into the soft skin of her neck to drink from the vein that fed her heart.

  Terrence moaned in delight as he sipped from her flesh. Sweet and flowery like her scent, her blood tingled on his tongue before gliding down his throat and filling him with the most peace he had ever felt.

  She sighed and moaned against him, her second orgasm making it all the more pleasurable as he licked her wounds closed.

  “Daisy,” he moaned her name, thrusting one more time until he was no longer able to move.

  His heart thundered and he tried to catch his breath while snuggling her close. He listened to her own racing heart and it calmed him slightly. Terrence was aware something very profound had just happened.

  Something that would either be his making or his undoing. Breathing heavily still, he savored her essence on his lips.

  She was inside of him now. By drinking her blood he would always know her feelings, feel her emotions, be closer to her than any other individual on the planet.

  The sacred bond was almost complete. He just had to give her some of his blood. But first, they needed to talk.

  Shit. Terrence hated talking. He’d much rather stick his nose in a book or in music.

  He was an excellent director because he’d been around a very long time. People watching was a hobby. He knew how they moved. How they reacted to different stimuli. It gave him an advantage wen setting the stage.

  But he couldn’t predict this. He couldn’t predict what Daisy would say when he dropped this particular bomb on her.

  “That was, I mean. Wow,” she sighed and nuzzled his chest.

  Pride made him want to thump his chest and roar to the world, but instead he squeezed her close. Loving the feel of her lush curves against the hard planes of his body.

  “Are you okay?” He asked, suddenly afraid he had drunk too much.

  “Yes. I am fantastic,” she smiled and kissed his chest.

  “We need to talk,” he repeated again on a moan. Damn she was amazing. Everything about her called to him. The way she touched him made him want to be balls deep inside her all over again.

  But first.

  “About what?” />
  “Well, there is something I need to tell you.”

  “Oh. You mean that you’re a Vampire?”

  Terrence went completely still. Eyes wide he looked down at the mischievous expression on her face and opened his mouth only to close it again.

  “How did? When? Why didn’t you say something?”

  Chapter 7

  “Okay first of all, you just bit my neck, buddy. I might have been a virgin up till a few minutes ago, but I’m not an idiot,” Daisy sat up completely unembarrassed by her nudity.

  She was a big girl, but clearly her Vampire lover did not mind. Not if the way he’d kissed, sucked, and nibbled all her pink bits meant anything. And damn, but she was sure it did.

  Was it possible to fall in love at first bite? She certainly had done just that. Why else would she have given herself fully to a virtual stranger?

  “So, I have some questions first, okay?” She asked.

  “Okay,” he said cautiously.

  “Do you drink other people’s blood?”

  “No. Uh, actually I get most of my blood from a specialty butcher.”

  “Animal blood? Isn’t that weird?”

  “No stranger than eating a steak, but now, I mean I don’t want to presume, but if you choose to remain with me I am hoping to close that account,” he said in a rather shy voice she found endearing.

  “Ah. I see,” she smiled and snuggled into his chest loving the way he wrapped his strong arms around her and kissed on the top of her head.

  No doubt about it. Daisy Amante was head over heels for this sexy, nerdy Vampire. No, she hadn’t disclosed her health issues yet, but that was alright. She’d had a good report at her last check-up. It would be okay.

  Damn straight, she thought to herself. The universe would have a lot to answer for if it finally gave her a piece of happiness only to take it away.

  “Are you okay with this, Daisy?”

  “I knew what you were before you bit me, Terrence. I am more than okay.”

  He sat straight up almost knocking her to the floor with the sudden movement. Of course, he caught her before she could fall off the bed.

  “When? When did you know?”

  “Well, I knew you were too damn good looking to be a normal, but I was thinking more along the lines of Werewolf myself.”

  “What? How do you know about them?”

  “I don’t know. Well, no that’s not true. You see, my grandmother had the gift of sight. It skips a generation or so I am told. My mom doesn’t have it. Unfortunately, that’s not all I got from her,” she sat up and tried to distance herself from him, but his arms wrapped around her and his eyes furrowed as if he didn’t like the idea of her moving away one bit. The thought warmed her.

  “Tell me everything,” he said in that deep gravelly voice she’d come to love. So serious.

  “Okay, so I was born with the ability to sense certain things. The first time I ran into the supernatural world I was three and a bad Witch tried to give me a poisoned apple. Ridiculously cliché, I know. Anyway I screamed for my grandma and she outed the woman to the local Coven who had her sent away.”

  “Wow, that is incredible,” he murmured nodding for her to continue.

  “Anyway, after that Grandma kind of told me things a bit at a time. She got sick when I was ten and passed away soon after. That was when my parents discovered I had inherited the same bad heart that killed my grandmother. They shipped me off to boarding school afterwards and I pretty much stayed to myself except for Leandra.”

  “And your gift?”

  “Oh, she doesn’t know. It’s not very strong or clear, my gift that is, but I use it to stay out of trouble. In fact, I never told anyone except you.”

  “I see,” he said nodding.

  “Are you angry? Because of my condition?”

  Daisy waited for him to scream or push her away. True, he was the first man she’d been intimate with, but she’d dated others. Every time she thought she could tell them about her heart, it turned out bad.

  Most men didn’t want to date a girl with a premature expiration date. It was kind of like buying milk past its due date one guy friend had said. Sigh.

  “Look at me, Daisy,” Terrence tipped her head up and looked at her with those glittering silver eyes of his.

  She loved his face. He had impossibly high cheekbones, a strong chin, and slightly crooked nose. Of course, his full lips were amazing. And the smattering of thick, copper eyelashes that brushed his cheeks whenever he opened and closed his eyes.

  “Daisy?”

  “Sorry,” she blushed and turned her attention back to what he was saying.

  “I know it seems too soon for this, but I love you. All of you. You’ve given me an incredible gift.”

  “My virginity?”

  At that he laughed and pulled her close, kissing her on the head before taking her face in his hands in continuing.

  “Yes, there is that, but I was talking about your acceptance. As for your heart, it doesn’t matter. You see, my love, you are my sete di cuore. The one person in the world my heart thirsts for. I never thought I would meet anyone like you.”

  “What a twenty-nine-year old virgin?” She laughed.

  “No, a beautiful woman with the ability to make a wonderland grow in the middle of a steel and brick city in winter.”

  “Terrence, you say the most amazing things,” she bit her lip waiting for him to finish so she could move on to better things. Like kissing him.

  “You see, I didn’t think I was worthy.”

  “Why wouldn’t you be worthy?”

  “I had a friend. He was bad, Daisy, he hunted normals. I called my old Coven and they called the Guardians. He was thrown in jail, but I felt as if I had failed him and the others. I left the Coven and have been on my own since then.”

  “I am sure they don’t blame you,” she said her heart hurting for him.

  “Doesn’t matter now. It’s been a very long time. But you see, I thought I would always be alone. Then you showed up and I started to believe again. To hope.”

  “There you go again,” she said, leaning into him. God his lips were so close, so tempting.

  “I need you, Daisy. I love you. I want you to be mine.”

  “Yes,” she sighed as she pressed her mouth to his. It sounded good to her.

  He broke the kiss and pierced his wrist with his teeth. Daisy bent her head to the warm red liquid and began to drink from him.

  She expected it to be gross or metallic, but it wasn’t. Not at all.

  Terrence’s blood was hot and spicy. Like expensive chocolate laced with cayenne. Rich and flavorful, it colored her palate and made her hungry for more of him.

  Suddenly, she felt hot and dropped his wrist. Terrence held her loosely as she fell against him. Something was happening. Something she had no idea how to control. So instead, she let go. Daisy gasped, back arching as liquid fire seemed to flow through her.

  Her limbs ached, heart squeezed, and gums throbbed. When it stopped, she turned to him with her new fangs and smiled.

  “Daisy?” He said and watched as understanding flowed between their bond.

  “I didn’t realize,” he murmured tracing her new deadly additions carefully with his finger.

  “I did,” she said and pulled his head down to hers.

  “I love you, mate,” he breathed into her mouth as he kissed her.

  Daisy turned around feeling ten times as strong as before. She was more than ready to make love to her one true mate, her own sete di cuore again. This time their bond would make it even better than before.

  “I love you too,” she moaned as she lowered herself down on his thick hard cock.

  She rocked her hips, taking him deeper and more fully than their first time.

  “Will it always be like this?” She asked as her belly tightened with the promise of ecstasy as tendrils of familiar pleasure began in her core.

  “Better, my love,” Terrence groaned and grabbed her hips.
He guided her, lifted her up and down capturing her nipple in his mouth as they sought heaven in each other’s arms.

  Many long, wonderful minutes later as they laid in a twist of limbs and sheets. Daisy listened to his heartbeat and sighed, happier than she had ever felt in her entire life.

  “Happy?” He asked.

  “I am. Deliriously so,” she replied.

  Epilogue

  “What’s going on?”

  Terrence ran into the apartment amidst the construction and sought out his mate. Heart pounding he was glad to find her unharmed puttering away in the new larger and safer greenhouse that he’d had built directly above their combined apartment.

  In fact, he’d had the entire top floor of his building redone to suit them both. Making one huge apartment out of two was something of a feat but adding a long spiral staircase that lead to the new greenhouse was something else.

  His mate had loved it of course. And he lived for making her happy.

  “Terrence?”

  “Something happened when I was at work. I felt it.”

  He watched as a becoming blush spread across his mate’s beautiful face. She looked good enough to eat in her baggy sweatshirt and black leggings.

  He stepped closer cradling her face in his hands and wiping the small smudge of dirt from her cheek affectionately. Now that he knew she was unharmed he could breathe again though his curiosity had not diminished.

  “When did the crew leave?”

  “About an hour ago,” she answered sighing into him as she always did. So accepting. So beautiful. So sweet it hurt.

  “What made your blood pressure spike not so long ago, love?”

  “Oh that,” she tried to evade the question by reaching on tiptoes and thrusting her tongue in his mouth. He scented her desire, his own body hardening in response.

  Terrence would always want her. His desire grew every day. She was his sete di cuore. It would always be this way, but first he needed to know.

  “Do you know how you reached out to the Coven to explain your turning me?”

  “Yes. We went to see Dr. Lively last week. Did something happen with your blood tests?”