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He woke her twice in the night wanting a quickie. Each quickie lasted an hour or so. When she could take no more, she pressed against his shoulders. “Aleksei. My pussy needs a rest and I need to sleep,” she moaned against his lips.
He shot his cock deep in her, making her shudder. “You said you wanted to be fucked all night long.”
“You’ve already fucked me all night. It’s nearly dawn,” she reminded him, running her hands over his clenching ass despite herself. Lord, she loved his firm, tight butt.
“Just once more,” he said, thrusting into her.
“No!” She pushed against his shoulders again. “Aleksei...if you don’t intend to pound my pussy to a pulp, I need a break.” She gently sank her teeth into his bottom lip. “Just a short one, handsome?”
“Shit!” But he stilled his cock in her.
She kissed his mouth. “Take it out.”
“No.” He rolled them onto their sides and kept his cock in her. He pulled the sheet around their thighs up over her and settled his body against hers.
Oh, well, she supposed there were worse things in the world than falling asleep with the cock of a young stud who couldn’t get enough of her buried firmly in one’s very satisfied pussy.
Several hours later, she emerged naked from a shower to find him, nude and semi-aroused, coming into her bedroom. The tray he carried emitted the most enticing aromas. “Wow! You can cook too?”
“I can do anything you want or need me to do, baby.”
Their gazes met and locked. They smiled at each other, like old familiar lovers.
“Breakfast is served, madam. Well, more like brunch.”
“Good. I’m starving!” She quickly crossed the room. He leaned down and she pressed a quick kiss against his mouth, amazed at her lack of embarrassment with him. During the last months of her marriage to Barry, she had avoided being nude in front of him. The same body with its big hips and thighs, flabby ass, and swelling stomach that had turned Barry off, clearly aroused Aleksei.
“Hop in bed and chow down.”
She grinned and got in bed. He slipped in bedside her and leaned over to kiss her breasts and her lips. “Mmm. I can smell pussy.”
“You do not! I just showered!” she protested. After having so much cum in her, she had given special attention to ensuring her vagina was clean.
“I can smell it,” he insisted. “And I want some.”
“Yeah?” She drew away from him, grinning. “Well, you’ve had all you’re getting for the moment. A woman can’t live on cock alone you know.”
“All right. I’ll feed you, but then I’m getting some more pussy.”
“Maybe a little,” she teased, reaching a hand down to brush her nails along his cock.
“A lot,” he countered, shuddering.
It was a heady feeling knowing her lightest caress could arouse him. “We’ll see.” She kissed him again and began lifting the lids off the plates as he settled the tray across his lap. He’d cooked home fries, eggs, sausages, grits, and several slices of ham. She stared at the tray and looked at him. “Wow! Everything looks so good.” She bit into a sausage link. It was browned, but juicy and tender, just the way she liked it. She smiled and gave him another kiss. “Just right, handsome.” She finished the sausage, licking the juice from her fingers with unashamed pleasure. “Dig in.”
“I’m not hungry.”
She paused with her fork lingering over the scrambled eggs. “Not hungry? Then why did you cook all this food?”
“For you.”
“For me? Aleksei! I usually only have wheat toast and juice for breakfast.”
“Why?”
“Why? Because I’m trying to lose weight is why.”
“Why?”
“Why? Aleksei, I am 5’ 7” and two hundred, forty-five pounds. Surely you see the problem.”
He nodded and she blushed. “Yeah. You are a little on the skinny side.”
“Skinny? Aleksei, I don’t even like to think about how not skinny I am.”
“Next you will be telling me you’re not wanton,” he said, his beautiful voice deep and teasing.
“I’m not,” she objected. “Well, at least I wasn’t until I met you. Oh, Aleksei, your cock and your lips and your body and voice...oh, God, you drive me insane with wanting you.”
He laughed. “That’s as it should be, my lovely wanton. I am becoming increasingly fond of you, although you are both skinny and extremely lovely.”
She liked that he thought she was extremely lovely, but skinny she was not.
“Yes, you are. That’s why I made you a big breakfast.”
She put the fork down and stared at him. “You’re serious.”
“Yes.” He seemed surprised. “Of course I am. No offense, Dani, but I like a woman with a little meat on her bones.” He smiled in an apparent effort to take any possible sting out of his words. He lifted the fork with eggs and home fries to her lips. “We can easily fix that. I’ll fatten you up in no time. Open wide.”
Half an hour later, full and rather sleepy, she smiled contently at him and lay on her stomach to take a nap. Lying beside her, he rained kisses along her neck and shoulders.
Her smile widened. She knew this couldn’t go on much longer, but it was so nice while it lasted.
“Are you married?” she asked, realizing she’d never bothered to ask that before she hopped into the sack with him.
His lips trailed along her back, sending icy heat down her spine to her toes and moisture to her pussy. “No.”
“Involved with someone?”
“No one special.”
“Are you sure?”
He licked each ass cheek. “Very sure.” He parted her legs, kissing her inner thighs.
Her stomach muscles tightened and clenched. She felt his tongue gently lapping at what he could reach of her pussy, then he parted her cheeks and planted a lingering kiss against her puckered hole.
She bit her lip. She liked that. “Aleksei.”
He dipped a finger in her pussy, got it nice and creamy, and then eased the tip up her ass. As he slid his fingertip in and out of her behind, he kissed and licked at her rear end. You have a large, lovely ass.
“You have wonderful lips,” she told him, breathing through her mouth.
“What about my finger?”
“I like it right where it is. I like you.”
She felt his quiet satisfaction. He kissed her rear, gently removed his finger, and slid his body up next to hers. His lips brushed against her hair. “I want some pussy.”
“Later.”
“Now.” He urged her onto her back, slipped between her legs, and eased his cock into her. “Just a little now.” He nibbled at her lips. “Yes?”
She slid her fingers in his hair and lifted her body to accept his cock. “Yes,” she whispered. “Just a little cock.”
“Just a little pussy,” he promised.
Two hours later, she moaned softly against his sweet lips as she slowly surfaced from yet another incredible orgasm. He was still on top of her, his chest muscles crushing against her breasts. What a lovely, lovely position to be in.
He fulfilled all her sexual needs in a manner she had never expected but had always longed for. He was the perfect lover. His sexual technique lacked nothing.
“Why thank you, my little wanton.” He sounded pleased, but not surprised.
She lifted her hands and closed her fingers in the silky dreads falling over her shoulders. “Stay out of my head,” she murmured and dragged her lips away from his.
“Why? I like it in your head.”
“Aleksei? Where’d you get that name and those eyes and that hair?”
“My mother is Caucasian, hence the blue eyes and the texture of my hair. She’s from Europe...hence Aleksei...although she actually called me Alexander, after my father.”
“And your father?”
“My father was an incredible man.”
“Was?”
“Yes. He...he’s dead.”
She heard veiled pain in his voice. She cupped her hand over the back of his head and kissed him gently. “I’m sorry.”
He took a deep, shuddering breath. “He died a long time ago.”
“But it still hurts.”
“Yes.” He rubbed his nose against hers. “But you can help make it better.”
“Yeah? How?”
“How do you think?” he demanded, laughing.
His laughter, soft and compelling like everything else about him, intrigued and delighted her. It still amazed her that such a handsome and excellent lover should find her exciting enough to somehow hunt her down so they could make love again.
“You are shameless in your pursuit of pussy,” she complained.
“Can I help it if I like you?” He rubbed his nose against hers. “A lot.”
“How do you know what I’m thinking?” She released the dreads in one hand and ran that hand down his damp back. Damp from satisfying both their lusts. What a heady thought.
“Very heady.”
She gave a slight yank on his hair. “I told you to stay out of my head.” She loved the crushed sensation lying under his big, chiseled body gave her, but he was a very big man and heavy as hell.
“And I told you I like it in your head. Otherwise why would I be there?”
“A more interesting question is how are you there?”
He shifted his weight onto his arms. “It’s such an intoxicating place. Where else would I be?”
“You make me feel so...desirable.”
His blue eyes seemed to darken. “You are desirable. I couldn’t stop thinking about you after we met.”
“Oh, Aleksei! I thought about you too!”
“I couldn’t sleep for wanting you.”
A wide, pleased smile spread across her face. While she basked in the glow of his sincerity, she heard a sound that turned her pleasure to sheer terror.
“Mom! Are you home?”
“Oh, my God!” She shoved at his shoulders in a vain attempt to push him off her. “Get off me! Now, and get...get...hide in the closet!”
He resisted her efforts to scramble from under him. “I don’t do hiding...especially in closets,” he said and leisurely moved his still hard cock in her.
She fought hard to control a surge of desire that shot through her and concentrated on the quiet sounds of Janie moving through her apartment. “Get off me now!” she hissed, fighting back panic. “Get off me and get in the damn closet! Now. Please.”
“No.”
“Mom!”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned and gulped in an anguished sob as her bedroom door opened. She turned her head and saw Janie standing in the doorway. Her daughter had an unobstructed view of her lying on her bed under Aleksei, without even the benefit of a sheet to hide the fact that his cock was still buried deep in her body.
“Mom, there you are,” Janie said in a perfectly normal voice. “Did I wake you?”
She stared at Janie, waiting for the outrage and disgust to cloud her expression and fill her voice. “Janie! Honey, I know this must look bad, but I can explain. I—”
Janie arched a brow and walked into the room. “Hey, if you want to sleep naked in bed, that’s okay by me. I was on my way home and decided to stop in, hoping for some leftovers, but obviously you haven’t done any cooking today.”
“No...I...no.” She frowned and looked up at Aleksei, who still lay on stop of her, his head turned in Janie’s direction. There were leftovers in the fridge, but she needed Janie out of the apartment as quickly as possible.
Janie crossed the room to the bed and bent down. Leaning past Aleksei’s face, she pressed a kiss against Dani’s cheek. “I’ll let you get back to sleep. Love you.”
“Love you too,” she said weakly and listened to the sounds of Janie’s footsteps receding through her apartment. Finally she heard her apartment door open and close. She let out a long-relieved breath and slumped back against the bed, tears burning her eyes and throat.
“Ssshh,” he said softly, brushing his lips against her cheek. “It’s all right.” He rolled off her and onto his back. He reached for her and lifted her body on top of his. He held her close, stroking a hand down her back.
She balled her hands into fists and hit his shoulders. “I told you we couldn’t stay here but you wouldn’t listen! You had to have your damned way regardless of what I wanted! Well, now I hope you’re satisfied!”
He curled his fingers in her hair and urged her head up until he could look in her eyes. “Why are you so upset? She saw nothing except what I wanted her to see.”
She stared down at him. “You’re naked and you must be at least six-four. How could she not see you?”
“I’m taller,” he said.
“I don’t care how tall you are! How did you keep her from seeing you? She couldn’t possibly miss you. How did you do it? How do you do any of the things you do? Who are you? What are you?”
For answer, his blue eyes began to glow and he parted his lips, allowing her to see the pointed incisors in his mouth.
Excitement and exhilaration warred with each other in her. She knew immediately what he was. “Oh, God!” She wet her lips. “I didn’t think things—people like you existed in real life.”
“I’m very real,” he told her.
She stared down into his handsome face. “Are you a person?”
He laughed. “What a curious question. Don’t I feel like a person?”
“Yes, but real men can’t do the things you do. How do you do them?”
“I can do many things. Chief among them is making love to you until you want to melt.”
She shivered with anticipatory excitement. Although her pussy was more than a little sore and she knew that if she tempted him too far, he could lose control and really hurt her, she lifted her body from his. Keeping her gaze locked with his, she grasped his thick dick and climbed onto it, slowly lowering her body until she was packed full of hot, silken cock.
With his hands on her waist to control the pace of her downward movements on his dick, he began kissing and sensuously licking the side of her neck. He’d demonstrated a fascination with her neck all weekend, but this time there was a noticeable difference in the lips caressing her skin. She knew without being told what he wanted. Not surprising that a vampire would want or need blood from his lover. Her lack of fear at becoming a blood donor did shock her.
You know what I need.
Yes.
He gently raked his incisors against her skin. She sucked in a breath and arched her neck slightly.
Now, my lovely little wanton, you become mine.
“Yes. Yes. Take me. Take my blood. Make me yours.”
His incisors pierced her neck. As her blood flooded into his mouth, icy chills shot through her. Heat and desire coiled in the pit of her stomach exploded as she came on his cock. Almost immediately, she collapsed against him, shaking. He continued to feed on her and drive his hard, thick shaft up into her pussy. Although exhausted, she soon came again. And then again. And again, in quick succession. Still he fucked and fed on her until the emotions and ecstasy overwhelmed her and she lost consciousness.
When she woke, she found herself soaking in a tub full of water, lying with her back pressed against his chest. His hands were cupped over her breasts, but for once, his cock was not inside her.
Are you all right?
She was sorer than she’d ever been and exhausted, but she felt great. Yes. But you give a new meaning to the term fucked senseless.
He laughed and kissed the side of her neck where he’d fed on her and a tingle of remembered pleasure shot down her spine. His semi-hard cock pulsed under her buns. What a waste. Feeling like a greedy, lecherous cradle robbing hussy, she turned so she faced him.
She stroked her hands through his hair and peppered his lips with kisses. When she felt his lips immediately respond to hers, she lifted her body and eagerly settled on his dick. She moaned low and deep in her throat as she felt the endless upsurge of his shaft into her very willing body. Oh, Lord. Good. So very mind-blowing good.
Do something for me.
Anything, she answered slowly riding his cock. It felt so good she thought she would lose her mind.
He drew his lips away from hers and pressed a finger into his mouth. Blood covered it when he withdrew it. Without the slightest hesitation, she parted her lips. The first drops of his blood fell on her tongue like sweet nectar. She settled against him, wildly thrusting, and grinding her pussy around on his cock while she hungrily sucked the warm blood from his finger until a huge wave of pleasure crashed over her. She was pulled down under a wall of warm water. She allowed herself to be fully submerged, relishing in the delicious and wicked delight of totally surrendering her mind, pussy, heart and soul to him.
Later, when the water cooled, they made a sexy game of drying each other off, then he carried her back to bed and they lay cuddling and kissing. “What’s your nickname?”
“My name is Aleksei.”
She nipped at the shoulder nearest her. “That wasn’t the question.”
“I don’t like nicknames, Dani.”
“So which one don’t you like?” she insisted.
He sighed. “Some people call me Alex and some call me Sei.”
“Which do you prefer?”
“Aleksei.”
She bit him again, harder this time. “You are stubborn,” she complained. “So, what’s going to happen next? I mean, what does a vampire expect from a woman?”
“Not just a woman. My woman,” he told her. “You are mine and I don’t expect you to sleep with any other men.”
She curled her fingers in his hair and gave an angry yank. “You think I’d want to after being with you? But I don’t know what’s expected of me or what to expect from you. Where do you keep your coffin?”
He laughed. “Dani, do not believe everything you’ve heard. I do not have a coffin. Nor is sunlight dangerous to me and I don’t turn into a bat. I think I’ve covered most of the myths.”
“But you do need blood?”
“Blood is...I’m a vampire,” he said. “I require a certain amount of blood to...I require blood.”
He hadn’t said want or like, he’d said required. She licked her lips, keeping her face pressed against his shoulder. “Do you ever take it without permission?”
She found the ensuing pause troubling. “I won’t ever take yours without permission,” he promised. “No, leave it at that, Dani,” he said when she parted her lips to speak again. “I have certain physiological needs that cannot be denied, but I will never hurt you. Never, Dani. Trust me.”
She raised her head and looked at him. “I do! You think I’d be here with you again if I didn’t?”
“But?”
She stared into his eyes. “But I think you’re going to have to use a condom from now on.”
“No.”
“Yes!”
“Why?”
“Why?! Aleksei, you can’t think that I want to get pregnant and have a...”
“What? A mixed baby?”
“Yes, but not like you’re thinking. I knew the first time I slept with you, you were mixed yourself, but I did not know you were...a vampire.”
“And you would find having a baby by a man who’s half-black less objectionable than having a baby with a vampire?”
“I wouldn’t find having a baby with you objectionable at all...if you were...are you human at all?”
“No,” he said through his teeth. “I am not. I am a full-blood vampire. And if it eases your mind any, I have never fathered a child.”
“You mean you’re sterile?”
“No! No! Well...not exactly. It’s hard to explain. But you don’t need to worry about sexually transmitted diseases either. We don’t get them or pass them on.”
She watched the agitation and dismay on his face and knew his having failed to become a father was a touchy subject with him. She rubbed her nose against his. “It doesn’t matter about the baby thing, Aleksei because I’m a little old to be having another child.”
“I hardly think you have to worry about that with me,” he said.
She heard the bitterness in his voice and pressed her lips against his. It doesn’t matter, Aleksei. That just means we can keep fucking like bunnies with no condom.
He pressed his cheek against hers. You are mine now, Dani. You need to understand what that means.
She suppressed a sigh. How was she ever going to explain him to Frank and Janie? She would have to find a way because there was no longer any question of giving him up.
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