Vampire Chronicles: I
Carol had no notion what enthralled meant until the night she discovered the vampire, Lucian, in her apartment. He took her will and then he gave her pleasure such as she’d never known.
Length: Short Story
Word Count: 9,790
Genre: Paranormal Vampire Erotica
Available formats: PDF, RTF, Epub, HTML, Mobipocket (.prc)
Cover art by Jennie Dixon, © copyright June 2010
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author's imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.
“Yes, I think you’ll do nicely. Come here.” He stretched out his hand and her body moved of its own accord. Shocked by the movement, she fought hard against it, trying to lock her knees, but she realized with a dawning horror that she was no longer in control of herself.
What the fuck is going on? She railed against it, screaming and cursing inwardly as her body stepped right up to his and brushed her nipples against his chest. The feel of his crisp white shirt against her skin brought an unvoiced gasp to her lips. He reached out and brushed a lock of hair from her face and the contact of his cold hand against her skin sent shivers running down her spine and sent a throbbing need pulsing in her nether regions.
I have to get out of here. I have to run. But her feet ignored her pleas just as the rest of her body did.
“Stop fighting it. This could be so much more … pleasurable if you wouldn’t fight it so hard.”
Carol felt another chill at that.
He walked around her like a cat inspecting a wounded mouse, smoothing his hand along her side, back, and down to her ass as he did so.
“Very nice indeed.” He lifted a lock of her hair to his nose and breathed in her scent. “Lovely. I’ve always fancied red hair.” He let the hair fall and pressed his chest against her back, wrapping his arms around her, both large hands moving in unison up her stomach to cup her breasts and sending a jolt of pleasure through her.
“Nice conformation. Not quite as full as I had thought, but the pink nipples make up for that don’t they?”
Carol closed her eyes as one of his hands leisurely wove its way down her stomach to her pussy. A finger slipped along the cleft causing her muscles to spasm and she felt herself growing wet from the touch. My god, what’s happening to me? Who is this man?
He leaned in and she felt his hot breath against her neck. “Don’t worry.” He kissed her ear, nibbling on the lobe a moment, biting and sucking lightly. “You’ll enjoy every moment of this. I swear.”
It can’t be real, can it? I haven’t eaten anything. I didn’t drink anything after I left the office. As much as she racked her mind, she couldn’t think of any way he could have given her any drugs, nothing he could have done to get this level of control over her body. Yet here she was, unable to move, unable to call for help, and finding herself less inclined to try by the moment. The promise in his voice sent her pussy to throbbing. Carol was trapped as surely as a bird before a cobra – paralyzed, though not with fear.
He stepped away from her and left a cold void where he had been a moment ago. He came around to stand before her again, his gray eyes grown darker with a desire her body mirrored.
“Come.” He turned and walked slowly toward her bedroom and she followed after him.
He stepped aside and gestured toward the bed.
“Have a seat.” She moved obediently, crawling onto the bed and sitting cross legged in the center. She watched him take off his coat and lay it down across the top of her vanity and slowly unbutton his shirt. In spite of herself, she found she couldn’t drag her eyes away from the motion of his fingers as he did so. He pulled it off his arms and placed it over the top of his coat, allowing her eyes to feast on what had been revealed.
His chest was beautifully muscled, as were his arms – not overly muscular like a body builder, more toned and sinewy like a cat. She definitely liked what she was seeing of him so far. He bent over momentarily, then stood again and stepped out of his boots.