“I’m not trying to be questioning Teresa, really I’m not… It’s just… Well, to be honest, with the killings that have been happening all over the city and your way of not going out during the day, your lack of appetite, it just seems a little off…” He didn’t get to finish his sentence because she was upon him before he could even blink. He actually thought he had pissed his pants for a moment.
“Are you accusing me of something Adam, hmmm? You might want to reconsider that.” She appeared to be angrier than he had ever seen her, and it did scare him. Her eyes almost glowed, and he swore it looked as if she had fangs . He rose from his chair, sending it toppling over, backing up and almost tripping upon it. She walked slowly to him, in a way that left him wanting her more than fearing her. Everything about her was sexy, and he had no doubt that with her body and her looks she could get anything she wanted from any man she wanted. Adam had never met anyone quite like her, which was what kept drawing him in like a moth to flame. Of course, he was duty bound to do his job as well, but he was more into doing her than with any devotion he held to his career.
“Teresa, you know I would never do anything…” She ran her fingers across his lips silencing his next words. When her mouth touched his he found it cool, but enticing. He couldn’t stop his body from responding to her, even though he really wanted too. When she pressed herself fully against him, her own desire rose, not just for his blood, but for his cock as well. She had wanted to fuck him for a long time, ever since they had chanced upon each other in the club that night four months prior. She ran her hands down his chest teasingly, all the while allowing her tongue to glide across his closed lips, encouraging him to open up to her. When he finally did, she rose on her toes, grabbing the back of his head and holding him forcefully to her as she pillaged the inside of his mouth. Her tongue swirled around his own, as she sucked and tasted of him. He could feel his manliness rising, getting so hard he began to feel uncomfortable.
When her hand finally made its way down to his crotch, caressing his cock through his pants, he moaned without thinking. She whispered unintelligible things in his ear, all the while not hesitating to continue feeling him; actually squeezing the head of his dick through the material of his pants. He felt the zipper slide down, or more like he heard it, but he didn’t stop her, and when she reached into the enclosure, pulling his cock from his boxers and allowing it to protrude out of the slit in his slacks with all its rigid glory, he felt relieved yet again. He wasn’t prepared for her to fall to her knees and start sucking him though. She even took his balls in her hands, and sucked and licked on each one of those. She was so good at what she was doing, he’d never had a woman make him cum from a fucking blow job but he was on the verge with her. She must have sensed it because she immediately stopped and began stroking him again, in slow, sensual movements.
“I love your cock Adam. It’s softness in my mouth, the taste of you. I want you. I want you to fuck me. Adam, are you going to?” He couldn’t believe how brazen she was, and as she began removing her own clothing, revealing her hard nipples to him, he couldn’t stop his hands from reaching out, flickering across the taut flesh. He grasped one of her breasts in his hand and immediately took her nipple in his mouth, moving in a rhythmic circular motion. He felt her sigh, her tension leaving her body as he continued to manipulate her, now bold enough himself to massage her pussy through her clothing. She opened her legs to him, allowing him to fully feel her pulsating for him there.
“Oh Adam…Please!” He felt her mouth on his neck, her tongue tracing an outline from his ear to his collar bone. She hesitated sometimes, biting him just a little, but not enough to draw blood. Not yet anyway. He has no idea what is coming, so sad almost…She almost felt guilty for what she had planned to do to him. She stopped tormenting him, only long enough to force a cupful of the blood, or what he thought was wine down his throat. She knew it would disorient him, so much so that she would be able to do whatever she wanted to with him and he wouldn’t be able to resist. She could already see its potency taking over as he followed her up the stairs to the bedroom like a puppy dog. As they entered, she began to remove the remaining clothing between the two of them. She loved watching his eyes bug out the way they were, it only made her that much more intent.
“You wanted this Adam, you fucking know it. You know, all this time, following me, becoming privy to my secrets.” The binding that she had placed around him like a collar she now pulled tight, almost choking him.
“I warned you Adam, I tried to tell you. You wanted my body so badly though, you simply couldn’t leave it alone. You knew that you could pray on my weakness, and tell me Adam…tell me, what is that weakness?” She heard him whisper her name, and it came out almost as a plea. She ran her hands down his now naked body, to his cock so hard in between his legs. She knew he wanted her, even in his condition. She forced him to lie back on the bed as she bound his hands and feet to each post. He lay, spread eagle on the silk sheets, his manliness standing straight into the air, reading for her to glide her hot, wet silkiness onto it. When she did climb onto of him, she purred in his ear.
“You wanted to be ridden; well I’m going to fucking ride you until you can’t be ridden for days. You’ll be fucked in ways never imaginable. Again, it is what you‘ve wanted. Perhaps you even want me to turn you, hmmm?” She licked his neck, moving to the most sensitive part. She pierced through this time, sucking greedily at him as her pussy rose above his manhood. As she sucked his blood, she impaled herself onto his cock, making him gasp with pleasure. He felt so good buried deeply within her warmth.
Removing her mouth from the wound, she kissed him hard, sucking at his tongue now, even piercing it with her fangs. He could taste his own blood but it didn’t bother him, he relished in her power, in the feelings she was provoking from his flesh. He arched his pelvis forward, hitting hard into her wet depths. He felt her clench tighter around him, so tight he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. She rode him as a person would gallop upon a horse, hard and fast with rapid successive movements up and down. She was surprised with the stamina he had, after all, she was a one hundred year old vampire and he was just a mere mortal.
She felt him breathing hard as he kept up with her pace, moaning loudly against her mouth when she would lean in to kiss him. She felt her body building up to its release and she anticipated it, clenching around him as hard as she could. He was begging her to stop, telling her he didn’t want to cum yet, but she couldn’t control her own body. He felt so fucking hot and hard in her, and he sure as hell knew how to fuck! As the feelings swept over her, she continued to talk dirty to him, only stopping in between to take his mouth against hers, sometimes biting his lip again and drawing more blood.
When her body released its pent up tension through her cum flooding over him, she rose off of him, coaxing him the rest of the way to orgasm with her hand. She had not wanted his cum to enter her womb, because the fear of having a half human; half vampire baby was too much of a concern. She didn’t even want to think of the unrest it could cause as well. She allowed him to shoot his cum over her breasts as his hands played with her there, rubbing his own fluids into her skin. When she rolled to her back, waiting for him to finally slip into unconsciousness, she didn’t watch. There was what she considered to be the feeling of sadness filling her body, where before his cock had just been working its magic.
She already knew she was going to turn him, rather than let him die. After that, she had no idea. She was in love with both of them, one too dark and foreboding to trust, and then him, the purest of hearts she’d ever succumbed too. She knew she was at a crossroads and she had no idea where it would eventually lead her. The fear of not knowing scared her more than the possibility of death. She watched him sleeping there, his chest rising and falling in a natural rhythm. After she dressed, she went to the bathroom, spraying the water across her face and enjoying the refreshing feeling. Brushing her hair and then looking towards the mirror, she wished m
ore than anything that she would find her reflection there, but sadly it was a wish that would never come true. Ever since she had been turned she had not caught a glimpse of what she looked like. Of course Raven was always letting her know how beautiful she was, and so was Adam but she could never know for herself. It was the one part of being human she missed the most.
When she came out , she found him there, standing at the bedroom window. When he turned he had a very disapproving look on his face as his eyes fell to Adam lying unconscious on the bed and then to her. She was going to go and protect him but before she could, Raven had already blocked her way. She forgot how fast that he could move, but then she shouldn’t have. He was the leader of the coven.
“Why do you care so much about him Teresa? He was nothing before you bit him, and still he hasn’t turned all the way yet. You can still stop this Teresa. Do it for us. If not for us, do it for those of us in the coven.” She squirmed against him, trying to get away, but all it really did was turn him on more.
“That’s it baby, give yourself to me.” He leaned in to her, licking her neck as his hands made their way down her body, rubbing against her breasts, then her abdomen and finally down to her love patch, grinding his palm against her. She finally managed to push him away, shoving him all the way across the room and into the window with all the strength she had in her. She knew she was strong, but he was much older and much stronger than she was. She also knew he didn’t want to hurt her, but she didn’t want to hurt him either. There was no way that she was going to let him get to Adam though.
“Leave him be Raven. I know you want me all for yourself, you always have…this time I do what I want. What are you going to do about it anyway, kill me, like you have others who have not followed you?” His anger rising, along with his cock was obvious and when he struck her across the face, sending her flying back, she saw how he visibly flinched from having to do so.
“I can’t have you speak to me this way Teresa, understand that. You will be mine, one way or the other.” When he picked her up, his mouth was upon her before she could say another word. She initially pushed against him, trying her best to not give in to his desire, but eventually she found she was weakening, enjoying his tongue inside of her, and his hand massaging her breasts. When he reached under the thin material to actually grasp one of her tits in his hand, he allowed his fingers to flitter across them, making her breathless with desire. She felt herself becoming excited with every second he touched her, and when he suddenly just stopped, backing away from her she was left standing there weak and lost. She reached out to him but he stood his ground, shaking his head.
“It is your choice Teresa; choose who you want to be with, me or him. You have to, because you can’t have both.” She truly mystified him. He felt something with her that he’d never felt with any other vampire before. It left him curious, and not only this, he was almost delirious to have her for himself. That longing that she created within him would be impossible to live with, so he knew that he might even be forced to play a hand that might leave her hating him. But, we’d have an eternity to work through that. His thoughts talked back to him, and he didn’t know if they held any value or not. He couldn’t imagine having her by his side forever if she despised every second of being with him. In fact, she might just take it upon herself to stake him one night. No, that would not be good so it simply can’t end up as that kind of scenario. I’d rather trust her, care for her, than worry she’d kill me.
He walked past her, in that casual sway that he projected so well. He stopped by her, caressing her face once more as he whispered into her ear, “Just remember who will always love you forever my dear, remember…” and with those last words he was gone, the darkness swallowing him up. She could still feel him through and knew he would not go far. In fact, she felt he would watch her every move that night, as he had many other nights. There was something different though, she could feel it in the air as she moved to lie beside of Adam on the bed. All the windows were open and the breeze coming in held the hint of rain. It was comforting to her. She didn’t have much time before dawn, so gathering Adam to her, she moved as quickly as possible. She meant to leave him at the parks center, because it was the best place to go in guaranteeing that he would be found and helped…As she drove, her thoughts were tumbling inside of her on what she was going to do. She wasn’t even certain she would go back to the coven, but then, even if she did not Raven would surely come looking for her.
She couldn’t deny that there was something there for him inside of her; she felt it and she knew he felt it. In fact, she had been pushing those feelings away for a very long time, but now, she thought it might be the very moment where she really needed to release them. He needed to know how he made her feel but he also needed to understand she was not his to own, vampire or no vampire. That was a human quality that she had kept and she was glad she had.
She felt she was almost lying to herself about who she really was. The deceit that she was covering up was almost too much for one person to bear as well. She was all too aware that Raven knew about some of her actions that were against the coven code, but he didn’t know about all of them. He had no idea that she had been interacting with the humans for quite some time, not just looking at them as a way to fill her hunger. Adam hadn’t been the first who had intrigued her. There had been others, she simply had avoided them. She had a fear deep inside of her that if Raven found out about how tormented she really was he would force her into decisions that she didn’t want to make. Well, the reality was she wasn’t ready to make those choices.
As she stood now, hidden by the woods surrounding them, she looked at Adam lying on the ground by her. She knelt over him, allowing her fingers to lazily drift across his brow and down the side of his face. They trailed down his twist, grazing across his manhood. Though her heart no longer beat like a human beings, she still felt those same longings, the same feelings that humans felt. After all, she hadn’t been a vampire all her life, which was part of her problem. She’d held on to the human emotions, letting them dictate to her and almost control her at every turn. Raven, on the other hand was driven by pure need and lust. She was certain that there was a part of him that wanted more from her than her body, but he’d never said so. One thing she knew for a fact. Even vampires wanted a mate. They longed for someone to share the centuries with. Some of them stayed with their creators, while others, like herself, drifted away, trying to explore and figure it all out on their own.
Adam stirred on the ground, and a couple of people just happened to be strolling by in that very instant. She dropped, covering his body with her own, and placed her lips upon his. She kissed him with every emotion she was feeling in her body at that moment. Though his response was faint, she still thrilled to the movement of his tongue against hers. She couldn’t refrain herself from biting him once more and drinking his blood. It was like the sweetest nectar to her now vanquished soul. Somehow, someway, she felt that this would make it appear they were just two people out in the night making out under the moon. She didn’t even want to fathom what would happen if someone happened upon him in his condition. The scandal that it would create would threaten the very existence of the vampires.
She’d heard the stories by some of the older ones, claiming that there were still vampire hunters, who stalked them; who perceived their ways as explicitly evil and only belonging to some occult. She’d heard the stories of Vanhelsing and his family, but she’d never witnessed anything that led her to have any notion those that had once hunted them still thrived. After all, she’d also heard the recounts of how Raven himself had cursed any offspring that Vanhelsing sired.
Teresa wondered though if the curse had really worked. There had been more than one account where she knew that her own coven had been cursed but it had not held through time. She believed that the same could hold true for the Vanhelsing family. So, perhaps it was possible that there were still descendants of the Vanhelsings out there somewhere. She didn
’t know, and she really didn’t want to think on it. She simply felt that Adam had a right to live. Perhaps it wouldn’t be what he had thought it would, but at least now…Now she could have some part of him with her whether he wanted to be there or not. Would the delicate thread like bond hold though? That was a question she truly felt would be hard to answer.
Finally, she decided to let history lie where it belonged, in the past. As she leaned her body over his one last time, she slit her wrist with one fang, the third time of allowing him to drink from her. She knew this time was it, he was going to awaken not human, but not fully vampire as yet. He’d have to learn the ways, how to control himself, and he’d have to get stronger. She only hoped that she’d made the right decision. But of course I have, I couldn’t just let him die here. No matter what I assimilate him into the coven to become, he will have a life.
Table of Contents
Copyright
Prologue
Chapter 1: The First Seduction
The Seduction (The Seduction 1) Page 2