Blood Dreams 2: Hunter's Legacy

by Myln Hurn

  He felt Tatiana flex her hips and he thought his cock butted up against her womb. There was no more control over anything. He looked into her eyes and started to shout as his orgasm rose up. His balls tightened and he needed to cry out, this was so amazing.

  Tatiana pulled his head down sharply and even rose up slightly. “Bite me, please! Just don’t wake Blue. Please!”

  It was too intense, too overwhelming and too elemental in that moment to think. He reacted like an instinctive beast and as his seed rushed forth from his body into hers, his teeth lacerated her neck. It was completely natural to suck her blood as his hips thrust against her, filling her cunt with his come. At the same time he drained her and filled her. On one level he heard her gasp. He continued to suck her neck until his balls emptied their essence. His drinking slowed and finally he slid from her body, now relaxed, and fell to the bed beside her. He was exhausted and he couldn’t think.

  Something finally made him turn and look at Tatiana. There was blood on her neck and several drops across her upper breasts. Lifting his eyes to hers he realized that her gaze looked glassy. In that moment his heart almost stopped. There was fear inside him that he had taken too much since it had been so long for him. Pressing his hand over her heart, he felt the slow and steady thud inside her chest. He watched as her breasts lifted with each breath. Time was short. She could be fine…or she could slip away as some humans did with the first bite. Lifting his wrist to his mouth he bit, lacerating the flesh. As the drops started to flow, he pressed the cut to her mouth.

  “Drink, Tatiana! You must swallow this!”

  She tried to shake her head but she felt weak. She was stunned at what had just occurred. Then she tasted the warm and salty blood in her mouth, along with the strong iron tang. Trying again to move her head, Hunter pressed her nostrils closed.

  “I’m sorry, my love, but you must drink. Swallow, sweetheart! Please!” She heard the concern in his words and tone, especially when he continued a moment later. “I can’t let you die, Tatiana. Drink, damn it!”

  Tatiana swallowed and he let her breathe again but he still pressed his arm to her mouth. The look in his eyes told her she had to take more. Didn’t he realize what he was doing? What this was going to mean? How could he do this to her, especially after what had happened to him? How…then she remembered that she had joked earlier about him biting her and sucking. She closed her eyes as she recalled she had told him to bite her to keep from crying out. She had meant to bite her shoulder, her breast…not her neck. This could tie them together…for eternity. All she had to do was stop him, now!

  Her tongue moved in her mouth and she began to suck and swallow on her own. Not once did each turn away from the other’s eyes. Tatiana was afraid he would see her secrets…the things she had kept inside herself for so many years. In the past, she had not wanted to see the disgust in the eyes of others, her family, people in the school and town where she grew up, when they discovered the truth about her. And looking at Hunter, more than anyone before him, she didn’t want Hunter to turn from her, unable to look at her ever again. Something deep inside her was telling her that if Hunter turned from her it would be more than difficult; it might be impossible for her to go on, pretending like it didn’t matter.

  “That’s enough, sweetheart,” he whispered to her softly. Pulling his arm away from her, he leaned down and kissed her blood-stained lips.

  The feel of his tongue rasping along hers felt more like a mating ritual than just a kiss. Perhaps it was the fact that her blood in his mouth was combining with his inside hers. The thought of this was making her horny all over again and she spoke intuitively.

  “Fuck me, Hunter. Take me again!”

  Hunter was shaking his head. “You are still too weak, darling. It is important for you to rest now, to sleep. In a few hours you will feel strong enough—”

  “I already feel strong, Hunter!”

  “Shh, my sweet. I’ll take care of you.”

  Hunter pulled her into his arms and she rested her head on his chest. She wasn’t used to accepting what someone else told her to do without a fight, especially if she wanted something different. But here she was lying docilely in Hunter’s embrace. He had embraced her physically, and now he had possessed her elementally. Her growing concern was that he might already have possessed her emotionally. It was a scary thought.

  A second later Hunter’s hand shifted down to cup her mound. Slowly his fingers began slipping in between her wet lips. She told her hands to shove him away. Even though she had asked him to bite her, and he had, she was deciding that she didn’t want to be a vampire! She didn’t want to turn into something else. She liked who she was and what she had become. Dear God! Maybe she was one of the rare people who turned insane if they experienced the vampire’s bite? Her hands pushed against him a little more firmly as the dilemma intermingled with passion.

  “Oh…oh…Hunter! Please!” Tatiana looked up at him, tilting her head back as far as she could.

  Hunter shifted their positions, easing her onto the bed. He kissed her gently and the whole time his hand didn’t move away, nor did his fingers stop or slow down as they caressed her wet flesh. Tatiana was sure that her words had meant for him to stop. Hadn’t she said please? Yet he continued to tease her clit and move his fingers over her wet lips. Then two fingers slipped inside her body and she knew what he wanted. The feeling was deep inside her, born from what she didn’t know. She was sure that he was claiming her by showing her how completely he controlled her body. It was painful to admit but he did. Hunter controlled her body, her responses and her orgasms.

  “Oh, yes!” Tatiana covered her mouth, muffling her words just in time. Her climax was intense, overwhelming and shattering. It was as if she became a million pieces as her body jerked and spasmed to his touch.

  Finally her breathing slowed and she realized that Hunter’s hand was still covering her pussy, with two fingers buried inside her cunt. He had removed his finger from her clit. Looking into his eyes she slowly felt the pieces coming back together, kind of like running a movie backwards. There was a difference. She could feel it but it was impossible to define just now. Then he moved the fingers inside her body and she felt some of his come, mingled with her juices, drip from within her cunt.

  “It is time to sleep now, Tatiana. If Blue doesn’t join us, then I will most assuredly be joining with you in the morning.” He kissed her and then lowered his head to her breasts. He didn’t move his hand, though, or his fingers. Tatiana realized that even as he slept, he possessed her. It took her some time after she heard Hunter’s deep breathing before she was able to drift to sleep. Her last thought was living in eternity with Hunter and sleeping like this every single night. It was comforting and erotic at the same time.

  * * * * *

  Tatiana awoke slowly, surprised at how warm she felt. There was heat in front of her and behind. Lifting one eyelid, she saw Blue nestled in front of her, sound asleep and sucking her thumb while Tatiana’s arm curved over her. Then she became aware of the heat behind her and knew it had to be Hunter. Her lips curved upward as she remembered what he’d said as they had gone to sleep. He wouldn’t be getting his morning sex after all, but in her opinion, he couldn’t complain since he had awakened her twice during the night.

  The first time she awoke during the long night Hunter was kissing her breast. Actually, he was sucking her nipple while his hand massaged and squeezed her other breast, flicking the nipple into taut attention. She was groaning and pulling him over when he started to shift above her body, settling between her thighs. It had not taken long for Hunter to climax inside her and her body still seemed hypersensitive. Her response to his thrusts had come quickly and she orgasmed again with him inside her. Falling back to sleep had been almost instantaneous.

  The sun had barely begun to tint the sky in one corner when she awoke again. This time she was spooned closely in front of Hunter, which hadn’t surprised her since this was the position she’d fa
llen asleep in. But Hunter had been hard as a rock and already inside her, thrusting against her ass while his hand had pressed her belly. He had come quickly and fell back to sleep. Tatiana hadn’t even been sure that he had known what he was doing.

  Hearing heavy breathing behind her and in front of her now, Tatiana decided she wasn’t easing out of the bed without somebody waking up. Closing her eyes, she decided to focus on falling back to sleep. She was intently aware of Hunter’s soft cock nestled between her ass cheeks. It seemed so simple and casual and yet the ultimate in intimacy. Then there was the inescapable fact that Hunter’s come was seeping slowly out of her body.

  Now, in the quiet of the house, she knew the risks she had been taking. It didn’t make any sense. For her, this was a conscious decision. And last night, as she felt Hunter coming inside her body, she had done the unthinkable. She ovulated consciously, voluntarily and knowing exactly what she was doing. It was something she had learned from Lamenta, combining magic and psychic energy to control her body’s clockworks. Lamenta had instructed her that it wasn’t something a woman should do all the time, but she would know when the time was right.

  Or, at least, she had been very good at controlling her body’s reproductive function until Hunter bit her neck a short time later. What it would mean she had no idea. AnnaBelle had been bitten, converted, and yet she had told Tatiana that she was basically unchanged. AnnaBelle had never once experienced the blood lust, nor was there a need for psychic recharging, which was common for all sanguineous-turned-psychic vampires.

  Tatiana wondered what would happen to her, and more importantly the baby she might even now be carrying. She could live with Lamenta; she had no worries about that. And there was a good chance that AnnaBelle and Iain would want her to stay here. What did worry her was if Fauster found out. Surely he wouldn’t like this, but he could decide to use her child in his breeding scheme for the future. She would never let him— or anyone for that matter—hurt her child. And then there was Hunter. What would he think? He had mentioned birth control, or at least protection, several times. He was probably going to be really pissed when he found out.

  Lamenta would probably be excited and care only that a new life was coming. Sometimes Lamenta had the best outlook and ways of handling people and situations. This one would be a challenge, but she had little doubt that Lamenta would be there for her. Whether she could live with the cats, the dogs and the Mynah bird was another story. Finally, Tatiana fell back to sleep.

  * * * * *

  “Good morning, sleepy head!”

  “Wake up, Tat! We made breakfast for you.”

  Tatiana pushed the long black hair out of her face. She realized that she was alone in the bed and rolled over. Had someone spoken to her? The bed bounced beneath her.

  “Tat! You sleeping forever?”

  Tatiana opened her eyes and saw that Blue was bouncing on the bed. Turning her head slightly, she saw that Hunter was standing at the foot of the bed and holding a silver tray.

  “You made breakfast?” Tatiana tucked the blanket under her arms as she sat up. Blue immediately fell to her knees beside her. The grin on her face was so precious that it made her heart catch. For a scant second she let herself wonder if a child born to Hunter and her would have red hair.

  Hunter came over and sat on the edge of the bed, near her lower legs, and then placed the tray on her lap. A white linen napkin covered up whatever was on the tray. Tatiana smiled as she ran her fingers through the long hair. She started to speak.

  “I am so impressed. Thank you so very mu—”

  Hunter whipped the napkin off and she saw three of the breakfast platters from Blue’s favorite gourmet restaurant. There was even milk and juice. Tatiana turned to look at Hunter, who was now grinning sheepishly.

  “Now I see how you managed to keep things so quiet around here. You get to explain this new eating habit to Iain when he gets back. Now, where is my plastic fork?”

  Chapter 12

  Tatiana looked at Hunter as he got behind the wheel of the car. Something about the look on his face spoke volumes.

  “Did you call Lamenta up and suggest this?”

  Hunter grinned as he shook his head negatively. “Not at all, but I certainly wasn’t going to turn her down. Blue was ecstatic about a sleepover with Lamenta. This gives her lots of time to play with the puppies and do…well, do whatever.”

  “And you and me?”

  “First stop is to get your hair cut. I kept you from doing it all day, so we can do it now.”

  Tatiana opened her mouth to protest but the words died. Hunter drove until he saw a barbershop that was open.

  “A barbershop!”

  “Sure. Most places cut women’s hair these days and I’ll get mine cut, too. You were the one who kept insisting on getting it all cut off again.”

  Tatiana dragged her feet but it did no good. Hunter’s hand on her arm dragged her along. Inside the small shop there were several chairs, but only one barber. There were no other people there, either. Hunter grinned at the barber as the man came to his feet and set aside the newspaper he’d been reading.

  “Hello, folks. Haircut, sir?”

  “Yes. Do you also cut women’s hair?”

  “Yes, of course. But mostly the short styles.”

  “Perfect, because that is exactly what she wants. Who should go first?”

  “He will,” Tatiana spoke quickly. “What kind of cut will you get?”

  “The same as always,” Hunter replied, taking the seat. “Unless you want to pick me out something different.”

  Tatiana spun around and smiled. “Sure. Excuse me, sir?” Tatiana waited until the barber had finished putting the cape and neck tissue around Hunter. “What kind of style would you recommend for this gentleman’s face?”

  Hunter flushed at Tatiana’s question. The barber smiled and winked at Hunter. “Well, miss, we call them cuts here, not styles. Perhaps the gentleman would like just a trim? Or we could do the more traditional cuts, like a flat top or a crew cut.”

  “Is that where you cut it with the clippers?” Tatiana whispered her question.

  “Yes, miss, most of the haircut.”

  “Let’s do that then.”

  Hunter spoke quickly. “Turnabout is fair play, my love.”

  Tatiana shrugged, not sure what he meant but nodding her head in agreement. She sat in the chair next to his to watch. As the barber began the cut without wasting a single second, which was so unlike her hair salon, Tatiana was surprised at how aroused she felt. The sensations increased ten-fold as the clippers came to life. A few times their eyes met in the mirror. The first two times Hunter scowled at her, but then he seemed to sense her feelings. She could see in his eyes that he knew she was aroused. She shifted on the seat, feeling the wetness between her thighs.

  In no time at all the barber was removing the cape and then telling Tatiana it was her turn. Nervously she stood and walked the few steps. Quickly she was caped and even had the tissue around her neck.

  “Well, miss, what are we doing today?”

  Tatiana looked into the mirror and saw her long black hair surrounding her face. She had always gotten it cut so quickly in the past. Hunter stepped close and spoke to the barber. She strained to listen but didn’t catch what he said. When the barber replied she became alarmed.

  “If you are sure—”

  Hunter nodded. “We’re sure.” He stepped back and took the chair Tatiana had been seated in a few moments earlier.

  Tatiana closed her eyes. Hunter watched her closely. He had been surprised by the look on her face earlier. It was obvious that she was quite aroused by the experience. Now he wanted to see how she reacted to this haircut. He had sensed from early on that there was a deeper reason for her short hair. The barber picked up a large pair of shears. He placed them even with the bottom of Tatiana’s earlobe and started cutting. All the way around he snipped steadily until Tatiana had an ear-tip bob haircut. Hunter was surprised at how sex
y she looked like that. He had to remind himself that they were just getting started.

  The barber sectioned the hair across the back of Tatiana’s head, going from the top of one ear to the other and clipping that up. Hunter looked at the two flaps of hair hanging over her ears and the remaining hair below the clipped hair. Immediately the clippers roared to life. Pushing her chin to her chest, the clippers slowly ran up to the separated hairline. It seemed too quick, and then Tatiana had a black pelt of hair covering the back two-thirds of her head. He changed the head on the clippers and then took the bottom two inches to one-eighth of an inch, graduated to one-fourth the rest of the way.

  After that the barber worked quickly with scissors and cut the black hair into an inverted bobbed haircut. It was cut to curve under and then forward on her cheeks. By the time he finished, Tatiana had a sexy bobbed haircut, which left the bottom half of her ears exposed, veering up to the weight line at the back. As a final touch, he combed forward bangs to cover her forehead and cut them to half an inch above her eyes. It framed her eyes and accented her lips. The way it curved onto her cheeks made them look hollowed, like a model’s.

  Only when the cape was removed and the barber announced he was done did Tatiana finally open her eyes. Hunter watched her surprise, especially when she quickly turned her head and her hair flipped out, moving so softly and freely. Paying the barber double the fee, Hunter grabbed her hand and they left. Walking toward the car, Tatiana was quiet until he reached over and ran his fingers up and down the clipper-cut hair on the back of her head.

  “Oh my God!” Tatiana groaned, stopping dead in her tracks.

  Hunter curled his hand around her neck and pulled her forward. He kissed her surprised mouth. Only as he moved away did he speak. “Kind of an amazing feeling, isn’t it?”