As he continued to tease her, he began to feel her hands move over to where his pants were, touching there. He looked up, surprised by her actions and how upfront she was about it. It was then when she smiled.
“I want to give you a present. My thanks for coming back into my life,” she told him.
He looked at her with slight confusion, but then, before she knew it, she had his pants down, sliding his boxers off as well.
He was surprised, but then, she moved her hand against it, touching it slightly. It trembled in her hand, and she smiled in response.
“You’re so excited. I am too,” she said. She really was excited, especially with the way he looked at her as he was underneath her once again. He groaned, sitting up against the bed as she lightly tugged at his member, jerking it slightly before she then pulled back, moving her lips until she was right up against where the head of his cock was. She smirked, an impish grin that said it all, and soon, she pushed his member into her mouth, taking the tip in. He moaned, groaning out loud and in pleasure with everything that was going on. It was so magical, almost like a totally different sensation for him. She began to smile as she took more and more of him into her mouth, getting about halfway down before she took her hands and started to pump him in tandem with the movement of her lips. It was obvious that he was so close he couldn’t really take much, but she did love the sounds that he made as she did this.
For Norman, he did forget how good this was. For him, this was something almost magical, and when she pushed her lips further and further down, he had to grip the sheets. He bit his lip, trying to feel pain so that he didn’t cum right away.
“Fuck,” he simply said, enjoying the feeling of her tight lips as she continued to move further and further down. She smiled in enjoyment, loving the way that he sounded in response to her actions. However, she could see that he was so close already, so she pulled away, giving him a small grin of excitement.
“You liked that didn’t you?” she said.
“Yes. I forgot how amazing you truly are,” he told her.
She blushed, shocked that he was still able to form coherent sentences, but not before he pushed her down, taking his pants all the way off and pulling his shirt off in the process. She ogled his naked body, happy that nobody was around to hear the small gasp her mouth uttered. She didn’t get a chance to see him in all of his glory when they first did it, but now that she did, she couldn’t believe how hot he was.
He pulled off her pants and panties without any second thoughts, enjoying the naked womanhood in front of him. He started to spread her apart, pushing himself into her hard, and soon, she gripped his shoulders, holding him there as she started to feel him penetrate her. She pulled her legs against his back, holding him there as he continued to thrust more and more, getting deeper and deeper into her with each motion.
She loved this. She tried to keep quiet, biting her lip and letting out little whines of pleasure. She was happy she did put that fan on in the room before she spoke. He was ravaging her, getting as deep as he could, and with each and every thrust, she felt as if she was in heaven. He started to increase the pace, wasting no time as he got deeper into her aching pussy. Her body seemed completely complacent to his actions, her hips moving at the same pace as his own, and before she knew it, he angled himself up, pushing his cock right over her g-spot, causing her to cry out with need and pleasure each and every time.
Sure enough, she knew she wouldn’t be able to last. After a few more thrust, she began to cry out, tensing up with aching need as she felt her eyes widen, her back arch, and the sudden force of her orgasm as it completely decimated her body, making her feel nothing more than the sheer pleasure of it. It was heaven, pure and utter heaven, and before she knew it, she felt Norman push himself inside of her once more, pushing his cock deep before he let out a low groan, tensing up as he spilled himself into her.
It was an amazing feeling, being inside her tight hole and cumming hard against her body. He felt like he had won the lottery, that this was the prize that he always wanted. before he could think straight, she then pulled back, looking at him with a smile. The two of them collapsed onto the bed together, their breathing growing softer and softer with time.
“Fuck,” he said to her.
“Yeah. You said it,” she replied.
“I can’t believe this was even happening,” he said to her.
“Yeah. It feels almost like a dream,” she told him.
They looked at each other, the nature of the situation obvious. They then pressed their lips to one another’s, holding each other there for what seemed to be forever. It was then when he pulled back, looking at her with a small smile.
“Well, I’m excited to begin the next leg of our journey together. We get to tomorrow, when we start our new life.”
“Same. I love you Norman, and I can’t wait to begin this new adventure, with our child as well,” she said.
The rest of the night was spent cuddling one another, the happiness that they felt knowing no bounds. For Kayley, she was scared of the future, but at the same time she felt like she was also ready to face it. It felt nice in a sense, truly a magical journey for herself, and for him as well.
The next day, they got on the flight together, not trying to bring too much attention to themselves. When they got back, he was put in the housing they provided, and she joined him there soon after. Most of the people didn’t put it together, but the few that did were surprised, but they did congratulate them on their baby and such.
They ended up having a little girl together named Anna. Anna was gorgeous, and for Kayley, although she had seen many births at the hospital she was at, the birth of her own daughter was something completely different. It was a sign that their love flourished, that they would continue to feel the love that they had for one another no matter what.
She continued to work at the hospital, which was much easier on her than at the old military hospital. She didn’t have to see death as much, and while it was still there, she didn’t have to take care of the patients coming in with broken limbs all the time. She started to work more in neurology and urinary health, which was still scary, but often, it was much easier on her than the elements she faced before.
As for Norman, he worked in technology, but soon he was a stay-at-home dad. He still made a lot of money, but he got to spend time with Anna. Kayley took maternity leave, but she made more than Norman, so he did his work at home while she was out.
However, even with all of the changes in their lives, and how hectic it did become, the three of them managed to become a family. Kayley was happy, and when they did tell their parents, at first it was considered weird, but they accepted it, and they did love Anna as well. It was a happily ever after for everyone, and for Kayley, she was just happy to find him again, and for him, he was happy to find the high school sweetheart that stole his heart once more.
THE END
Bonus 19 of 20
My Two Vampires
Description
Maurice has been dead but still walking the earth for nearly a century. But when he rescues the beautiful Rhea from a band of late-night, human attackers, he finds himself feeling like a human again. However, his clan leader soon sets his sights on Rhea to be his next bride, and this vindictive man will tempt Maurice into a ménage just to keep Rhea in his arms. Will Rhea succumb to the power of the vampire leader, or will Rhea and Maurice be able to break free of his spell and be together?
Chapter 1
***Rhea***
I hated having to walk home after a late shift. I worked at a casino in Reno, and I often got off in the wee hours of the morning. Most of my colleagues had cars that could get them home safely. They would have someone walk them to their car and then get in and drive off. They didn’t know how lucky they were.
I was twenty-two and thrown out into the world on my own years ago. I had finally gotten to a place where I could do some online schooling to become something more, instead of couc
h hopping. I had to choose between things like a car and being able to feed myself and being able to pay for college or having nice furniture.
On the outside, nobody knew exactly what my struggles were. I looked like anybody else, maybe even better. I was pretty like my mother had been; I knew that. My appearance belied the struggles when I walked out the door of that casino and into the desert night. I had to walk two miles in order to get to a home that was much less than perfect. But at least I was no longer subject to my father’s drunken episodes and my brother's torture. I was free.
It was around two in the morning when I began my journey, walking away from the bright lights of the casinos around where I worked and into the dark alleys of the city. I had been safe doing this for almost a year now and had gotten quite lucky. I hadn’t ever had to use the pepper spray I carried with me at all times. Though, I knew it was only a matter of time until someone took an interest in a young girl walking alone at night in the city.
I wasn't surprised, only anxious, as I felt this odd feeling like I was being watched or followed. I began to hear the occasional footstep behind me, but I just kept walking. Part of me hoped it was my imagination running wild on me like it did sometimes, and the other part of me knew my best defense was to keep walking and hope I could get to anywhere where there would be witnesses. If I made it that far, either someone could save me, or whoever wanted to do something to me might change their mind. Looking back and acknowledging the person would only incite them to attack.
All those ideas came crashing down when I began to hear a second set of footsteps. There was more than one person following me now, and I was about halfway through my journey home. There were plenty of places around here to pull me into the dark where no one would see or hear me. I reached my hand in my bag and clutched onto two things: my pepper spray and my keys. A key could do a little damage, and so could the small knife I kept on my keychain. I didn’t know how these things would hold up against more than one attacker, but I had to at least try.
I began to look around for a narrow path that I knew was nearby. It was smelly and led through an alley that I usually didn’t feel safe in, but my thought was that it was a shortcut. I knew that on the other side there would be a couple of businesses I could get to if I ran fast enough.
I found it and took the turn to the right. I could tell that the feet were getting faster, closing in on me. They thought they had me cornered. I worried about what it was they wanted from me as I picked up my pace as well, finally sprinting as I saw the other end that would come out on a street that usually had some traffic. But just as I reached the end, a man appeared pushing me back into the alley as the two men behind me caught up.
I pulled out my pepper spray, spraying it liberally in the face of the man who had blocked my way out of the alley. I kicked at him, trying to take him down so I could get past him, but someone from behind yanked me back by my blonde hair, probably ripping a good chunk of it out.
I screamed and turned around, focusing on the two attackers that were at my back. I sprayed them until I dropped the pepper spray and then slashed out at them with my knife. I caught one of them in the face, but the man I had kicked recovered and grabbed my arms, crumpling all my defenses to the floor. I had already dropped my purse, and it was discarded and forgotten on the ground.
As one of the men held my arms tightly behind my back, I knew it wasn't my money or anything in my purse they wanted. They were there to hurt me, plain and simple.
One of the men got an evil grin on his face, and I could see he had several rotting teeth inside his mouth. It was sickening to look at.
He got real close to me and pulled a knife of his own, much bigger than mine, and held it up to my throat. His breath smelled like the rot of his teeth, and I gagged on it, trying not to throw up and cut my own throat. I had to find a way to live. I had too much to do to get my life in order. I was meant for more than a year working at a casino.
Chapter 2
***Maurice***
I found myself walking around the dark side of the city of Reno as I did most nights. I could not remember how many nights I had done this, or how long I had lived in this part of the United States. When you have been alive for over a century, your memories and time tend to blur together in a confusing mess of everlasting nothingness. At least that was how it felt to me. I hadn't been very close to other vampires who talked about any sort of human emotion. Most of our feelings were hidden behind blood lust. In my experience, it wasn't the only feeling we had, just the strongest. That was, until I heard the ear splitting scream of a woman in the night and followed the sound.
I climbed to the top of an old warehouse building that overlooked a dark alley where homeless humans would spend the night on occasion. That was where I took most of my human victims, when I had them. Those humans were often sick and weak, welcoming the idea of death so that their problems would fade away. Many of them called out to their gods or their lost loved ones as I drank them dry.
But this screaming was coming from someone who didn’t belong in a place like this. As I looked down below, I could make out three men and a woman. They were attacking her relentlessly, but she was fighting back, screaming so loud I was sure some other human must come to save her. But I didn’t have much faith in their race anymore, even though I was once one of them.
I didn’t make it a habit of saving humans in peril unless they were children or innocents being attacked by new, bloodthirsty vampires. But there was something about this woman as I zeroed in on her racing heartbeat as she fought for her life against her three assailants. She wanted to live.
Getting closer, dropping down into the alleyway with nothing but the sound of an extra whisp of wind, I could see her fearful eyes. They were a light grey like an old black and white film and her hair was made up of short blonde curls. Something about her struck me in a place I didn’t know was still within me.
I had felt little beyond boredom and some guilt for what I was and what I had to do to survive for quite a long time. So, I was surprised, almost to the point of pain, as an attraction welled up in me at the sight of this woman. My attraction had nothing to do with the blood that ran through her veins, and I could almost remember what my heart felt like when it used to beat. There was nothing else to do at that point but to save her and risk revealing what I was to her.
I came up behind the men. They had no idea I was coming. Being a vampire meant that I made little to no noise, and I could move faster than a human eye could detect if I wanted. I was not constrained by human illnesses or rules. I was nothing but the perfect evolved predator that only another creature like me could ever stop or put to rest.
The three men were easy. I picked them off with little effort or time, thrashing them against the walls of the buildings that lined the alleyway and drinking their blood to quench my thirst. I would not have to eat for quite some time, their thick, evil essence making me bloated with plenty of sustenance.
The woman I had saved stood there in shock, watching the whole thing transpire. She didn’t run and she didn’t scream. I had expected at least one of those. Her grey eyes just watched me as I finished and stood before her with barely a drop of blood spilled onto my jacket or hands.
There was a chill in the air, and it began to rain, which was odd for a place known for vast deserts with tumbleweeds rolling across the busy streets at all hours of the day. "Are you alright?" I asked the woman, not knowing what else to do now that she didn’t seem to fear me at all. I hadn’t figured on her sticking around. But maybe she was badly injured and couldn't run.
The woman turned her grey eyes away from me and surveyed her own body, coming up with a small spot of blood on her arm from where a knife must have gotten her. The rest were tears and bruises it seemed. "I think I'm alright," she said, just as if she were talking to a regular human being. Was she in so much shock that she didn’t realize what I was? In that case, she was probably going to faint, and I couldn’t leave her out there to
get attacked once again.
I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her. "Is there any way you can tell me where you live? I'd like to make sure you get home safe," I told her, hoping she could give me anything, if only a description of her home.
"I live in the South Sutter Apartments. Do you know where they are?" I actually did know what she was talking about, and for me, they weren’t very far.
"Close your eyes," I told her, knowing my speed would make her ill if she kept them open. I watched her close her grey eyes and felt a twinge of sadness that I couldn’t see them anymore. There was something about them that made me feel grounded; that made me feel like I was human again.
I took off in the direction of her home, the city flying by me as if I was in a plane, or like I was a bullet shot from a gun. It was the best way to travel, and one of the only things I still found fun anymore.
I slowed as we approached the entrance, letting her direct me to which unit she lived in. They were not the nicest apartments to live in, and I was even more surprised to find that inside her unit, there was almost no furniture. It wasn’t the way I expected a woman like her to be living.
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