by CELENE CAREY
Robert dropped his face down close to Mallory’s ass and let a gob of saliva fall out of his mouth and onto Mallory’s asshole, further lubricating it. The sensation made Mallory tremble with pleasure as he felt the warm spit dribble down his ass and onto his balls. Mallory exhaled deeply and relaxed as much as he could, allowing Robert to take control and enjoying the feeling of his fat cock inside him.
“Oh my god! You’re so big!”
Mallory exclaimed as Robert began fucking his ass faster, going in deeper and harder, making Mallory go absolutely wild and screaming for more. Mallory almost couldn’t handle the feeling on the cock that was inside him. The hard stiff cock was slamming against his prostate, over and over again and again, it felt so good in his ass, letting his cock drip excessive clear pre-cum stringing from the tip of his cock. With each stroke he could feel the ripples of each vein popping on Robert’s cock. They slid inside him and intensified the feeling of his ass being forced open wide by such a massive cock.
Mallory was screaming that he couldn’t take any more, but at the same time, screaming for him to spread him open wider. He felt dirty and sex crazed, he was thoroughly enjoying how it felt to have his asshole spread, and he began fantasizing about Robert using toys to make it even wider.
With his thoughts getting the better of him, Mallory reached down to touch himself and noticed that his cock was as hard as a rock and dripping the most pre-cum he had ever witnessed himself, it was the male version of a female being really wet. He wrapped his fingers tightly around his own drooling dick and felt the pre-cum oozing out and onto his hand as he began stroking himself. Mallory was so close to coming, he couldn’t stop himself.
“I’m going to come, please let me come!” Mallory begged between moans as Robert’s thick cock went deeper inside him, stretching his tight asshole out and making his ass foam from the force of his cock around the edges as he was fucked harder than he’d ever been fucked in his life.
“Come for me, yes come for me now!” Robert commanded and Mallory let loose everywhere. Mallory completely became undone, unable to stop shaking as his whole body went into the most incredible orgasm he had ever had. Robert kept pumping his ass until he too came, letting his load go into Mallory’s tight asshole.
Slowly pulling out of Mallory and falling backwards onto the bed, Robert sighed, “God that was good.”
“Oh my god…” Mallory didn’t even have words.
He rolled over onto his back and took a few deep breaths in and out. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had.” He whispered into the dark room, feeling a mixture of adrenaline and ecstasy coursing through his body at lightning speed.
“It was definitely something wonderful.”
Robert sighed a deep breath of air out and stood to get dressed again.
“I will give you a few minutes to gather yourself together Mallory, there is a washroom over there, that door beside the dresser. Get freshened up and come out and the driver will take you home. And thank you.”
“OK. Thank you!” Mallory was flushed red, remembering that they weren’t lovers, but that they had a specific arrangement and it was purely based on sex. Pure animalistic, incredible sex.
Mallory watched as Robert exited the room and he began to gather his clothes together, getting dressed again and heading into the washroom to freshen up.
There were perfumes and makeup supplies, all new, on the counter, and a little note that said “For Mallory.”
Mallory tried on the perfume in the pretty purple bottle and it smelled amazing. He touched up his makeup and freshen up, went to the restroom and was ready to leave and head back to his house. He walked out of the bathroom and entered back into the dark sex room.
He briefly wondered how many men had been paid to have sex in here, and if it was always that good with each of them. And then Mallory shook his head, getting the thoughts out of his mind, it was really none of his business.
Opening the red door and exiting into the hallway, he saw the man who had driven him over to Robert’s house standing by and waiting for him.
“There you are Miss. I will take you home now, right this way if you please.”
He sounded so formal and courteous, and again Mallory couldn’t help but wonder how many men had he driven home after an incredible sex romp like that. “And this is for you.” He handed Mallory a thick brown envelope that felt like it was full of cash.
“Oh, thank you.”
Mallory tucked the envelope into his purse, and looked around the foyer as they exited the house, trying to see if he would see Robert anywhere, but he was nowhere to be found. Such a mystery that man was.
The driver opened the back door, and Mallory climbed in. He sat in silence for the drive home, yet his mind was racing. How many times would Robert call on him? Would it always be like that, or did he have other things planned? He wondered so many things as they drove back to his house, and he hoped his roommates weren’t home, so that he could just slip inside without being bombarded with a million questions, especially from Lizzy. He just wanted to have a shower and then go to bed.
Thanking the driver for everything, Mallory got out of the car and headed up towards his house. No one was home when he got inside, so he went into his bedroom and sat down on the bed. Pulling the brown envelope out of his purse, he opened it up to see how much cash was in it. He counted it and there was $2500.00! A thousand dollar more than what Robert had said he would give him. There was a little note in the envelope as well, it read:
‘That was incredible. You get a bonus. Be ready for more, soon.’
Not signed by anyone, and not addressed to anyone either, just left blank. Only the two of them would ever know what this was about. Mallory couldn’t believe his luck. He just had the most amazing sex that he had ever had in his entire life, and he was getting paid $2500.00 for it.
Getting undressed and tossing his dirty clothes into the laundry hamper, Mallory went to have a shower and get cleaned up. He washed his hair, scrubbed his body down and shaved everything once more, making sure he was extremely fresh for whenever this mystery man called on him again.
Getting out of the shower, he applied his face moisturizer and a delicious smelling hair serum that prevented dry ends. Feeling incredibly fresh once more, he slipped on a cute yellow cotton dress to wear around the house.
Mallory was blow drying his hair when he heard a loud sound ringing coming from his bedroom. Turning off the blow dryer and heading into the room to see what it was, he realized that it was the cellphone Robert had given him. Looking quizzically down at it, he clicked the answer button.
“Hello?”
“I want more. Be ready in 30 minutes.”
The phone clicked off on the other line and Mallory was left standing there, wondering what exactly he had gotten himself into...
BOOK 73
VAMPIRE SHIFTER ROMANCE TABOO STEPBROTHER FORBIDDEN SERIES
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“Oh, Ethan!” Chantel stood and covered the space between them in two large strides. “I thought you were dead, that the Vatican had killed you for murdering those girls. These men, they came here every night, I didn’t know what to do… I burned their bodies Ethan, the girls. The priest helped me this afternoon. I thought for sure you were gone. I was so lost without you…” Chantel began crying as Ethan wrapped his strong arms tightly around his body.
“Chantel, it’s OK now, everything is going to be alright. I’m here now. They’ve cleared my name and we will leave Priest’s Point and find a new life somewhere that we can be safe, and be together.”
Ethan gently grabbed her chin in his big hand and tilted her face up towards his own.
“Do not cry, I have loved you since the moment I met you. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time.”
He put his lips to hers and kissed h
er ravenously, with a hunger that she could feel deep within her groin. He split her lips apart with his tongue and drove his tongue deep into her mouth, exploring it for the first time in nearly a century of desire. Chantel whimpered into his mouth, darting her tongue out to meet his kiss with the desire mounting in her groin, she could feel her herself begin to dampen from the heat of the kiss.
Ethan broke the kiss and led her into the master bedroom that they never used because they both slept in separate coffins in the basement. Lowering her gently onto the bed, he began kissing her with a passion that had been building up for a hundred years.
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Table of Content
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 1
It was an intense summer day in the middle of August, and Chantel couldn’t stand the heat. It made her skin cringe each time the light wind blew back the dark hood that covered her face and hung down to cover her body. The summer sun was too strong for her kind and risking such a long trip in the middle of the day had been a difficult decision to make, but she hadn’t really had a choice in the matter. It was only a matter of days until her stepbrother, Ethan, would return from his journey to the Vatican and she still hadn’t taken care of the incident that he had left behind in his rush to get going. There were still two bodies hidden in the secret pathway that ran beneath the Gothic church on First Avenue that were quite possibly beginning to stench up the place.
She had put off cleaning up the mess for several days, at first her excuses had been due to the intense sun that was keeping her from venturing out in the daytime, and then she had been having those odd visitors in the evening and so she truly hadn’t been able to leave the house to tend to cleaning up after Ethan’s mess. The visitors had promised to return again this evening; they had been coming each evening since her stepbrother, Ethan had left for Italy.
Like clockwork they showed up at dusk every night and they refused to leave until an hour before dawn the following morning, certain that Ethan would be returning sometime in the night. They seemed like government official type men, bad men that had a hard look in their eyes and they seemed to know things. Ethan was in big trouble it seemed to Chantel. It hadn’t been his choice, and she was certain that if he had known who the girl was then he would have been forced to choose another victim, but it didn’t stop the fact that one of the humans he had killed was the Senator’s daughter.
The repercussions would be horrendous to their kind if Ethan wasn’t able to beg the Vatican leaders for their approval to have killed her. They would surely have a trial, like a court of law, and a decision would be made by a council. It was a big risk to even go there and make such a request, and Chantel was dreading that Ethan might not even make it back, and worse her fear was that if he did return, pardoned form the Vatican council, then the men who controlled the vampire laws here in Washington, DC, were going to hurt Ethan badly for what he had done. There were laws that they had to follow, laws that their kind were sentenced to death for breaking; and killing innocent humans was one of their biggest rules. It hadn’t been his fault exactly. Chantel knew deep down it were her fault entirely. Chantel cursed her own name under her breath and she picked up her pace along the bridge that led into the town center. Pulling her hood farther down on her forehead she thought back to the series of events that had led up to this moment...
CHAPTER 2
She had been in an accident last week, a bad accident. Chantel had been out hunting alone just after midnight and had a deer locked in her cross hairs. The deer was fast, and tracking had been going slowly due to the fact that she hadn’t had a drop of blood in nearly ten days. Ethan and Chantel hadn’t been able to find a good prey for longer than they could usually go without blood for.
There were also a lot of suspicions being raised in the city they lived in; animal carcasses showing up all around the forest, with the blood mysteriously drained. It was really starting to cause a kind of uproar in their small town, Priest Point, Washington DC. The town was beautiful and quaint, right on the edge of the ocean, with magnificent forests and cliffs that hung over the water’s edge, like breathtaking landscapes. The town also supplied enough of a cover for their kind, as Vampires had lived here for over six hundred years; the Gothic church had been their safe keeping since they had first settled into Priest Point back in 1419. Back in those days, humans went missing all the time and citizens feared serial killers and witches were on the loose. There had been hangings and public burnings, trials for sentencing innocent people to death just because they had been at the wrong place at the wrong time, or perhaps they had merely discovered a body and reported it to the authorities, consequently being blamed for the murder themselves, as there were never any leads or witnesses.
Over the next several hundred years, as more vampires began to settle in Priest Point, a counsel was created and laws were instated to protect the humans, therefore protecting the vampires from being discovered. In more recent years, laws had banished the killing of any innocent humans, allowing vampires to hunt only criminals who had committed extreme crimes if they wanted human blood; which was far and few between; and the rest of the year, they feasted solely on animal blood. Although it was never as satisfying as the fresh taste of human blood on their tongues, at least they were able to live their lives with more peace and less fear of being discovered. It was hard enough being a vampire in America, let alone having people suspicious of your every move, or having the local or federal policing agencies putting you on trial for murder.
But on this night, Chantel couldn’t take the hunger pains inside her anymore, she was supposed to wait until Ethan returned from his meeting with the counsel before they would go and attempt to hunt together, but Chantel thought for sure she would be able to just sneak out and catch something big enough for them to share, and surprise Ethan when he returned home.
However, Chantel’s energy was so low that she was having difficulty keeping up any kind of concentration and it made the desperation of the hunt that much worse for her. She needed to drink, to feast, and she needed it immediately. Chantel waited for the perfect moment to strike, the deer hadn’t noticed how close it had wandered to where she crouched hiding partway up a tree just above where the deer now bent down to chew some grass. As her prey took its first few mouthfuls of grass, it stopped and looked around thoughtfully, listening to the silence, then when the deer leaned back down to take more of the grass, Chantel made her strike.
She leapt down from the tree branch and landed directly onto the deer’s back, wrapping her arms swiftly around its neck, she bent to sink her teeth into the thick flesh of the beast. Just as she broke the heavy flesh and taste
d it, the blood began to leak into her mouth and mix with her saliva, the deer spurred beneath her and bucked wildly, with pure force, it nearly threw her off its back. The deer began to sprint with a dazed ferocity and speed, and before Chantel could release her hold on the animal and kick off, the ground suddenly was falling out beneath the both of them.
They were plummeting through the air and Chantel could barely make out in the darkness what had happened. She moved her feet up under her body and pushed off the deer with all her force. As she did so, she realized that they had fallen far off a cliff face and as fear struck her heart, she looked down and saw no water beneath them, only jagged rocks and a rapidly approaching tree line. She heard the crunch of the deer smashing onto the rocks below, and took a deep breath, focusing intently on using all her energy to make her flesh transform into the diamond strength that she was able to attain from her dark powers. It was all she could think to do to protect herself from what she could only assume was her imminent death. Chantel quickly wrapped her arms tightly around her head and neck and curled up into a ball, seconds before she crashed down into the hard earth below.
She lost consciousness immediately upon contact. When she had awoken, she was being carried through the woods at a breakneck speed by someone strong and fast, she took a deep inhale and attempted to speak, but her voice was trapped in her chest, she could feel the crunch of broken ribs and wasn’t able to fully open her eyes to see who was carrying her, although he could feel his body pressing against hers and smelled the familiar musky scent of her dear brother. She sighed and leaned into his chest, knowing that she would be safe, as long as she was with him.