“Why ever five hundred years? Do you get divorced after that or do you still have all those wives assuming you’ve been around awhile?”
Here goes the plunge, he thought. “Female vampires are not immortal as their male counterparts are. They only have a life span of five hundred years. During that time they give birth to one male vampire child. No more.”
“But I thought vampires lived forever.”
“Only the males.”
Sammy put her hands to her mouth and stared into the night. She couldn’t believe what she had seen and heard. On one hand she did like the man, no, the vampire in front of her, but on the other hand this whole supernatural business freaked her out to no end. Are you even considering this, she asked herself?
“Yes,” she spoke the words out loud before she realized that she had.
“Yes, what?” Tomas asked.
Was I talking to myself or telling him I would be his bride, she wondered. She sat in silence for a long time before she answered him. Tomas held out his hand. She took it and looked him in the eyes long and hard. All she could see there was kindness and love for her. That made up her mind.
“Okay. I will be your bride Tomas.” She felt great after she said it. Better, in fact, than she thought she would have.
“Oh Sam. You have made me so happy. Do you want some time or would you like to o the ceremony tonight?”
“What is the ceremony?”
“Nothing official. I will turn you and then we will make love to finalize the bond. Whomever a vampire sleeps with after she is turned will be the one she is bonded to until she dies.”
“There is one thing I want to do first.” She stood beside him and took his arm.
“What is that dear?”
“I want to make love one last time as a human before I become a. . . a vampire.”
“I think that can be arranged.” He smiled and led her out of the park.
One thirty minute cab ride later and they were in the apartment that Tomas used when he was in the city for business or sometimes to just get away. He left her on the couch and went to the kitchen to fetch a bottle of wine and two glasses. Sammy looked around the lavishly decorated apartment and decided that she could quickly get used to living like this. Tomas reappeared with a thousand-dollar bottle of wine and two glasses.
As they drank the wine and listened to some oldies on the cd player, the oldies were another thing that they had in common, they talked of small things. Sammy had slept with men before, but all of those had been one night stands and none of them had been particularly pleasant. Fifteen minutes or less of some sweaty guy pumping on top of her as she laid there and tried to make the noises he wanted to hear until he finished.
Tomas set his glass down and took Sammy by the hand. She could feel her heart as it beat like a drum in her chest and wondered if his supersensitive hearing could pick it up. She decided it probably could. It may have been the wine, but she had never really noticed before how kissable his lips looked in the moonlight. She leaned into him and they kissed. Sensation exploded in her mind. Kissing those other guys had been nothing like this. This was soft and sensual- not hard and forced like before.
Her hands made their way to his chest and felt the defined muscles of his abdomen. She had never seen him with his shirt off, but by the way his stomach felt she could tell that he was ripped. One of his hands caressed her breast and she moaned. She pulled away and tore his shirt off exposing his highly defined torso. She stared at him for a moment.
Tomas took this chance to slip her dress over her head and bare her small perky breasts. Her nipples were already erect and ready for his mouth as he took one in and worked his tongue in circles. She moaned in pleasure as she ran her fingers through his hair. He kissed her down along the curve of her breast and along the line of her stomach to her bellybutton. With his teeth he took her panties and tore them off in one go. Her hips bucked forward as the cotton tore lose. Unable to wait any longer, she pushed him back and went to work on his pants.
She could see the hard length of him pressed up against the fabric as she worked to undo his belt. She worked the zipper slowly down and then he was free. She was surprised by the size of him. None of the men she had been with had been anywhere near this large and it intimidated her a little, but she was too turned on to go back now. She took him in her mouth and relished the sound he made as he hissed loudly through clenched teeth. She worked on him for sometime before he pulled her up and lifted her with one arm.
He carried her into the bedroom, but instead of placing her on the bed he placed her up against the wall and lifted her onto his shoulders. She moaned loudly and barely suppressed a cry of pleasure as he used his tongue on her. She shook as the orgasm rocked her body. She only thought she had orgasmed before. This made her body quake as it coursed through her. Another one followed the first in quick succession and he pulled back.
Tomas lowered her from his shoulders and let her slide down the wall. She felt his hardness as he slid into her and then they were one together. She let him do most of the work at first, but she soon found the rhythm and began to move with him. In her mind she thought that it would be even better if they could go faster and to her surprise he sped up his rhythmic thrusts. The came together as he lifted her from the wall and finished in the center of the room. As the orgasm took her, she dug her nails into his back and screamed in ecstacy. He tilted his head back and moaned loudly. She panted like she had just run a marathon as he gently laid her on the bed, but he barely showed a bead of sweat on his perfect body. He grinned down at her and laid next to her on the bed. When she got her breath back she looked and him and smiled broadly.
“Will it be better when you turn me?”
“Much,” he grinned again. “Sorry I read your mind, but when I’m in a heightened state of emotion like that I can’t help but touch people’s minds. Even if I don’t want to.”
“I’m glad you did,” she ran a finger along one of his chiseled pecks. “That made it all the better. Will I be able to read minds too?”
“After some practice yes. Would you like something to drink?”
“Yes, but not the wine. My head is spinning enough as is. Maybe just a glass of water.”
“Coming up,” Tomas got off the bed and Sammy saw the small trickles of blood that ran down his back.
“Oh Tomas,” she set up on the bed and covered her mouth with her hands.
“What is it?” he whirled around on the balls of his feet. His muscles tensed and became ready for action, “what’s wrong?”
“Your back. I hurt your back.”
He reached around and ran a hand along his back. It came back with some blood on it and he laughed. “Sam, don’t worry.” He walked over and knelt in front of her. “I’m a vampire. Remember? Immortal and all that good stuff. I’ll be healed by the time I get back from the kitchen. Just wait and see.”
When he returned, he got a towel from the bathroom and made her wipe off the blood so she would see that he was unharmed. She wiped the blood away and sure enough there wasn’t a trace of the wounds that caused it. No scars. No open wounds. No dimples in the skin. Nothing. She felt better, but she was still sorry that she had caused it.
“Don’t apologize Sam,” he put a finger under her chin and lifter her head so she would look him in the eyes. “I like a little pain.”
“Oh.”
“You will too. Trust me.”
“When do we do the ceremony?” she asked in a small voice.
“Whenever you are ready.” He took a long swallow of his water. “In the meantime why don’t you get some rest. I’ll sleep on the couch.”
“Nonsense. You’ll sleep in here with me silly. It’s not like you’ll bite or will you?” She tried to make a joke, but it only came out forced and stupid. Tomas laughed anyway and gave her a hug.
“Only if you want me to.”
Sammy lay down beside Tomas in the bed and almost immediately he was asleep. She could hear the reg
ularity of his breathing and his soft snores. She stared up at the ceiling for a long time and thought about what he had asked her. She wondered if she was actually ready to make that kind of commitment. Yeah it would be cool to live for five hundred years, but on the other hand you would have to watch all of those you loved die around you while you stayed young and supple, she thought. Then she realized that Tomas had been around for thousands of years if not more. How many brides had he watched grow old and die? How many women had he made love to the same way he had made love to her tonight only to have what seemed to him like a few happy years together and then have to watch them die? How many? Too many, but there must be something that made him do it over and over again. The thrill of new love? She didn’t know, but as she looked at the man, no, vampire sleeping next to her she knew one thing. She loved him. Of that she was sure, but did she love him enough to change her life as she knew it forever? She had never been religious, so that didn’t really have an effect. Somewhere deep down she was sure that she wanted to be his bride until her death, but right now that somewhere down deep seemed far away and distant. The sun had just begun to peek over the horizon when she finally drifted off to a fitful sleep.
The next morning she didn’t wait for him to get up. She slipped out before he awoke and left a note that told him that she would call him later in the day. She had some things that she needed to think about. Today was her day off so she didn’t head home right away. Instead she took 8th street and walked to the park. Her mind was heavy with thoughts of vampirism and how her life would change if she became a bride. She let her feet meander along with no real destination in mind, but she wound up at the park bench where Tomas had shown her his true side last night. She sat heavily on the bench as her mind drifted off on various tangents. People passed, but she didn’t see them. She didn’t even see Tomas across the park. He hadn’t stalked her, but he had followed her to makes sure she was okay because he knew that she had a lot to take in.
As she wrestled with her thoughts internally, Sammy wondered how bad it could be to become a vampire. He said I would have extraordinary powers, but then again I don’t know if I could live with myself if I ever had to kill a human and drink its blood, she thought. Will I still be the same old me when he changes me or will my whole persona change? I hope not. I like me and so do my friends. Friends- will I be able to have those after I change or will I only want to drink them dry every time I see their porcelain necks? Listen to me. I sound like that guy from that old vampire movie from the 30's. Next thing I know I’ll have put on a cape and develop that image of “I want to suck your blood. Muhahaha.”
As she watched, a small child with her mother came closeby. The little boy held a stuffed giraffe in his hands and whooshed it gleefully through the air like it was some kind of airplane or starship. Sammy watched them as the approached and smiled at the boy when they made eye contact. The little boy beamed back at her and help up his giraffe and as his mother ran over to her bench.
“His name is Gary and I got him at the zoo this morning.”
“Well, nice to meet you Gary,” Sammy said to the stuffed animal
“Timmy! Get away from the nice lady! She doesn’t care about your stuffed toy.” The woman walked over and took her son by the hand. She looked down at Sammy with a kind smile, “I’m sorry that he bothered you ma’am.”
“Don’t worry about it. He didn’t bother me at all. I was just thinking.”
“What about?” asked the curious Timmy.
“About a life changing decision young man. I don’t know whether to do it or not.” Sammy didn’t know why she said it. She didn’t know these people, but for some reason when she spoke aloud it seemed to help put it all in perspective.
“Oh,” Timmy furrowed his brow for a second then brightened back up when he thought of what he wanted to say. “Daddy says that everything changes.”
“So it does Timmy. So it does,” Sammy agreed.
“Listen,” the mother looked down at her with that same kind smile- a mother’s smile, “it’s really none of my business, but I think I have some advice for you. You seem troubled, but I can tell that deep down you’ve already made your decision about whether you’re gonna go through with it or not. Here’s my advice. Go for it. I never thought I wanted a b-a-b-y,” she spelled the words so that Timmy wouldn’t understand what was said, but he was already distracted by a squirrel as it looked for something to eat, “but I’m so glad that I had this little one. Sure it changed my life forever, but it changed it for the better. And Timmy is right. His father does say that everything changes and it does. Sometimes change is hard, but other times it is a pleasure.”
Sammy sat for a moment and let what the woman had said sink in. She searched within herself and realized that the lady was right. She had made up her mind long ago. With a grin she looked up at the woman and held out a hand.
“Thank you ma’am. You really helped.” She shook her hand and ruffled the hair on Timmy’s head, “you too, Timmy.”
“I’m glad I could help. Good luck.” The woman smiled.
“Thank . . . ”
“What about Gary?” Timmy interrupted as he held up the giraffe.
“He helped too, Timmy,” Sammy knelt and shook one of the stuffed giraffe’s legs. “Thank you too, Gary you were a big help. Now I hate to run, but I need to tell someone that I made up my mind. Thank you both so much. You don’t know how much I needed this.”
Sammy turned and walked out of the park at a brisk pace. She had made up her mind, but she didn’t know how it would go over with those she loved. Not that there were many of those. As she walked back up 8th street, she watched the people as they walked in every direction and wondered if any of them were vampires. They probably were, she concluded. Tomas had said that the vampire elders controlled all the world governments and that vampires were behind every thing that happened in the media- news, movies, television shows, games, everything. They were slowly trying to get people to accept them so when they once again resurfaced they wouldn’t have a war on their hands like they did in the early thirteenth century. That had been the first and last time they showed the world that they were real. Sammy wasn’t sure she really believed that Tomas had lived that long, but he sometimes said things that no person born in this generation would say.
She buzzed the intercom at the door of his apartment building and was relieved to hear his voice come through the speakers.
“Yeah.”
“It’s Sammy. Can I come up?”
“Sammy! Come in.”
The intercom buzzed and the door unlocked. Instead of the elevator she walked up the steps. Even though she had made up her mind she had started to get cold feet as she thought about how she was to tell him what she had decided. She reached out a fist to rap on the door, but it opened before she could knock. Tomas stood with a smile on the other side.
“Sammy. I was worried when you weren’t here when I woke up, but I found your note.”
“I just had some things to think about,” she explained as he closed the door behind her and ushered her to the couch. “I’ve made up my mind about whether I want to be your bride or not.”
“You have?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Yes.” She let the word hang for a moment.
“Yes you have?” He took her hands.
“ Yes, I will be your bride. I want to spend my life with you and the longer the better.”
“Oh Sam.” Tomas wrapped her in a hug and kissed her cheeks. “I’m so happy you want to be with me. I love you Sam.”
“I love you, too.” She kissed him lightly on the lips. “How exactly will this work?”
“It is not a complicated process,” he explained. “Once a person is bitten, they have until the sun goes down before they turn into a vampire. Once a female is bitten, she will bond with whichever male vampire she sleeps with next and that bond will last the rest of her life. It will allow you to sense me for up to a hundred miles with your mind and we wil
l be able to communicate inside of five miles with our minds.”
“Oh. Will it hurt?” She touched her neck involuntarily.
“Not if we do it while we are making love. The pleasure will override the sting of the bite. If we wait until it is almost sundown your transformation will be quick and pleasant, but that is up to you.”
“That sounds good. Can we eat something first? I haven’t eaten all day and I’m starting to get a little hungry.”
“Of course. Let me fix you my famous Tomas Spaghetti. It is the best in the town if not the country. I learned how to make it in Italy.”
“I can’t wait.”
Tomas and Sammy worked for an hour to make his special spaghetti in the kitchen. She asked various questions from time to time and found that she felt better and better about what was about to happen. He explained to her that she would gain super strength, super speed, increased healing, and much more. To Sammy it sounded like an adventure. She asked if they could travel the world after she had been changed.
“We can do whatever you want to do my dear.” Tomas agreed as he laid his napkin over his plate. “Did you enjoy your meal?”
“It was delicious.” She drank the last bit of wine in her glass. As she sat the glass on the table she burped softly. “Oh excuse me. I’m so sorry.”
Tomas laughed and almost spit his own wine onto the table. “You are one of a kind Sam.”
“It is almost sundown,” as she looked out the window. “Should we get started?”
“When you are ready,” he assured her.
Sam slipped off her shoes and kicked them across the room. They landed on the couch with dual thuds and fell to the floor. “I’m very ready.”
Tomas took her by the hand and led her into his bedroom. She thought that she had been nervous the night before, but now she was more nervous than she had ever been in her life. He quickly took her mind off of her nervousness as he kissed her softly on the neck. She shuddered under his touch and pulled him close. As they groped to pull each other’s clothes off, their mouths found each other and they kissed hungrily. Her tongue worked its way between his lips and met his there. As they undressed as quickly as they could, their tongues swirled and caressing inside their mouths. Her moan was drowned by his own as his hands grasped the firmness of her buttocks and squeezed. Her hips bucked against him and he instantly grew hard against her.
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