by Carl East
Poking her head out she had to stop several times as she fought the dry hair that had turned into an unkempt bush stopping her progress. Cursing and muttering while forcing her breasts through and trying not to rip her hair out by the roots in the process was getting on her last nerve. That could be why she didn’t hear the snicker or see the boot heels until she landed flat on her back with her ass stuck in the hatch. She tensed and suddenly realized she wasn’t alone. Her eyes pierced the dark and saw the vampire leaning against the wall.
Chapter 23
James stood there looking down at the young woman flat on her back and knew she wasn’t going to be a problem. She was a young vampire or she would have sensed him immediately, long before she had come through the hatch. He had known she was there as the last seconds of the day sleep had claimed him. He didn’t know how he knew it was a woman, maybe it was his long years of being one of the undead. The span of years passing usually added to the skills of a vampire. Some attained the power of flight, some telepathy, others were reported to be able to walk in near daylight and fight the effect of the day sleep. However, every vampire who lived any length of time usually attained some strong skill if they were fortunate to pass a century or more.
His was the power of premonition. The last couple of decades had seen this sixth sense growing and every now and then, he’d have visions or insights. He knew that something significant was going to happen, but like anyone else claiming to be a psychic it wasn’t an exact science. Sometimes it just came as a knowing, and seeing her lying on her back at his feet was the strongest sense of déjà vu. It almost seemed like he knew her from a former life. He couldn’t help but smile when he saw the fire spitting from her blue eyes and that hair. It would be a kindness to call it blonde but it was a mixture of light browns and a little gold and it was a long and tangled mess.
She was so mad she fairly spitted at him but deep inside she wasn’t afraid. Instinctively she knew he meant her no harm, if he did she’d be dead already she reasoned. That didn’t stop her from fighting to get her ass out of the hatchway and up to her feet. Her pale skin got whiter if possible and the dreaded freckles had to be standing out like road signs on her cheeks and nose. She blushed when she looked down and saw that all the twisting, turning had torn the buttons off her blouse and her breasts were in danger of spilling out. With one hand, she pulled the edges together and with the other lifted her hair out from underneath her. Why was he just standing there with that look on his face? Couldn’t he see she needed help to get out?
As if reading her mind he gently leaned over to grasp her shoulders and pull her out of the hatch but it was like trying to pull a cork out of a bottle. Shaking his head he leaned closer with hands outstretched and she finally left lose her clutch on her blouse. It was too late to act as if this wasn’t already a cluster fuck so she reached out and grabbed on. With a mighty heave, he pulled and they both fell flat on the deck with her lying half on top of him. His face was covered by her wild tangle of hair and as she scrambled to get up, she felt his stiff manhood poking into her back as she fell to the side.
Her cheeks were on fire with embarrassment when she caught his gaze enjoying the view of her exposed breasts bobbing free. Clutching her blouse together with one hand, she tried to stand up and found herself falling forward over him again with her pants down by her knees. Horrified she realized that her pants had been pulled down with the force of him hauling her out of the hatch and now with her breast and hair in a tangle around his face she fought to climb off but was only making the situation worse.
She felt his nose and mouth buried between her breasts and his manhood snug against her thatch of pale hair between her legs. How could this possible get any worse she thought. As she tried to fall off to the side, she felt his hands grasping her ass cheeks to get her attention. She suddenly stopped and waited for him to speak. Looking down into the pale grey eyes and dark slash of eyebrows, she saw the crinkles in the corners of his eyes and the huffing of his chest. Was that bastard laughing at her?
Chapter 24
He could contain it no longer; his bouts of laughter were choking him but he tried to speak. Unable to get a word out he finally gave up and heaved her onto her back. Lying atop her he tried to stop laughing and get a hold of himself but he shook even harder trying to hold it in. ‘She was never going to forgive him’ he thought so he might as well make the most of it while he could. He placed his head down in the crook of her shoulder and let loose with tears of laughter while she bucked and tried to throw him off.
Silence fell as he felt her nipples pressing into his chest and his manhood grew longer. It would be impossible to get off her without her knowing his reaction to her. Raising his head and looking into her eyes, he saw the beginning of tears forming and realized that her embarrassment and fear of being caught like this had stiffened her body into dread.
He immediately tried to calm her by saying he meant no harm, and apologized profusely for his clumsiness and explained that he was laughing at his own attempts to try to help a Lady in distress. He lifted his upper body, and used one of his hands to gather her blouse together to preserve her modesty and continued to apologize for putting her in such a position. He closed his eyes as he rolled off her body and immediately sought the edges of her pants to pull them up. Unfortunately, instead of finding her pants his one hand fell between her legs and brushed the curls that protected her womanhood. She tried to sit up at the same time and in the process managed to wedge his fingers between the lips of her sex and they froze in place.
She was slick with moisture and when their eyes met, they both looked down to the juncture of her thighs. His long tan fingers were stark against her white skin and tuft of pale hair and as they both watched, his fingers slid up through the lips of her sex and glistened with moisture. The air was heavy and their breathing became labored. The forefinger stopped at a critical spot where her clit was nestled against the tip pulsing with awareness.
Gently they watched as the finger dipped a bit lower and then slid back up. A second finger joined the first as it slowly began its descent back into the wetness. It seemed like the fingers and the body had a life of their own. A slight loosening of the thighs allowed a bit more access and the thumb joined the others in their torment of the bud of flesh that was swelling to meet the invaders. Each caress happened as if in slow motion, their eyes watched memorized as the hood fell back from the clit exposing it to the arousing touches of the hand. It peaked out from the fold of her lips as if it was seeking sustenance and the moisture from its pleasure coated the hand that teased it to life.
She watched as his face descended to his fingers and his breath was shallow and hot on her thighs. A tongue peeked out to taste the moisture on the fingers and followed them down to the treasure they were seducing. She moaned at the first touch of his tongue on her clit as it massaged it to its will. It was relentless as it delved the slippery folds to seek out every hidden pleasure. Her eyes closed as her body fell back and her thighs loosened to allow him greater access.
The lips were gently sucking the hood as fingers gently pulled the pants down and off her legs. The movement of air indicating his change in body position as he now knelt between her widespread legs. Gentle hands grasped the parted thighs and lifted her into a more revealing pose for his mouth to delve. Sucking gently and with his tongue moving to meet the thrusts of her hips the fingers tightened to keep her in place.
Her gasps were coming more quickly now and all pretense of not knowing what was happening disappeared as the ache in her pussy demanded more contact. Her hips rose to meet his mouth at every touch and the long tongue thrusting into her opening felt like lightning in her pussy. The fingers were clutching her tightly demanding her surrender to him when she came the first time. She shook with the exploding impact and thrust her hands to his head to keep the pleasure going. Moans of excitement trembled from her lips as the shudders flowed through her body.
The need was overwhelming as
she felt the tightening of her pussy with each thrust of his tongue but it wasn’t enough. She craved more she wanted everything. Her hands clutched his hair to pull him up to her breast and his lips started pulling on the hard pink nipples sending strikes of lightning to her clit. She needed more; her hands clutched his shoulders as his lips began the journey up to her neck to nuzzle the soft skin beneath her ear lobes. Gently biting and then licking the tender skin was driving her wild and her hands moved down to reach for his manhood.
It was pulsating against the zipper of his trousers when she found it. Hot and hard, its velvet length seemed to tremble at her touch. She grasped it tightly and stroked the foreskin up and down around the silken mushroom head as she felt him lift into position. With legs spread wide she opened her body to him and felt the first touch of his cock nestling into the folds of womanly flesh. He moved it back and forth in the wetness coating its rigid length and teasing her clit with each passing. She moaned as his teeth extended against the crevice of her neck and shoulder and suddenly the hot mushroom head forced its way into her tightness and paused.
She grasped his ass cheeks, tilted her hips up in invitation and suddenly felt her skin pierced with his fangs while his cock seated its length into the depths of her pussy. It sat there, pulsating inside her. Gently flexing itself it seemed into her tight folds and pushing so deep that she felt the hot tip meet the head of her channel and then it withdrew rubbing its way out to the end before piercing her body again, and again, until all she could feel was the sensation of the world exploding around her.
Her cries of pleasure were swallowed by his lips as they closed over hers. The velvet tongue danced with hers and with each stroke of tongue and cock her world continued to explode around her. Shudders of pleasure wracked her body and she felt faint from the sensation. Plunge after plunge continued to heighten her climaxes until suddenly she felt him stiffen above her and plunge one last time to flood her with his seed. Her body clenched around him holding him to her as his seed pumped into her sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body.
Chapter 25
The woman sat deep within the forest raising her arms to the last minutes of day and the first of night. Cassandra summoned the wind and gathering it within sent the power of magic to the four winds. Morgana was her sister and she would never stop trying to protect her. She looked deep into the seeing glass and knew that the spell she wove was working. The entwined bodies were convulsed in pleasure. Looking at the coven spread out in a circle around her casting their powers with her own, she smiled. Everything was going as planned. She hadn’t been able to protect her sister that night in the forest; but she could lead her to the person who could protect her in her new life. He seemed like quite a man, only time would tell.
Chapter 26
Only their breathing broke the silence. Bodies covered in sweat and trembling with sensation, they both fought against the moment when they would have to talk about what just happened. He gently shifted his weight but just that sensation of movement caught their breath. Stopping he pondered what to do, his cock seemed to have a life of its own as it continued to pulse deep within her. Her body was clenching him with each pulse and soon their breaths began to catch. She tried to shift and with each movement wedged him in deeper. He groaned as he felt his cock lengthening again and her breath caught as she felt him expanding deeper and harder.
What was happening she thought? This man is a total stranger and yet my body doesn’t seem to think so. Her nipples were tightening into hard knots again as he attempted to pull out of her body but he suddenly rolled them both over until she sat on top impaled upon him. Looking into those grey eyes that blazed with heat sent a flush upon her breasts. The pink tips grew longer and her wild hair was flowing down her back to brush his thighs.
She lifted up as if she was riding and began the slow decent upon the thick cock that was sending immeasurable pleasures pulsing throughout her veins. Arching her back, she used her hands to brace herself and felt her lashes fall to cover her eyes. Clenching muscles tried to hold him in place but the thrust of his hips bucked against her, throwing her clit upon the moving foreskin. The pleasure was overwhelming and she gave into the excitement of setting the pace. Hard fingers taunted the perky nipples begging to be touched. They pinched the tips into frenzy of excitement and with each twist of her hips, she drove him further into her depths.
Her moans were slipping through her lips and as she looked down into those burning eyes, she saw him grind his teeth in satisfaction. She didn’t care, nothing mattered at this point but this overwhelming feeling of pleasure and as it mounted, she continued to rub her clit along his length as it plunged into her. With the first waves of pleasure breaking over her, she heard him grunt his release into her depths and she fell over him burying her hot face into his neck as he ground her hips onto him to extend the pleasure of their release. Panting they both lay there until the sweat cooled on their bodies. She finally stood up and as she did she felt his seed running down her legs, she stopped for a moment and then turned her back to get dressed.
James lay there watching as she began to pull on her pants and sighed with pleasure as he watched the plump bottom disappear from view. Hearing his sigh she turned to look over her shoulder and saw the grin plastered across his face. Shaking her head, she bent over to pick up her blouse only to find he was suddenly standing in front of her with her blouse in his hands. Stark naked with his cock at eye level she marveled how vampires could sustain erections. The engorged head was bobbing right at eye level and her mouth started to water at the sight. Using one hand to grab the shirt and the other hand to fondle the cock she stood up and met the eyes of the man who had her full attention.
James glanced down at the fingers stroking him and couldn’t help but lean forward to kiss her as he gently removed her hand. He brought her hand to his lips, kissed the fingertips and then introduced himself.
“I’m James and although I hate to interrupt what you’re doing I know we’re going to have company shortly and I think we’d better get dressed because I don’t want to share the beauty of your body with anyone else,” he said softly.
Gathering her close he kissed her passionately one last time and stopping suddenly he whispered, “Hurry.”
Chapter 27
Johnny had been looking for James for some time and was starting to get worried. He opened his mind to make contact with Michael and managed to listen in on Michael’s thoughts regarding the conversation he and Jenny were having. He didn’t sense that James was with them, so he reached out mentally to Michael to see if James was there.
Michael stopped in mid-conversation with Jenny and said, “No, he’s not here.”
Jenny looked at Michael and immediately knew what was going on and began asking questions herself.
“Michael, what’s wrong. Is Johnny looking for James?”
Michael held up a finger trying to hear Johnny’s thoughts and Jenny’s question was making him crazy. He spoke aloud while mentally throwing the same words to Johnny.
“No, James isn’t with us. We haven’t seen him this evening yet. It’ll be easier if the three of us head to the main passageway and start looking for him.”
Johnny nodded silently and headed up to the passage and nearly ran into Jenny as she came charging around the corner with an anxious Michael on her heels. Johnny met Michael’s eyes and they turned as one to head down the hallway with Jenny running after them. Cautiously entering a storage room, they heard movement at the rear wall and with a nod of Johnny’s head Michael headed to the left of the stacked boxes while Johnny took the right. Jenny was shaking her head angry that she couldn’t listen in and worried that James was in trouble. However, she couldn’t hear any struggling noises or smell blood. In fact, it sounded almost as if James was making kissing noises. Turning their respective corners, they all stopped on their toes as they saw James passionately embracing a half-naked woman.
“Oh,” they collectively said.
Turning away in half disgust, he knew that James wasn’t in any danger, at least not the kind that was going to kill him and he stalked back to the other side of the crates. Michael was choking with laughter as Jenny pulled him away from the embraced couple. Heading to the other side of the crates they found Johnny standing there shaking his head. Looking up at the pair in front of him, he had to laugh. He must be the only vampire in the world who wasn’t getting laid and wondered when his turn would come.
James looked down at the woman in his arms and hurriedly whispered in her ear.
“Dear God, I’d hoped we’d have more time to talk. I don’t know how this happened…” and at her shocked look he said, “You know what I mean. I’ve just spent the last hour making love to a woman I’ve never met and I don’t even know your name. I want to introduce you to my friends…” she stopped him with a kiss, and looking into his eyes she said, “Morgana.”
Laughing into each other’s eyes they began to get dressed and holding hands James led her around the corner. Seeing the other members of his group standing there patiently he began to feel a bit anxious and grasped Morgana’s hand a bit tighter.