Vows of a Vampire

by Ann Cory

  Another tear etched her face. He wanted to reach up and wipe it away, but his arm wouldn’t move. “What about you? How can I help you get better?”

  Varick looked away. He’d be damned if he asked her to do something that would only endanger her further. “You can’t.”

  She cupped his chin and forced him to look at her. “Of course I can. Tell me what to do.”

  His body shuddered as he tried to take a breath. “I need blood to heal.”

  The look in her eyes noticeably changed to determination. She wiped at her tears and rested her hands along the sides of his face. “Tell me what to do and I’ll bring you some.”

  He tightened his grip on her. “I can’t allow it.”

  Aubrey clicked her tongue. “Stop being so damn stubborn.”

  In that moment he was grateful for the time they’d spent together. Even in anger she was beautiful. “Aubrey, I love that you want to try, but if you leave, you’re at an even bigger risk, and right now I lack the strength to protect you. Because you’ve been bitten, every vampire around the city will pick up your scent and be hot on your trail. They’ll want to feed from you and make you their mate. You’ll never make it to the coven.”

  She sobbed into his chest. “There has to be another way.”

  Varick couldn’t stand to listen to her cry. At this point he couldn’t even comfort her. What good was he to her? Maybe death proved the best solution. It might buy her some time. “I shouldn’t have allowed myself to go so long without anything.”

  Her head shot up and a hopeful look passed along her eyes. “But you drank from Luke, wouldn’t that help?”

  He shook his head. “I’m afraid not. I knew when I drank from him that it would poison me.”

  Aubrey raised up an inch and frowned. “How could you do something like that? To me?”

  An icy draught shot through his body and made him shudder uncontrollably. He didn’t want her to see him like this. “I did it for you. Otherwise he’d never stop hunting you. It’s okay. The time we shared means everything to me.”

  She held her wrist up and brought it to his lips. “Drink from me.”

  Varick speared her with a glance. “What? No. I can’t allow that. Don’t mention it again.”

  “Please, I don’t want to lose you.”

  Gently he kissed her wrist. “I won’t do anything more that might hurt you.”

  Anger flooded her eyes. “How can you hurt me? There’s a way isn’t there, but you won’t tell me. Please, I beg you.”

  Did she realise what she asked of him? Of herself? “To heal us both requires my turning you. It means you give up this life for immortality. I won’t ask you to sacrifice your world for me.”

  Her forehead creased. “Don’t you care about what I want? If we can heal each other, and spend an eternity together, how is that wrong? Please, I offer myself to you willingly.”

  He wouldn’t let her live this kind of life. She deserved so much more. “No.”

  She took his hand and kissed each knuckle. He’d miss the feel of her, the smell of her, the precious sight of her. “What will it take? Explain it to me.”

  His jaw clenched as a spasm ripped through him. “I can’t just feed from you once, I’d have to feed from you again, which means turning you. I won’t let you become a vampire.”

  She knelt over him, her full breasts pushing along the top of her dress. “You said Dante wouldn’t change my mother. Did he want to change her?”

  Dante’s words replayed in his mind. “No. He loved her the way she was. He believed the risks they took far outweighed making her become something he feared she’d regret later.”

  She chewed at her lip. “It would have made things easier for the both of them if she’d become a vampire.”

  Varick shook his head. “Not necessarily. Her number one concern was you. Bonds of blood come first.”

  Her adorable nose scrunched up. “Does it hurt, to change?”

  “When combined with pleasure it lessens the pain, but I don’t think this is right. Luke spent his whole life angry for being changed into something he didn’t want to be. I know he claimed it was all my fault, but I don’t think he ever came to terms with being turned into a vampire.”

  She jutted out her chin. “That won’t happen to me.”

  Her courage moved him. “How do you know? You can’t predict how you’ll feel years from now.”

  “I know because of entries in my mother’s diary. She didn’t have enough time to with her true love, and I believe she’d do things differently if she had the chance.” She pursed her full sensual lips. “You go ahead and say anything you want, but I’ve made my decision.”

  His vision blurred. He could hardly make out the outline of her face. Right then he wanted to die. At least it would keep her from making a mistake. “I can’t agree to this. Believe me, it moves me how deeply you care, but you need to walk away now and not look back. Let me go.”

  “Not a chance,” she hissed. “Maybe this will help to change your mind. If you don’t drink from me, and you die, then you’re leaving me to fend for myself. You’ll be leaving me for someone else. Is that what you want?”

  Varick let out a whoosh of air that hurt like hell. “You are your mother’s daughter. Dante always said Laura was the most stubborn and opinionated woman he’d ever met. And he loved her for it.”

  “Well, there you go. Argue yourself out of this one.”

  He couldn’t help but smile. “You’re very brave.”

  She brought her face up close and nuzzled against his cheek. “No. I’m in love. I want to save you for a change, and in turn it will save us.”

  Love radiated from her body and soothed his pain. How could he give up the chance to spend the rest of his life with her? “I’m moved by your words. If you’re sure this is what you want, I will honour your request. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”

  Her lips brushed against his ear. “It is what I want.”

  Varick fought against his weakened state and knelt over her body. He pulled her dress up and over her head, admiring her immaculate beauty. Temptation had never looked so good.

  “How about you part those beautiful thighs for me?”

  He’d never feared anything more, but he wouldn’t hurt her.

  Varick covered her lips with his. A sweet, hot, passionate kiss. He sought her tongue as he readied himself to enter her. A growl escaped him as her juices coated the tip of his cock. Fuck he loved the way she was so easily aroused.

  He savoured her heat, how it penetrated his body and gave him one hell of a hard on. Wanting to make sure she was lost in his touch before feeding from her, he pumped his fingers inside her wetness and thumbed her clit.

  Her body trembled beneath his touch, her whispery mutterings of “more, more, more” steadily gaining volume. He had a hard time not coming right there on the spot and realised he’d have to wait before thrusting his cock into her. For now he’d get her off with his fingers, propelling her closer to an incredible orgasm, and time it just right to bite her.

  “Talk to me, Aubrey. I need to know when you’re just at the edge.”

  She moaned, her head tilted back, nipples taut and teasing him as she arched, driving her hips against the cadence of his fingers.

  Varick bit back his own climax. The flush of her skin let him know she was close. Bent over he eased her neck to the side, whispering softly. “Spill your cum along my fingers, baby. Let me feel that orgasm burn through you.”

  “Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, uh huh, so close, I’m so close. I’ve gotta come. Oh God, I’ve gotta come right now.”

  Her pussy clenched around his fingers and he pierced her neck.

  Varick hadn’t fed from a human in so long he’d forgotten the difference in taste and texture. Her blood swept through him, pulsing like electric currents, restoring his body to full health. She tasted sweet, like spun sugar, her loving essence coating his tongue.

  Her body relaxed after a serie
s of spasms, making it easier for him to feed. He thought her so brave. She didn’t even cry out. The blood made its way down his throat, blazing a sizzling path of seduction and lust. His pulse sped up as he drank. His heart pounded loudly in his chest.

  Varick stopped shaking and again felt alive. Her life pulsed through his veins, filling him with her beautiful agony. Careful to not get caught up in her decadence, he withdrew his fangs and licked up the remaining droplets of blood from around her neck.

  The craving grew faint and things went back to normal within his body. Suddenly he became conscious of his surroundings and the peaceful look on Aubrey’s face.

  “Are you okay?”

  Aubrey’s mind whirred. There hadn’t been a second of pain. Only pleasure.

  “Yes, I’m fine. I hardly noticed anything, just some pressure against my neck.”

  She noticed the colour had returned to his face and his eyes sparkled.

  “How about you? Are you feeling better?”

  Varick sighed, circling his fingers along her nipples. “My energy is indeed returning. Thank you.”

  Aubrey had feared losing him, but seeing him now, she let the calm of what she was about to do take over her. With this final feed, her life would forever be changed, and she welcomed it.

  “Think you can stand my cock in your pussy this time?”

  His hungry gaze made her light-headed.

  She wetted her lips and answered in a low, sultry voice. “I’m always ready for your cock.”

  He bit at her nipples and trailed kisses along her breasts. She tried not to think about him biting her again, instead focusing on the pulse of his cock against her mound.

  “Bring your knees to your chest and latch them over my shoulders.”

  She did as he said, aware of how moist her pussy must be.

  Varick slid his fingers back and forth over her slick cleft.

  He brushed her hair away from her neck and kissed where the other holes were.

  “You can still change your mind.”

  “No. Turn me now. Give us a lifetime to be together. Do this for Dante and my mother.”

  The head of his cock prodded against her pussy. She waited, not breathing, muscles tense.

  “Relax, baby.”

  She forced herself to let go right as his teeth and cock pierced her. The combined sensations sent an orgasm rocketing through her. Still he pumped into her, suckling from her neck with sheer ferocity. Aubrey instantly noticed the differences compared to his other bite.

  Everything she felt was stronger, harder, and more intense. She didn’t think it possible, but his cock seemed bigger, hitting every nerve ending with each thrust. Her nipples were so taut they hurt and her clit—unbelievably raw and sensitive. Even her toes tingled. With her knees bent he penetrated her further, pumping her somewhere into some far off galaxy. Her hips moved like a rabbit as she ground and gnashed her pussy against his cock. Her whole body felt ready to jump out of its skin.

  “Oh god, fuck me hard. Fuck me so damn hard,” she half-begged, half-whined. Her very breath depended on the release of her juices all over his cock.

  Varick unleashed his hold on her and thrust into her pussy vigorously. She was so close to a much needed release.

  “I’m going to come, my love. Come with me,” he commanded.

  She pushed her hips up into him, locked into a rhythm that promised a lifetime of pleasure, but the orgasm eluded her.

  The room changed in that moment to a dark crimson. She felt like a rabid dog in heat, unable to keep still or pull him inside her enough.

  “Come with me, now,” he repeated, and this time she was right there.

  The orgasm jolted her like a shock of electricity. A long, guttural cry shot up from the pit of her stomach and echoed around the room. He pulled out and pressed himself tightly against her.

  “It’s okay.” His hands lovingly stroked her hair as she adjusted to the odd changes affecting her.

  “I want to feel your cock again,” she snapped, not even sure where her demanding voice came from.

  He spoke gently to her, like her mother used to when she’d come home with a skinned knee. “I know, and I’ll pleasure you again once we’re home.”

  Trembling she tried to push him off her. She felt restless. Predatory. A craving for something other than food clawed at her stomach and she wanted to hunt for it.

  “Let me go, Varick.”

  His embraced tightened, almost suffocating. “No baby, not yet. Give it a little more time.”

  “I want blood, right now,” she shrieked. Panic stole over her. What the hell was her problem? Her skin prickled and an icy coldness burned through her veins.

  “Here, drink from me. It will quell your instinct to hunt and feed.” Pulling up his sleeve, he bared his wrist for her to drink.

  Aubrey brought her mouth to his wrist and gave him a questioning look.

  He nodded, his eyes soft, voice gentle. “That’s right. Sink your teeth into my wrist and drink. It won’t hurt me at all.”

  The craving was too much for her and she sank her teeth in, allowing his blood into her body. At first taste she gagged, but as it trickled down her throat it turned velvety, like a fine wine. Her stomach clenched, and she suckled his wrist hard, enjoying the way it coursed through her.

  “Not too much Aubrey, you must start slow or you will never quench your appetite.”

  After a few more drops against her tongue, she stopped and gazed into the eyes of the man she loved. Her hero. Her vampire lover. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”

  “It will take some getting used to,” he said soothingly. “You’ll learn ways to control the cravings before they control you.”

  She nodded, feeling somewhere between excessively hungry and slightly drunk. “I trust you.”

  He lay on his back and cradled her neck in his arm. “Our new life starts now. Soon you’ll be my queen and have the run of the mansion.”

  “I only want the run of you,” she joked.

  “My next vows will be marriage vows. You’d better believe I’ll love, honour, and…have you obey.”

  Aubrey glared. “I think you’ve overfed. Your head has become much too big for your body.” His howling laughter made her smile. “Honestly, I can’t wait for you to be my husband.”

  He clasped her hand and kissed each fingertip. “A vampire’s vow spans an eternity.”

  She had a feeling her face glowed. “The same span as our love.”

  About the Author

  Ann Cory is an accomplished author and writes urban fantasy, paranormal, shape-shifters, vampires, fantasy, alternative, and BDSM, along with historical and contemporary to mix it up a bit.

  When she isn’t concocting a magical seduction story, she writes poetry, reads, and spends time with her husband and son playing games and watching movies. She also enjoys interior decorating, cooking and making wine.

  Email: anncory_erotica@yahoo.com

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