The Pefect Mate
https://interracialerotica.net/erotica/articles/125/1/The-Pefect-Mate/Page1.html
By Stephanie Morris
Published on October 31, 2009
For years, Dominic has traveled the world looking for the woman destined to be his for all eternity. After a long exhaustive search with no luck, he stops looking. So the last thing he expects is to run into Carmen, the woman he knows is fated to be his the instant he scents her. Will Dominic be able to convince Carmen to go through with the ritual required to bind them together forever?
Chapter One
The blood flowed like honey, thick and sweet, as it slid down Dominic’s throat. When he had first been changed, he had loathed the idea of taking blood from someone. Now it was second nature, an essential need, one that he enjoyed. Withdrawing his fangs from the woman’s neck, he licked her wounds, closing them. She was a pretty morsel, dark haired and brown eyed. He couldn’t recall her name, only that she had been all too willing to follow him. Had she known that he had something other than a night of passionate, sweaty sex in mind, she would have run the other way. Thankfully, vampires were still just a thing of fables, nightmares and horror movies.
As Dominic sent the woman on her way, with the thought that she hadn’t left the bar with him, had simply gone for a walk by herself, he turned and headed down the street. It was almost Halloween. The shops were filled with costumes, candy, and decorations. If only the thick-minded humans realized that a good portion of what they pretended to be one night out of the year truly existed, things would certainly change.
No longer would people revere werewolves, vampires, ghosts, and demons. No, instead they would run from them, just as his victim’s would run if he didn’t have the power to plant suggestions in their sponge like minds.
Thrusting his hands deep into his pockets, he wondered down the streets, shrouded in fog and darkness. His reddish brown hair shone brightly under the street lamps, his pale features like a beacon in the night. His green eyes scanned the shadows. Having fed, he needn’t search for prey any longer, but he did need to be certain he didn’t become prey.
While the humans typically let vampires remain in the world of make believe, there were a select few who knew of their existence… the hunters. Dominic hadn’t seen a hunter in over a decade, but he knew they were still out there, still hunting, trying to rid the earth of monsters like him; except he didn’t feel like a monster. Yet, he didn’t exactly feel like a man anymore either. He wasn’t quite certain what category he fit into these days. Dominic has been turned when he was thirty years old.
Seemed liked an eternity ago. Lost deep within his thoughts, Dominic almost didn’t see the young woman walking toward him. At the last minute, he was able to avoid a head-on collision.
She seemed to be as lost in her own thoughts as he had been in his. He breathed in her scent and his eyes widened in shock and recognition. She was what he had been looking for. His salvation. His perfect match.
Every vampire had a predestined mate, a woman or man who was selected to be with them for the centuries to come. This woman, this appetizing morsel, was his. After being a vampire for over one hundred years, he had stopped looking for his mate. To say he was stunned to literally run into her now of all times would be an understatement. Startled, she looked up.
As Dominic sent the woman on her way, with the thought that she hadn’t left the bar with him, had simply gone for a walk by herself, he turned and headed down the street. It was almost Halloween. The shops were filled with costumes, candy, and decorations. If only the thick-minded humans realized that a good portion of what they pretended to be one night out of the year truly existed, things would certainly change.
No longer would people revere werewolves, vampires, ghosts, and demons. No, instead they would run from them, just as his victim’s would run if he didn’t have the power to plant suggestions in their sponge like minds.
Thrusting his hands deep into his pockets, he wondered down the streets, shrouded in fog and darkness. His reddish brown hair shone brightly under the street lamps, his pale features like a beacon in the night. His green eyes scanned the shadows. Having fed, he needn’t search for prey any longer, but he did need to be certain he didn’t become prey.
While the humans typically let vampires remain in the world of make believe, there were a select few who knew of their existence… the hunters. Dominic hadn’t seen a hunter in over a decade, but he knew they were still out there, still hunting, trying to rid the earth of monsters like him; except he didn’t feel like a monster. Yet, he didn’t exactly feel like a man anymore either. He wasn’t quite certain what category he fit into these days. Dominic has been turned when he was thirty years old.
Seemed liked an eternity ago. Lost deep within his thoughts, Dominic almost didn’t see the young woman walking toward him. At the last minute, he was able to avoid a head-on collision.
She seemed to be as lost in her own thoughts as he had been in his. He breathed in her scent and his eyes widened in shock and recognition. She was what he had been looking for. His salvation. His perfect match.
Every vampire had a predestined mate, a woman or man who was selected to be with them for the centuries to come. This woman, this appetizing morsel, was his. After being a vampire for over one hundred years, he had stopped looking for his mate. To say he was stunned to literally run into her now of all times would be an understatement. Startled, she looked up.
Chapter Two
Carmen was momentarily stunned as she stared at the tall delectable man before her. Sure, he was a little on the pale side, but he had the greenest eyes, a strong nose, chiseled jaw, and lips that looked like they were meant for kissing.
She could almost feel the pressure of them against her own; wondered what his hands would feel like drifting over her skin. Her skin flushed and heat spiraled through her as she stared into his eyes, lost in a trance-like state, captivated by the mere sight of him.
She shook the thoughts loose from her head; obviously it had been way too long since she’d been with a man. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going,” she mumbled, unable to completely find her tongue; hot guys had a tendency to do that to her.
He smiled, showing even white teeth, “Quite alright. I’m afraid I wasn’t paying much attention either. It seems to be a good night for daydreaming; or maybe I should say night dreaming.”
She laughed. “Yes, I suppose it is. It’s a beautiful, quiet evening.”
He nodded. “Indeed.” He frowned and looked around. “It isn’t very conducive to females walking alone though. Would you like an escort?”
Carmen hesitated. She knew she shouldn’t allow the stranger to walk with her, let alone talk to her, but she felt compelled to be near him a little longer. He was fascinating and she felt drawn to him, as if some unforeseeable force was pulling her closer to his side.
“That would be nice.”
He offered her his arm, as a true gentleman would. Once she had placed her small hand on his shirtsleeve, they started walking.
* * * *
Just the slight pressure of her hand on his sleeve was enough to drive him mad. Ever since the first whiff of her scent had overcome him, he had wanted to lose himself in her; make long passionate love to her and bury his fangs in her neck claiming her as his own.
“So where is it that you’re going?” Dominic asked, trying to get his thoughts under control.
“Home. I had to work late. Usually I’m home by dark, but I got caught up in a project today,” she answered.
“What type of work do you do?”
She smiled, “I’m an freelance web developer. I usually work from home, but I worked at a friend’s office today.”
“So that you’re able to keep work and home separate?” he asked.
“Definitely! I’m lucky to be able to work from home, but on occasion my home becomes a prison instead of a comfort zone,” she answered. “Besides, Alex doesn’t mind me taking up some of his office space when I need it.”
Dominic tapered down on a wave of jealousy. Who was this Alex person to her? Was he just a friend or more along the lines of a boyfriend? Why would destiny drop his life mate in front of him if she was already involved with someone?
“So you and Alex have been friends for a while then?” he asked, fishing for information.
“Oh yes. We grew up together,” she responded.
Dominic clenched his teeth. The woman was driving him mad! Couldn’t she reveal just a little more information? Was he going to have to just ask her outright if she was seeing the guy? He had noticed she didn’t wear a ring so at least she wasn’t married or engaged.
“What do you do for a living?” Carmen asked.
“At the moment, I don’t work. I invested my money well; I work when I get bored, but have been enjoying a life of leisure and travel the past few years,” he answered.
“I’d love to travel,” she said wistfully.
“Why don’t you?”
She shrugged. “I’m just getting started. My job pays the bills, but there isn’t enough left over for traveling. I’ve only been an web designer for a little over a year; it takes time to make a name for yourself and get the higher priced projects.”
“So when you are able to travel, where do you plan on going?”
She didn’t hesitate before answering, as if she already had everything planned out in her mind. “Italy, Switzerland, and Spain; I’ve read tons of travel books and those three places have always stood out as places of interest for me.”
“Italy and Spain are both beautiful, with wild countryside and even wilder cities. I haven’t been to Switzerland, but I’ve heard its lovely,” he responded.
“You’re fortunate,” she said with a smile.
“Yes, I guess I am,” he agreed softly, thinking more of the woman beside him than the places he’d been.
They walked in silence for another block when the woman stopped in front of an iron door.
“This is where I live.”
Dominic looked up at the three-story apartment building, designed with one floor per apartment. He’d passed the building so many times since moving to this city. How had he never seen her before now? How could she have been under his nose this whole time?
“We never exchanged names. I’m Dominic,” he said, hoping to prolong their time together.
“I’m Carmen,” she responded with a smile.
“Carmen, would it be too audacious of me to ask to see you again?”
A blush stole across her cheeks, while her eyes averted to the left. If he hadn’t already fed, the blood would have drawn him in like bees to honey.
“I’d like that,” she finally whispered.
“There’s an party at the square Saturday evening. Would you like to go?”
She nodded. “I’d love to go.”
“I’ll pick you up here at 7:30,” Dominic responded with a smile.
“It’s a date,” she said, her cheeks seeming to darken even more.
Dominic inclined his head, watching her enter the building. He smiled when she gave him one last wave from the bottom of the stairs. Turning, he stepped back out into the foggy night, sticking close to the shadows, blending with them like the creature of the night he was.
After centuries of waiting, he’d found her. His heart sung, his step was lighter than it had been in years. A grin clung to his lips, a smile in his eyes. Only a few nights until he could be with her again. Only a few nights until he would claim her.
She could almost feel the pressure of them against her own; wondered what his hands would feel like drifting over her skin. Her skin flushed and heat spiraled through her as she stared into his eyes, lost in a trance-like state, captivated by the mere sight of him.
She shook the thoughts loose from her head; obviously it had been way too long since she’d been with a man. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going,” she mumbled, unable to completely find her tongue; hot guys had a tendency to do that to her.
He smiled, showing even white teeth, “Quite alright. I’m afraid I wasn’t paying much attention either. It seems to be a good night for daydreaming; or maybe I should say night dreaming.”
She laughed. “Yes, I suppose it is. It’s a beautiful, quiet evening.”
He nodded. “Indeed.” He frowned and looked around. “It isn’t very conducive to females walking alone though. Would you like an escort?”
Carmen hesitated. She knew she shouldn’t allow the stranger to walk with her, let alone talk to her, but she felt compelled to be near him a little longer. He was fascinating and she felt drawn to him, as if some unforeseeable force was pulling her closer to his side.
“That would be nice.”
He offered her his arm, as a true gentleman would. Once she had placed her small hand on his shirtsleeve, they started walking.
* * * *
Just the slight pressure of her hand on his sleeve was enough to drive him mad. Ever since the first whiff of her scent had overcome him, he had wanted to lose himself in her; make long passionate love to her and bury his fangs in her neck claiming her as his own.
“So where is it that you’re going?” Dominic asked, trying to get his thoughts under control.
“Home. I had to work late. Usually I’m home by dark, but I got caught up in a project today,” she answered.
“What type of work do you do?”
She smiled, “I’m an freelance web developer. I usually work from home, but I worked at a friend’s office today.”
“So that you’re able to keep work and home separate?” he asked.
“Definitely! I’m lucky to be able to work from home, but on occasion my home becomes a prison instead of a comfort zone,” she answered. “Besides, Alex doesn’t mind me taking up some of his office space when I need it.”
Dominic tapered down on a wave of jealousy. Who was this Alex person to her? Was he just a friend or more along the lines of a boyfriend? Why would destiny drop his life mate in front of him if she was already involved with someone?
“So you and Alex have been friends for a while then?” he asked, fishing for information.
“Oh yes. We grew up together,” she responded.
Dominic clenched his teeth. The woman was driving him mad! Couldn’t she reveal just a little more information? Was he going to have to just ask her outright if she was seeing the guy? He had noticed she didn’t wear a ring so at least she wasn’t married or engaged.
“What do you do for a living?” Carmen asked.
“At the moment, I don’t work. I invested my money well; I work when I get bored, but have been enjoying a life of leisure and travel the past few years,” he answered.
“I’d love to travel,” she said wistfully.
“Why don’t you?”
She shrugged. “I’m just getting started. My job pays the bills, but there isn’t enough left over for traveling. I’ve only been an web designer for a little over a year; it takes time to make a name for yourself and get the higher priced projects.”
“So when you are able to travel, where do you plan on going?”
She didn’t hesitate before answering, as if she already had everything planned out in her mind. “Italy, Switzerland, and Spain; I’ve read tons of travel books and those three places have always stood out as places of interest for me.”
“Italy and Spain are both beautiful, with wild countryside and even wilder cities. I haven’t been to Switzerland, but I’ve heard its lovely,” he responded.
“You’re fortunate,” she said with a smile.
“Yes, I guess I am,” he agreed softly, thinking more of the woman beside him than the places he’d been.
They walked in silence for another block when the woman stopped in front of an iron door.
“This is where I live.”
Dominic looked up at the three-story apartment building, designed with one floor per apartment. He’d passed the building so many times since moving to this city. How had he never seen her before now? How could she have been under his nose this whole time?
“We never exchanged names. I’m Dominic,” he said, hoping to prolong their time together.
“I’m Carmen,” she responded with a smile.
“Carmen, would it be too audacious of me to ask to see you again?”
A blush stole across her cheeks, while her eyes averted to the left. If he hadn’t already fed, the blood would have drawn him in like bees to honey.
“I’d like that,” she finally whispered.
“There’s an party at the square Saturday evening. Would you like to go?”
She nodded. “I’d love to go.”
“I’ll pick you up here at 7:30,” Dominic responded with a smile.
“It’s a date,” she said, her cheeks seeming to darken even more.
Dominic inclined his head, watching her enter the building. He smiled when she gave him one last wave from the bottom of the stairs. Turning, he stepped back out into the foggy night, sticking close to the shadows, blending with them like the creature of the night he was.
After centuries of waiting, he’d found her. His heart sung, his step was lighter than it had been in years. A grin clung to his lips, a smile in his eyes. Only a few nights until he could be with her again. Only a few nights until he would claim her.
Chapter Three
Saturday arrived quick and silent. The day had been gray with overcast skies. Carmen stared out of her apartment window, willing the night to hurry along. She still had an hour before she would see Dominic again.
She’d laid out her clothes earlier in the day. It was Halloween night. Carmen had always gone as a hot devil or sexy pirate before. Tonight she had wanted something different. Tonight she was going as a witch, a sexy witch, but a witch nonetheless. She always tried to find a costume that was opposite of the quiet person she tended to be.
Noting the time, she decided to get ready for her date. With one last glance out the window, Carmen made her way into her bedroom. Her full length plum dress with split sleeves accented and silver trim, bat pendant, belt with adjustable corset lacing and witch hat were laid out. Trailing her hands over the soft material, she made her way into her small bathroom.
Carmen turned on the shower. Testing the water temperature, she undressed and climbed in, letting the warm water run down her body. Her natural herb soap helped to relax her some. She couldn’t ever recall being so wired before a date. Rinsing from head to toe, she turned off the water.
Toweling herself dry, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She had a healthy glow tonight. Where her skin normally gave off an oily appearance during the summer time, tonight it looked flawless. Her dark hair fell slightly past her shoulders. Her honey colored eyes sparkled in the mirror, simmering with an excitement she couldn’t contain. Carmen walked into her bedroom and pulled on her dress. Slipping on her shoes, she scurried out of her bedroom.
Rushing to the window, she looked out at the night. Dark had fallen while she was getting ready and stars lit up the night sky. A glance at the sidewalk showed that Dominic was waiting for her. She looked at the clock, hoping she hadn’t kept him waiting, but noticed she still had ten minutes. She smiled when she realized he was early. It seemed he was as anxious about their date as she was. Grabbing her small purse, she picked up her keys and hurried out the door. Locking up, she put her keys in her purse and descended the stairs, hoping she didn’t appear as eager as she felt. Opening the iron door to her building, she smiled at Dominic.
“Hi,” she said softly.
His eyes raked over her costume, taking in every lovely inch of her. “Hi yourself,” he said, his voice sounding husky from desire.
“So what are you for Halloween?” she asked, her eyes taking in his white dress shirt and black slacks.
He smiled, allowing his fangs to show. “I’m a vampire.”
Carmen smiled. “Very authentic. I’m a witch.”
“I could tell,” he murmured with an amused glance, offering her his arm.
They walked through the streets together toward their destination. When they arrived at the outskirts of the square, they could hear the haunting strains of creepy Halloween music.
Following the throngs of people, they entered the square.
“There are a lot of people here.” Carmen said in surprise. “I hope we have the chance to see everything,”
Dominic nodded. “Is there anything you’d like to see first?”
She shook her head. “I don’t care as long as we see everything.”
He chuckled. “And we will. Let’s try this way first,” he said, tugging her to the left.
They strolled between booths checking out the local artists’ wares. On the far end of the town square were a costume contest and a few games.
“Do you see anything you like?” he asked.
Carmen’s eyes crinkled as she smiled. “Yes, too much. Who knew we had so many creatively talented people in our city?”
“Indeed,” he said with a smile. “It seems they have outdone themselves for this particular event.”
“Think we could get away from the crowds for a few minutes?” she asked.
“Of course.”
Dominic led her through the crowd to the outer edge of the square. “Is this okay?” he asked.
“Yes. It was just getting too jam-packed and too loud.”
“We could walk for a little bit if you’d like.”
She nodded. “That sounds lovely.”
In silence they walked through the dim streets, enjoying each others company. As they came to a small park, Dominic motioned for Carmen to enter the gated entrance. Finding a park bench concealed by trees, they sat.
She’d laid out her clothes earlier in the day. It was Halloween night. Carmen had always gone as a hot devil or sexy pirate before. Tonight she had wanted something different. Tonight she was going as a witch, a sexy witch, but a witch nonetheless. She always tried to find a costume that was opposite of the quiet person she tended to be.
Noting the time, she decided to get ready for her date. With one last glance out the window, Carmen made her way into her bedroom. Her full length plum dress with split sleeves accented and silver trim, bat pendant, belt with adjustable corset lacing and witch hat were laid out. Trailing her hands over the soft material, she made her way into her small bathroom.
Carmen turned on the shower. Testing the water temperature, she undressed and climbed in, letting the warm water run down her body. Her natural herb soap helped to relax her some. She couldn’t ever recall being so wired before a date. Rinsing from head to toe, she turned off the water.
Toweling herself dry, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She had a healthy glow tonight. Where her skin normally gave off an oily appearance during the summer time, tonight it looked flawless. Her dark hair fell slightly past her shoulders. Her honey colored eyes sparkled in the mirror, simmering with an excitement she couldn’t contain. Carmen walked into her bedroom and pulled on her dress. Slipping on her shoes, she scurried out of her bedroom.
Rushing to the window, she looked out at the night. Dark had fallen while she was getting ready and stars lit up the night sky. A glance at the sidewalk showed that Dominic was waiting for her. She looked at the clock, hoping she hadn’t kept him waiting, but noticed she still had ten minutes. She smiled when she realized he was early. It seemed he was as anxious about their date as she was. Grabbing her small purse, she picked up her keys and hurried out the door. Locking up, she put her keys in her purse and descended the stairs, hoping she didn’t appear as eager as she felt. Opening the iron door to her building, she smiled at Dominic.
“Hi,” she said softly.
His eyes raked over her costume, taking in every lovely inch of her. “Hi yourself,” he said, his voice sounding husky from desire.
“So what are you for Halloween?” she asked, her eyes taking in his white dress shirt and black slacks.
He smiled, allowing his fangs to show. “I’m a vampire.”
Carmen smiled. “Very authentic. I’m a witch.”
“I could tell,” he murmured with an amused glance, offering her his arm.
They walked through the streets together toward their destination. When they arrived at the outskirts of the square, they could hear the haunting strains of creepy Halloween music.
Following the throngs of people, they entered the square.
“There are a lot of people here.” Carmen said in surprise. “I hope we have the chance to see everything,”
Dominic nodded. “Is there anything you’d like to see first?”
She shook her head. “I don’t care as long as we see everything.”
He chuckled. “And we will. Let’s try this way first,” he said, tugging her to the left.
They strolled between booths checking out the local artists’ wares. On the far end of the town square were a costume contest and a few games.
“Do you see anything you like?” he asked.
Carmen’s eyes crinkled as she smiled. “Yes, too much. Who knew we had so many creatively talented people in our city?”
“Indeed,” he said with a smile. “It seems they have outdone themselves for this particular event.”
“Think we could get away from the crowds for a few minutes?” she asked.
“Of course.”
Dominic led her through the crowd to the outer edge of the square. “Is this okay?” he asked.
“Yes. It was just getting too jam-packed and too loud.”
“We could walk for a little bit if you’d like.”
She nodded. “That sounds lovely.”
In silence they walked through the dim streets, enjoying each others company. As they came to a small park, Dominic motioned for Carmen to enter the gated entrance. Finding a park bench concealed by trees, they sat.
Chapter Four
“It’s been a wonderful evening,” Carmen said softly.
“Yes it has.”
“I don’t want it to end.”
Dominic gave her a small smile. “Who said it had to?”
With wide eyes, she stared at him, mesmerized. Could he possibly feel the same attraction she did? Could he want her as much as she wanted him?
Dominic leaned down and brushed his lips across hers. Cradling her face in his hands, his tongue traced the seam of her lips, begging for entry. When her lips parted ever so slight, his tongue delved into her mouth, tasting her, teasing her.
When the kiss ended, Carmen was breathing heavy and her heart was beating against her ribs like a bird’s wings beating against a cage. His lips had been strangely cool against hers, yet they’d ignited a fire she felt all the way to her toes. His soul spoke to hers on some level.
“Carmen. My beautiful Carmen,” he murmured, caressing her cheek.
“Am I? Yours I mean…”
He nodded. “Can’t you feel it?”
She nodded. “From the moment we first met.”
“Do you want to be mine? Do you want to be with me for an eternity?”
Her breath caught. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Do you understand what I’m asking of you?”
It took her a moment to realize he was being literal. Her eyes widened when she began to comprehend what that meant. “Your costume… it isn’t a costume, is it?”
His thumb stroked her cheek. “No. No, it isn’t. This is who I really am.”
She swallowed, not sure how to respond.
“Do you want to know what would be involved in becoming mine forever?”
She nodded slowly. Gathering her in his arms, he pulled her into his lap. Leaning in close, he spoke softly in her ear.
“First, I would slowly undress you,” he said as his hand slid up her leg. His fingers caressed her thigh as his hand slowly moved to her hip. Feeling the small strap of barely there panties on her hip, his eyes widened slightly in surprise. “It seems that wouldn’t be too difficult a task.”
Carmen blushed.
“Next, I would make love to you, worshiping your body with mine. When you felt you couldn’t take any more, I’d sink my fangs into your neck, drawing a small amount of your blood.”
She shivered as his hand slid between her legs, his fingers slipping underneath the edge of her panties, seeking out her moist heat.
“Then, I would allow you to drink a small amount of my blood. It wouldn’t turn you into a vampire, but it would gift you with eternal life. As long as I live, you shall live. If I should die, your immortality would also die.”
* * * *
She remained quiet and he tried to relax. He would give her time to make her decision, but he wouldn’t make it easy on her.
Feeling her wet heat, he slowly slid a finger inside of her pussy. Her legs parted slightly, allowing him entry. Withdrawing his finger, he flicked her swollen clit with his thumb, drawing a gasp from her.
“Does that sound like something you want to do, Carmen?”
“Yes, oh yes,” she murmured, arching her hips to meet his thrusting finger. With his free hand, he gently pulled down the top of her gown, exposing one creamy milk chocolate breast to the moonlit night. The nipple puckered in the cool air. Lowering his head, Dominic laved her nipple with his tongue. Sucking on the tight bud, he could tell her release was upon her. With his fingers sliding in and out of her, dripping with her juices, he felt her orgasm spiral through her, leaving her shaking and wanting more.
“I think we’d better move this elsewhere,” he murmured, removing his hand from under her dress and pulling her top back into place.
* * * *
Carmen couldn’t think. She’d never experienced passion such as this before and it left her weak with need.
“How about going to my place?” he asked her softly.
She nodded, willing to follow him anywhere if they could continue where they left off. Dominic stood and swept her into his arms. Walking quickly, they exited the park. Several buildings down, he stopped outside of a metaphorical black wrought iron door. Pushing some numbers into a hidden keypad, he opened the door and stepped into the cool interior of the house.
“This used to be like your building, a few apartments in one home. I had it converted back into a house when I purchased it.”
Not bothering with a tour, he quickly sought out his bedroom, placing his prized cargo on the bed, her hat instantly knocked astray. Not that she cared. She was too busy taking in her surroundings. The room had no windows, walls made of brick held iron light fixtures on the walls, candles flickering within them. Antique furniture filled the large room, the floor a polished wood. It was masculine and dark.
Carmen stared up at him, her eyes taking in every mouth-watering inch. She watched as his hands unbuttoned his shirt, watched as the material slid down his arms to pool on the floor. With hungry eyes, she watched him unfasten his belt and step out of his shoes and pants. She unconsciously licked her lips when she saw he wasn’t wearing underwear. His cock stood proud and erect, begging for her attention.
Sliding from the bed onto her knees, she pulled him closer. Her tongue darted out to moisten her lips, drawing a groan from Dominic. With her eyes fastened on his, she slowly drew the length of him into her mouth. He felt velvety smooth against her tongue as she stroked him. With hands on his hips, she held him in place while she sucked and licked his cock, enjoying every moan he emitted, knowing she was the one responsible.
“If you don’t stop, this is going to end a lot sooner than I had hoped,” he said huskily.
With a final lick, she sat back on her heels. Dominic reached down and grasped her hand. Helping her stand, he reached for the straps on her costume. Easing first one sleeve down and then the other, he gently pushed the gown down past her breasts. He made such quick work of her bra she might as well not have been wearing one. Cupping them in his hands, he leaned down to kiss her, their tongues tangling together with a hunger neither had ever experienced. His thumbs rubbed over the erect peaks of her nipples. Letting his hands trail down her sides, he pushed the costume over her hips, letting it fall to the floor. Naked, Carmen stood in front of him, watching his eyes hungrily roam over her body. From the fire in his eyes, she knew he liked what he saw. She beckoned him to come closer as she backed away toward the bed.
Dominic reached out and lifted her onto the bed. Setting her down in the middle, he parted her legs. Crawling between her thighs, he bent his head, intent on pleasuring her as she had done him. He reached out to stroke her with his finger and found she was even wetter than she had been at the park. Slipping two fingers into her warmth, he licked her swollen clit, eliciting a gasp from her. He felt her body quiver from excitement.
Drawing the swollen nub into his mouth, he sucked on her while his fingers thrust in and out of her. He felt her thighs fall away until they were pressed to the mattress, her hips rising to meet his thrusting fingers. Reaching under her hips, he played with her ass, massaging her cheeks, drawing her closer.
Carmen whimpered, wanting more, but not sure any longer what precisely she wanted more of; she’d never experienced sex like this and she wasn’t sure she wanted it to end.
Feeling his fingers plunge into her pussy over and over as his mouth sucked and lit her clit, she found herself mindless with pleasure. She thrust her hips forward to meet the fingers in her pussy, and then thrust them back to meet the finger in her ass. She was disoriented with pleasure. As Dominic sucked on her harder, she felt her body letting go. She cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, leaving her limp and satisfied.
“Yes it has.”
“I don’t want it to end.”
Dominic gave her a small smile. “Who said it had to?”
With wide eyes, she stared at him, mesmerized. Could he possibly feel the same attraction she did? Could he want her as much as she wanted him?
Dominic leaned down and brushed his lips across hers. Cradling her face in his hands, his tongue traced the seam of her lips, begging for entry. When her lips parted ever so slight, his tongue delved into her mouth, tasting her, teasing her.
When the kiss ended, Carmen was breathing heavy and her heart was beating against her ribs like a bird’s wings beating against a cage. His lips had been strangely cool against hers, yet they’d ignited a fire she felt all the way to her toes. His soul spoke to hers on some level.
“Carmen. My beautiful Carmen,” he murmured, caressing her cheek.
“Am I? Yours I mean…”
He nodded. “Can’t you feel it?”
She nodded. “From the moment we first met.”
“Do you want to be mine? Do you want to be with me for an eternity?”
Her breath caught. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Do you understand what I’m asking of you?”
It took her a moment to realize he was being literal. Her eyes widened when she began to comprehend what that meant. “Your costume… it isn’t a costume, is it?”
His thumb stroked her cheek. “No. No, it isn’t. This is who I really am.”
She swallowed, not sure how to respond.
“Do you want to know what would be involved in becoming mine forever?”
She nodded slowly. Gathering her in his arms, he pulled her into his lap. Leaning in close, he spoke softly in her ear.
“First, I would slowly undress you,” he said as his hand slid up her leg. His fingers caressed her thigh as his hand slowly moved to her hip. Feeling the small strap of barely there panties on her hip, his eyes widened slightly in surprise. “It seems that wouldn’t be too difficult a task.”
Carmen blushed.
“Next, I would make love to you, worshiping your body with mine. When you felt you couldn’t take any more, I’d sink my fangs into your neck, drawing a small amount of your blood.”
She shivered as his hand slid between her legs, his fingers slipping underneath the edge of her panties, seeking out her moist heat.
“Then, I would allow you to drink a small amount of my blood. It wouldn’t turn you into a vampire, but it would gift you with eternal life. As long as I live, you shall live. If I should die, your immortality would also die.”
* * * *
She remained quiet and he tried to relax. He would give her time to make her decision, but he wouldn’t make it easy on her.
Feeling her wet heat, he slowly slid a finger inside of her pussy. Her legs parted slightly, allowing him entry. Withdrawing his finger, he flicked her swollen clit with his thumb, drawing a gasp from her.
“Does that sound like something you want to do, Carmen?”
“Yes, oh yes,” she murmured, arching her hips to meet his thrusting finger. With his free hand, he gently pulled down the top of her gown, exposing one creamy milk chocolate breast to the moonlit night. The nipple puckered in the cool air. Lowering his head, Dominic laved her nipple with his tongue. Sucking on the tight bud, he could tell her release was upon her. With his fingers sliding in and out of her, dripping with her juices, he felt her orgasm spiral through her, leaving her shaking and wanting more.
“I think we’d better move this elsewhere,” he murmured, removing his hand from under her dress and pulling her top back into place.
* * * *
Carmen couldn’t think. She’d never experienced passion such as this before and it left her weak with need.
“How about going to my place?” he asked her softly.
She nodded, willing to follow him anywhere if they could continue where they left off. Dominic stood and swept her into his arms. Walking quickly, they exited the park. Several buildings down, he stopped outside of a metaphorical black wrought iron door. Pushing some numbers into a hidden keypad, he opened the door and stepped into the cool interior of the house.
“This used to be like your building, a few apartments in one home. I had it converted back into a house when I purchased it.”
Not bothering with a tour, he quickly sought out his bedroom, placing his prized cargo on the bed, her hat instantly knocked astray. Not that she cared. She was too busy taking in her surroundings. The room had no windows, walls made of brick held iron light fixtures on the walls, candles flickering within them. Antique furniture filled the large room, the floor a polished wood. It was masculine and dark.
Carmen stared up at him, her eyes taking in every mouth-watering inch. She watched as his hands unbuttoned his shirt, watched as the material slid down his arms to pool on the floor. With hungry eyes, she watched him unfasten his belt and step out of his shoes and pants. She unconsciously licked her lips when she saw he wasn’t wearing underwear. His cock stood proud and erect, begging for her attention.
Sliding from the bed onto her knees, she pulled him closer. Her tongue darted out to moisten her lips, drawing a groan from Dominic. With her eyes fastened on his, she slowly drew the length of him into her mouth. He felt velvety smooth against her tongue as she stroked him. With hands on his hips, she held him in place while she sucked and licked his cock, enjoying every moan he emitted, knowing she was the one responsible.
“If you don’t stop, this is going to end a lot sooner than I had hoped,” he said huskily.
With a final lick, she sat back on her heels. Dominic reached down and grasped her hand. Helping her stand, he reached for the straps on her costume. Easing first one sleeve down and then the other, he gently pushed the gown down past her breasts. He made such quick work of her bra she might as well not have been wearing one. Cupping them in his hands, he leaned down to kiss her, their tongues tangling together with a hunger neither had ever experienced. His thumbs rubbed over the erect peaks of her nipples. Letting his hands trail down her sides, he pushed the costume over her hips, letting it fall to the floor. Naked, Carmen stood in front of him, watching his eyes hungrily roam over her body. From the fire in his eyes, she knew he liked what he saw. She beckoned him to come closer as she backed away toward the bed.
Dominic reached out and lifted her onto the bed. Setting her down in the middle, he parted her legs. Crawling between her thighs, he bent his head, intent on pleasuring her as she had done him. He reached out to stroke her with his finger and found she was even wetter than she had been at the park. Slipping two fingers into her warmth, he licked her swollen clit, eliciting a gasp from her. He felt her body quiver from excitement.
Drawing the swollen nub into his mouth, he sucked on her while his fingers thrust in and out of her. He felt her thighs fall away until they were pressed to the mattress, her hips rising to meet his thrusting fingers. Reaching under her hips, he played with her ass, massaging her cheeks, drawing her closer.
Carmen whimpered, wanting more, but not sure any longer what precisely she wanted more of; she’d never experienced sex like this and she wasn’t sure she wanted it to end.
Feeling his fingers plunge into her pussy over and over as his mouth sucked and lit her clit, she found herself mindless with pleasure. She thrust her hips forward to meet the fingers in her pussy, and then thrust them back to meet the finger in her ass. She was disoriented with pleasure. As Dominic sucked on her harder, she felt her body letting go. She cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, leaving her limp and satisfied.
Chapter Five
“Think you can take more?” Dominic whispered as he slid up her body, his cock poised at her entrance.
“Yes.”
His throbbing cock slid into her slick, hot pussy, until he was buried deep inside of her. He felt her grind her hips against him and smiled.
He thrust in and out of her slowly, enjoying the feel of her skin against his, the feel of her moist heat clutching him. He watched her toss her head from side to side, obviously wanting more. Reaching between their bodies, he found her clit, still as engorged as it was before. Stroking his thumb over it, he thrust into her harder.
“More… I want more,” she murmured.
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked, giving her time to back out
.
“Yes, I want everything you can give me.”
Sliding his hands under her back, he wrapped his fingers around her shoulders, pulling her body toward his with each thrust, slamming into her harder and faster with each stroke.
When he felt her body tense, felt her come, he bit down on her shoulder, drawing a small amount of her blood into his mouth. Swallowing down the selfless gift she had given him, he licked the wound until the blood flow stopped. Dominic continued to thrust into her, harder and harder until he finally let himself go. He collapsed on top of Carmen, drained. Slipping from her body, he pulled her into his arms.
“Are you ready for the last step?” he asked quietly.
She weakly nodded her head. Seeing no indecision in her expression, Dominic nipped his wrist, offering his blood to her. She sipped the warm, salty liquid until he drew back.
“Now we are bonded for eternity.”
Carmen smiled and nuzzled his neck. “Good. That means we get to do this many more times… after I’ve regained my strength.”
Dominic chuckled. “You’re insatiable.”
“Only for you,” she murmured, kissing him.
With a grin, Dominic rolled until her pliant body lay atop his. He was a lucky man. He had found a woman who was his equal to spend all eternity with.
“Yes.”
His throbbing cock slid into her slick, hot pussy, until he was buried deep inside of her. He felt her grind her hips against him and smiled.
He thrust in and out of her slowly, enjoying the feel of her skin against his, the feel of her moist heat clutching him. He watched her toss her head from side to side, obviously wanting more. Reaching between their bodies, he found her clit, still as engorged as it was before. Stroking his thumb over it, he thrust into her harder.
“More… I want more,” she murmured.
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked, giving her time to back out
.
“Yes, I want everything you can give me.”
Sliding his hands under her back, he wrapped his fingers around her shoulders, pulling her body toward his with each thrust, slamming into her harder and faster with each stroke.
When he felt her body tense, felt her come, he bit down on her shoulder, drawing a small amount of her blood into his mouth. Swallowing down the selfless gift she had given him, he licked the wound until the blood flow stopped. Dominic continued to thrust into her, harder and harder until he finally let himself go. He collapsed on top of Carmen, drained. Slipping from her body, he pulled her into his arms.
“Are you ready for the last step?” he asked quietly.
She weakly nodded her head. Seeing no indecision in her expression, Dominic nipped his wrist, offering his blood to her. She sipped the warm, salty liquid until he drew back.
“Now we are bonded for eternity.”
Carmen smiled and nuzzled his neck. “Good. That means we get to do this many more times… after I’ve regained my strength.”
Dominic chuckled. “You’re insatiable.”
“Only for you,” she murmured, kissing him.
With a grin, Dominic rolled until her pliant body lay atop his. He was a lucky man. He had found a woman who was his equal to spend all eternity with.