Angels Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction / Fables/Fairytales Fan Fiction ❯ The Randomness of Love ❯ Would I Trust Her? (The Blood Count) ( Chapter 4 )

He growled at her in anger. How could she find it so simple to make love? My heart broke at the sight of her teary eyes. The dead blue orbs that could send me over the edge. And those lips would bring me back again.

I curled her red tendrils around my fingers and I masked my luxurious scent with hers as I lay my body over hers. She groaned in pleasure as my weight pinned her to the bed.

“Eli . . .”

She moaned loudly as my teeth gently nipped at her earlobe.

It was sensuous as my hands gently caressed her breasts. Her shapely legs wrapped around my torso.

“You feel so good.”

“You feel just as great, if not better.” She kissed me on the cheek wrapping her clothed arms around my neck. “I wish I could feed from you.” She trailed her lips down my neck. “It would be so erotic.” She whispered the last word in my ear.

I shuddered at the feel of her breath against my pulse. Yes, it would be. It always heightened the sexual atmosphere. To feel the blood flow across your tongue as you made love, it was purely delightful.

But I wouldn't dare. Not with her, I wasn't sure if I could restrain myself from sucking her dry. She had the warmest scent of any vampire I had known. And that alone kept my lips away from that beautiful spot.

It never did register in my mind that maybe what I was feeling was love if I didn't want to suck her dry. I chuckled and she shivered.

Her hand cupped my cheek as she looked at me with her unfeeling eyes. “You're such a beautiful boy.”

“Elizabeth.” I whispered in reply to her hideous comment. I was no boy.

Her lips pressed against mine, and I waged war on myself. If I was to kiss her back or pull back in order to spite her. But as time continued I felt my body react to her and my tongue slipped into her mouth.

She groaned in response to my actions. She was a lover, how ever dead she may be.

My fingers worked at ridding her of her corset and when it loosened I felt her unveiled breasts bounce against my chest. I broke into a smile. And I felt her hands slip into my pants. I bit my lip as I felt her cup me. I groaned and I felt the blood dripping down my chin.

I gulped looking down at her closed eyes as she caressed my long shaft. I smiled biting my tongue to let the blood fill my mouth. I kissed her letting my blood flow into her mouth. Her eyes widened as she tasted me and she groaned with pleasure.

I wasted no time with clothing as I slid myself inside her, removing my mouth from hers as I carefully nuzzled her neck. I let her scent over take me as I made slow love to her. Her hands held me and without thinking I bit into her neck reveling at the taste of her sweet blood in my mouth. She cried out in release. And if it had not been for my coming after her I feared I may have went further. My lips felt hers as our blood mixed.

(Neh that was um… wow.)

It wasn't much to say that it was the most erotic love-making I ever did. I enjoyed in thoroughly and my body was still on fire with need for her. Maybe I did love her, maybe I didn't. All I did know was that I wasn't meant for her. She was dead and fate no longer controlled her, I on the other hand was technically a live and well.

I smiled. I could make her pregnant if I wanted to and that would be the most horrific shock to her. To be dead and pregnant was truly something horrendous. Vampires weren't meant to have a child, which was the way the superiors wanted it. But I was a superior and had the ability to revoke it in any woman or man I chose. I snuggled against her. Would I trust her with a child?