She looked at him warily. She was just so confused. The man was gorgeous, tall. Around the six foot eight she had thought, and muscular. Those amazing green eyes seemed to see into her soul. Despite her fear, she felt very attracted to him, in fact her attraction to him was almost overwhelming her. She was having difficulty thinking sensibly of anything other than him.
Crazy, really, he looked about thirty and she was forty-two. He held his hands out to her again. For a moment, she wondered what those hands would feel like running across her body, then she shook her head, remembering what had happened. She was wondering why the hell she was thinking about sex!
“How do I know you won’t bite me again?” she asked warily.
“I promise I won’t bite unless you want me to.”
In that instant, Julie imagined his mouth on her breasts and she felt herself get hot thinking about him. She heard a snicker. Looking over, she saw Tomas was smothering a grin.
Oh no, did he just know what she was thinking? She had to think of something else. Something that didn’t involve him biting. Damn, that is no good, now she was thinking about him biting her lips.
He gave a guffaw.
She tried to glare at him, tried to get her thoughts back on track. Damn, he was looking at her and she could see desire on his face, his lips partly open. Wow, imagine those lips! Bet they would taste amazing. Imagine them licking her body, she closed her eyes and thought about them running across the top of her legs and settling against her mound.
He gave a slow, sensual laugh.
“Get out of my head!”
“I’m so sorry but your thoughts, they…I would…damn, they are pretty exciting.”
The more Julie tried to think about something else, the more she thought about sex. In the end, she threw her hands up in disgust and moved closer toward him.
“You make one move to bite me and I’ll…I’ll scream! Then I’ll hit you with this.” She shook the large flashlight at him.
Hiding a grin, he agreed.
“So tell me, you bit me, you had fangy teeth.” She sounded angry still. “What the fuck is going on?”
He sighed. “This is going to take a while to explain.”
“Guess what? I don’t plan on running through the forest in the dark.”
“Good, I don’t feel like chasing you through the trees tonight, maybe another time.”
For some reason that started her thinking of sex again. She gave a soft groan and shook her head resignedly.
“Just tell me.”
“How about you sit down?” He gestured to a rock that was close to the fire. “I’ll sit here.” He pointed to the ground nearby. “That way you can hit me with the torch if you feel the need.”
He dropped onto the ground near the rock, Julie just glared down at him. He was just about to start explaining when both of them went still. Julie looked at him, fear in her eyes. She stepped toward Tomas.
He held a finger to his mouth and quietly stood.
Julie felt clammy. She felt like thousands of spiders were crawling all over her. She tried to brush them off. Suddenly she had the urge to walk off into the trees. She started to move but Tomas pushed her down onto her knees.
“Ignore it. Listen to my voice and no other.”
Tomas then walked away from the fire, toward the trees. Julie could “hear” him talking to her in her head but she could also hear someone calling to her, telling her she must come.
“Julie, listen to me. Stay there beside the fire, please.”
Suddenly a man appeared. He looked at Julie and then at Tomas. He beckoned to Julie. She stood, then went to move toward him. He looked at her, telling her that she loved him and wanted him. He was so handsome, so loving. He would protect her from Tomas.
Tomas moved fast, in a heartbeat he was between her and the man.
“No Tomas, go away!” She tried to push by him. She whined, “Let me pass.”
Julie tried again to move past him to reach her man. Tomas leapt, he had a knife in his hand and Julie screamed.
The man looked away from her, instead he had his eyes on Tomas.
It was as if she had been blind and could now see. Instead of the handsome man, a gross skeleton-looking creature was standing near her. The stench from him was overwhelming and Julie fell to her knees retching. It looked even worse than something from a horror movie.
Tomas lunged with his knife and caught the creature in its side. Tomas turned quickly and punched it in the face while driving his knife deep into its chest. The creature went down on its knees and Tomas slashed across its throat.
He stepped back and raised one hand.
All at once, there was lightning. He pointed his arm at the foul thing and a bolt of lightning hit it, disintegrating it into dust.
Quickly, Tomas was at her side, holding her hair as she vomited. When she stopped, he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the tent, laying her on the sleeping bag.
“What…What was that thing?” she stammered. “What did you do?”
Julie started crying. It was if all her nightmares were coming to life.
“It’s called a strigoi, or what you would call a vampire.”
“Vampire? Vampire!” She shook her head in fear and sat up. “There are no such things as vampires.”
Tomas ran his hand up her arm, brushing across her breast, and he felt her moan against his mouth. The images in her mind were turning him on. She had actually dropped all her barriers unknowingly and he could read all her thoughts.
Foremost, she was worried that she was about to make love to a stranger, that he was so young. He had to smile at that.
That she wouldn’t satisfy him. More laughing in his mind with that one.
She was frightened that he was a monster and she wondered what she was getting herself into.
However, utmost was the fact that she was so drawn to him. In fact, she felt powerless to resist him. She was terrified that what she was feeling was love for him and she couldn’t understand why, what was happening.
Tomas pulled out of her head. He wanted to let her keep her secrets until she was ready to tell him herself. Instead, he concentrated on the wonderful feeling kissing her generated.
He moved a hand under her shirt. Moving his hand forward, he cupped one beautiful full breast, her nipple already hardening. He rolled it between his finger and thumb.
She was mewling softly in her throat, her tongue wrestling with his. He broke off their kiss, began kissing her neck, travelling lower until he could lift her shirt and take her sweet nipple into his mouth. He felt her hand on the back of his head, guiding him, holding him in place against her breast.
He had the urge to sink his fangs into the soft creamy flesh so, before he lost control, he pushed her back against the sleeping bag, unzipped her jeans, pulling them down over her legs and throwing them behind him.
He licked across her stomach, then her navel, before licking across her mound through her panties. Using one hand, he moved her panties aside to run his finger through her wetness. Looking up, he saw she was watching him with bright blue-grey eyes, her mouth slightly open. He slid his fingers into her panties and pulled them down. Her eyes widened as he bent his head to fulfil her imaginings.
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Julie couldn’t believe she was allowing this man, this stranger, to make love to her. However, if she were honest with herself, she’d wanted nothing else since the moment she’d discovered him. His kisses had set her on fire and now he was about to lick between her legs. She took a deep breath and held it as his head lowered.
Holding in a moan, she felt his tongue run the length of her slit to settle on her clit. He sucked and nibbled on that hard point and Julie grabbed the sleeping bag with both hands, trying hard to hold back her climax.
It was a losing battle.
His tongue and teeth were doing wonderful things. Suddenly, she felt him push a finger into her hot, wet channel. It was enough to send her orgasm crashing through her body. She tried hard not to call his name aloud with little success.
He continued to lick her, lapping all her juices as she continued to climax. When she finally stopped, she felt him moving up her body, suckling on each nipple before kissing her. She could taste her own sweetness on his lips as he pushed his tongue into her mouth.
One hand was still between her legs. It was making circles in her hair, occasionally pulling it gently. It was driving her crazy, she wanted him to push it into her or do something with it. She must have groaned or else he dipped into her mind, because he suddenly thrust it into her.
Julie wanted to see him fully naked. This morning she had left his undies on when she had cut his jeans off but now she wanted to see all of him revealed.
Suddenly in the back of her mind was a niggling of unease. She had cut his jeans off him and his shirt had been covered in blood, yet now he had clean clothes on.
The thought was lost as his mouth dropped to her nipple again.