Adrienne, the statuesque red-haired vampire, is on the prowl. Hoping to find a young couple to meet both her sexual and feeding needs, she comes across a dark-haired beauty who captures her attention.
Upon following the woman, Adrienne discovers her dancing in a strip joint. Here she encounters the couple she'd been hoping for, yet depsite luring them both to bed, she can't seem to get her mind off the intense brunette stripper.
But their paths will cross again. The vampire will make sure of it...
This SHORT STORY (approximately 4K or 16 pages) is the start of the erotic vampire novella, Deadly Beauty told from the point of view of Adrienne. The first six chapters of Deadly Beauty, (totalling 16K) have also been included for your enjoyment.
Content Warning: Contains explicit sex and some violence. Intended for an +18 reader only. The excerpt also explicit language. Please do not continue reading if you are below the age of 18 or are easily offended.
Adrienne took control. Grabbing the blonde’s hand, she pulled the woman against her lush curves. She stood at least three inches taller so she dipped and slowly kissed the edge of her mouth, trailing across her jaw and down her neck.
The girl kissed her back, but only managed a couple of pecks before Adrienne started to work her way down. The man threw himself down on the bed and propped himself up on one elbow, nodding approvingly.
She pressed her lips against the delicate skin of her throat. The girl’s pulse thrummed beneath the surface, the excited beat filling Adrienne’s whole body. She inhaled deeply, drawing in the metallic tang of yet-to-be drawn blood.
Wrenching down the straps of the blonde’s bra and top, she bared her young, firm breasts, dusky pink nipples gracing their peaks. She stood, exposed and Adrienne stepped back surveying her.
“Not as big as I’d normally like,” she said in a playful tone. “But certainly more than a mouthful.”
With that, she bent her head and took one, hardened nipple between her lips, sucking it against the roof her mouth, rolling the nub with her tongue.
“Oh, you’re so cold,” she gasped, as Adrienne slid her tongue over the nipple, teasing it into a bullet.
Removing her lips, Adrienne said, “Wait until you feel my tongue on your pussy, then you’ll know cold.”
“Hell, yeah,” said the guy on the bed, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock. He pulled off his shirt and then wrapped his fingers around the solid length of his dick. His eyes fixed on the two women in front of him; he masturbated with slow firm strokes.
Adrienne reached beneath the girl’s skirt and hid a smile. No panties—she had been right. The musky scent of the girl’s arousal filled her nostrils. Her fingers touched the soft skin of her folds, already slick with cream, and she pushed deep into the hot wet of her cunt.
The blonde moaned, her legs trembling. She tried to reach out to Adrienne for support, but Adrienne grabbed both of her hands with just one of her own and held them above her head. With her fierce strength, the human didn’t stand a chance, helpless in Adrienne’s grasp.
Adrienne added a second finger to the girl’s snatch and she writhed in the vampire’s grip, her eyes rolling.
If only this was the same woman from the club.
She wished it was the dark-haired beauty she was fingering now and not this little blonde piece of ass.
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Published January 16, 2012
by Warwick House Press.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Gay & Lesbian.