PS01 - Tall, Dark & Lonely (19 page)

her leg on his back as leverage to move herself against his mouth. Soon she was moving on her own.

She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Later when she thought about this she would die of humiliation, but right now she

would die if she stopped. It felt heavenly. His tongue was strong and firm inside of her. He moaned, sending delicious

vibrations through her. She moved harder against him, she couldn’t help it and he didn’t seem to mind. Actually he seemed to

love it judging by his moans.

“Ephraim,” she moaned with her eyes closed as she ground herself against his mouth in a circular motion. He flicked her

tongue inside of her hard making her grab onto his head for both support and to keep him there. She looked down to see two

beautiful glowing red eyes watching her. It sent her over the edge.

She held on for dear life as a climax ripped through her. She screamed his name over and over again until she was too weak to

move. Still he didn’t stop. He licked her more softly. He focused on teasing her. It was too much. Her body couldn’t handle that

again so soon.

“Ephraim..no…please….I can’t do that again….it’s too much,” she panted.

He pressed a soft kiss against her slit. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stood up. “Shh, it’s okay.” He

scooped her up and carried her to the bed. He crawled in next to her pulling her into his arms.

She pressed lazy kisses to his chin. “Mmmm, that was so good, Ephraim. Thank you,” she said sleepily.

He chuckled. “You’re very welcome.”

“You’re eyes are still red,” she mumbled followed by a long yawn.

“Are you tired, sweetheart?” He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Mmmhmm.” Her eyes closed.

She wasn’t going to sleep. Not yet.

“Can I have a goodnight kiss then?” he asked softly.

She turned to face him with a sweet sleepy smile. “Yes.”

He placed his hand on her hip, holding her steady as he leaned in and brushed his lips over hers in a teasing kiss. He moved his

lips over hers until hers moved against his. He slowly deepened the kiss and waited while she slowly woke up and the kiss

turned hungry.

Madison felt her body stir once again. It didn't have a choice with Ephraim slowly grinding his hips against hers. He held her

securely against him as he slid his erection against her slit.

She was wet again. He could feel the evidence as it coated his hard shaft with each passing. She moaned into his mouth, letting

him know she loved the friction just as much as he did.

“Lift your leg,” he said quietly.

His hand was already pulling her leg up as he spoke. He pulled his hips back and moved forward, changing the angle until he

was pressed against her slit. He lowered her leg. It felt funny having his erection trapped between her legs and poking out the

back of them.

It stopped being funny when he began moving. “Oh god!” she gasped. It was an entirely new sensation. He was rubbing her clit

with every movement and teasing her core.

He cupped her breast as he kissed her and thrust gently between her legs. New moisture pooled between her legs. Didn’t he

understand what he was doing? It was too much. It was more than last time. She needed more. “Please! Ephraim, please!”

“Please what?” he asked against her mouth.

“Please!”

He thrust harder yet slower between her legs. “Do you want me inside of you?”

“Yes!”

“I want that, too,” he said quietly. Using his body he rolled her onto her back. Her legs came up around him, holding him tightly

against her. She was afraid he would stop. There was no chance of that happening.

“This is going to hurt,” he warned.

Chapter 11

“I don’t care, Ephraim! Just do it please!” she begged.

He chuckled softly as he positioned himself. He could see her. He could see everything. Darkness meant nothing to him. He

saw everything as clearly as if it were day only in blue tints and he was never happier about that than right now.

She could see his eyes in the dark. They were bright and intense, but she couldn’t see his jaw set tightly or the look of

possession on his face. She was his. She just didn’t know it yet. He slowly pushed in watching the expression on her face. He

slipped past her entrance and continued to push.

It was the tightest hold he’d ever experienced. He always dealt with women with experience. He was too afraid to be any

woman’s first and he wouldn’t do it anyway. He was brought up to believe that if you bedded a virgin you stole from her future

husband. No, back then you married the woman you deflowered and that rule stuck with him even to this day.

He had to stop when he came across the evidence of her virginity. Once he broke through she was his. That wasn’t what

stopped him though. Once he broke through her maidenhood there would be pain and blood.

Madison’s
blood.

He didn’t know how he would react once her blood hit the air. Why hadn't he thought about this before? All he thought about

since the day on the side of the road was burying himself to the hilt in her body. Of course he would start to think clearly once

he was inside of her, he thought dryly.

“Ephraim is something wrong?” her voice was pained.

“I can’t do this,” he said, pulling back from her.

“Ephraim?” Her voice shook. “Did I do something wrong? Is it me?”

Oh god, she was breaking his heart. “No, baby, you didn’t do anything.” He pulled out of her body. It was the most difficult

thing he’d ever done in his life. He turned his back on her and sat on the edge of the bed.

His hands clenched into fists in his lap. He dropped his head and tried to calm down. His body shook with need for her.

“Ephraim?” She moved across the bed until she was hugging him. Pressing her breasts against his back.

He shook his head in agony. “Baby, please stop you’re killing me.”

“Stop what?”

“Touching me.”

She pulled back. “You don’t want me to touch you?” her voice broke.

“I want you to touch me so much, baby. It’s all I think about, but we forgot something.”

“Condoms?”

He chuckled harshly. “No, I don’t need them. Disease can’t live in my body.”

“Then what?”

“Blood, baby, you’re going to bleed when I take away your virginity and I’m afraid of my reaction to your blood. I don’t trust

myself not to give into bloodlust.”

“Have you ever slept with a woman when she was bleeding?” she asked curiously.

He cringed. “I don’t want to talk about other women, Madison. I haven’t been with a woman in a very long time. They didn’t

mean anything to me then and they mean less now.” He heard her breath catch.

“You’re the only one I’ve ever cared about. Believe me if I didn’t I would have taken your virginity just now without a second

thought. I can’t hurt you.” He dropped his face into his hands.

“Answer the question. Have you slept with a woman while she had her period?”

He sighed, “Yes.” It used to be one of his favorite times to be with a woman. He loved tasting blood mixed with a woman’s

juices.

“Did you ever have a problem with bloodlust then?”

“No, I was always in control.”

“So, you never bit any of them?”

He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. “I never said that.”

Madison moved away from him. She sat in the middle of the bed and brought her legs up, hugging them. “If you bit them then

why would it be a problem if I bled a little bit?”

His hands dropped back into his lap. “I bit them for pleasure and hunger. It was a way to get what I wanted and give them

something in return.”

“Something in return?” She was confused.

“A bite during sex makes the orgasm more intense. It also makes a woman’s blood rush faster so I can feed faster without the

woman realizing that she’d just been my midnight snack.”

“But you never killed any of them,” she guessed.

“No.”

“So, then we should be safe.”

He laughed without humor. “No, we would not be safe. Do you remember the day we met?”

“Yes, at the car.”

“Do you remember what happened at the car?” He looked over his shoulder to watch her.

“Yes, Jill hit on you. Joshua took ten years off my life with that question about sluts and you were very rude.”

He nodded. “Yes, I was, but you’re forgetting the most important thing.”

“What?”

“You cut yourself.”

“So?”

“So, it was only because the two children were there to make me pause and think, step back and focus. The only thing I could

think about was getting the hell away from you so I went inside. The further I walked away from you the clearer I thought. I had

to fight the urge to go back. I remembered what I had at stake and what would happen if I took you. Madison, you have no idea

how bad it was.”

“No idea about what? What did you have to stop yourself from doing?”

He only looked at her. “What, Ephraim, tell me what the big deal was?”

“I would have jumped over that car and ripped your throat out with my teeth and there would not have been anything in this

world that would have torn me off you until I had the very last drop of your blood on my tongue.”

“Oh, I guess that explains it,” Madison said wryly, trying to lighten the mood after that confession.

“I tried to explain it to you, Madison.”

“Yes, you did.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t say that.”

“I don’t know what else to say. I can’t take any chances with you. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“And if I bled you would lose control?” she asked.

He nodded. “If you cut yourself right now you would have to run to get your gun and pray to god that I could hold myself back

long enough for you to put a bullet between my eyes.”

She winced. “If you bled while I was inside you, while I’m already out control I would probably fuck you until you were

drained properly.”

“Thanks so much for the gentle words,” she mumbled.

“I’m not going to sugar coat it for you, Madison. You need to understand the dangers of being with me. You of all people need

to know.”

“I still don’t understand that. Why me? What’s so different about me?”

He looked away from her. “I don’t know. I’ve never heard of this happening to anyone else before.”

“So everyone’s blood tastes the same?”

“No, everyone’s is different.”

“How so?”

“Baby, can we do this at another time?”

“Are you okay?”

“No.” He shook his head. “I can’t think of anything but you right now. I need to leave the room before I do something stupid.”

“Oh, can you just answer that question?” She noticed for the first time that his body was trembling.

She heard his quick intake of breath. “Some people taste bad, really bad. It could be because of disease, age, there are a

number of things that could go wrong in the human body and they all show up in the blood.”

“Makes sense,” she agreed.

“Let’s say a person indulges in sweets then their blood will be sweet. The same could be said about alcohol or drugs I would

taste that. Others…well, think of all the things that you do during the day, what you eat, what you drink, the air you breathe, the

people who surround you. All of that influences your blood. It makes each person’s blood unique.”

“Okay, so all we have to figure out what’s making my blood unique then I’ll stay away from it.” She felt relieved. This should

be simple enough. She would change her diet and cleanse her system. It might take a little while but she could do it.

Ephraim stood up. “Madison, it’s not that simple. There is nothing that you’re eating or doing that is causing this.”

“How do you know? I might somehow be doing the correct assortment of things that makes me irresistible.”

Ephraim kept his back to her. She didn’t need to see how aroused he still was. It was beyond painful. “Madison, it’s nothing

you’re doing. I can guarantee that by the fact that you are still alive. If it was solely based on your blood you would have been

killed long ago. Just going out at night put you in danger if that was the case.”

“Maybe I’ve never come across a vampire before.”

“Madison, do you remember two months ago when I was at the bar and some of your friends dragged you in there?”

“Yes.” She wasn’t likely to forget that night. Every woman there seemed to have eyes for him. And every drunk seemed to have

loose hands for her.

“There were five vampires in there that night. If your blood had held one tenth the power it holds for me I would never have

been able to keep them away from you. They would have ripped me and everyone that got in their way apart.”

“Wait, you protected me?”

“Yes, of course.”

“If my blood doesn’t hold the same value to them as it does to you then why were they after me?”

He sighed. “You’re a virgin, Madison. Your blood is pure. It’s a treat. Plus you are a very beautiful woman. They’d be fools

not to want you.”

“So, I’m still a-“

“Yes, I didn’t take you.” He moved towards the door. “I’m sorry about this, baby. Goodnight.”

******

He was near tears. Twenty minutes after leaving her room and he still couldn’t find relief. No matter how much he thought

about her, the way she felt, the way she tasted and moved on his mouth, relief wouldn’t come. For the last ten minutes he’d

been stuck on the verge of release.

“So this is hell.” He dropped his hand away and took a deep breath. He needed to think about something else, something to