Vampire Friday o7.21.17

Welcome to Vampire Friday! I have been M.I.A. for weeks. I've just been so busy with summer vacation. I have been working on the following snippet for a few weeks now because that's how slow I am writing. Adulting has taken priority over my writing, unfortunately.

So, this picks up right where we left off the last time I posted, after Karlea staked Vaughn. After helping Jake get all the splinters out, she was about to help Vaughn.

Vaughn still sat on the bedroom floor, attempting to pull the splinters out, as Karlea walked into the room. Vaughn watched her as she made her way over, setting her tea on the dresser. She knelt beside him, Jake keeping watch from the doorway.
"Are you here to push the splinters in deeper?" Vaughn said, trying to move away from her, the splinters making it difficult.
"Don't tempt me." Karlea replied. She wiped the knife on the towel. "I'm here to help. Let me see."
Vaughn looked at Jake, he was covered in blood, much as she was. 
She could see where some of the splinters were underneath his skin as her fingers caressed his torso. 
"Hold still." she said as she made an incision. Vaughn gritted his teeth, but laughed through the pain.
"It all fascinates you, doesn't it?" Vaughn asked, as he watched her, her attention caught on the bleeding incision. 
"Maybe." She said quietly, as she felt for the splinters. She stuck her fingers inside the wound, reaching for splinters. "This is probably the only time I'll touch you like this, so you better enjoy it."

Jake snickered in the corner, Vaughn glancing at him.
"Did Jake tell you we've shared before?" He questioned. Karlea let a splinter slip through her fingers, letting it poke Vaughn. She smiled as he winced.
"Not directly," She answered, "But I get the sense you have more than once."
"Aw, Jake, you've got to share the stories." Vaughn said, smiling. "Remember Katie? She was fun--"
"Not now, Vaughn." Jake interrupted, as Karlea looked up at him. She took a splinter she had a hold of and jabbed it into Vaughn, making him yell out in pain. Jake laughed.
"You're not going to make me jealous with past loves and bloodbags." Karlea commented, "You're vampires, I'm sure things are complicated and don't follow the traditional norm."
"You just had to go for the bold bartender, didn't you, Jake?"
"I like her." Jake replied, winking at Karlea, who smiled.
"Apparently, she's covered in blood in places she shouldn't be." Vaughn replied, referencing the blood on her neck and face. 
Vaughn winced again, making Karlea lose her her grip on another splinter.
"Stop moving. I didn't even jab that one into you this time."
Vaughn stared at her.
Karlea looked at Jake before offering her wrist to Vaughn.
"Just drink. It will push them out. But you better stop when I tell you to." 

"Why are you helping me?" He asked as he looked at her wrist.
"As if you didn't hear us talking out there. Apparently, you and Jake are a packaged deal. If I'm with Jake, I take you on, too."
"So, what exactly does that mean?" Vaughn bared his fangs.
Karlea looked at him. "Sharing." She finally said. 
Vaughn smiled and sank his fangs into her wrist. She stifled her moan and focused on pulling the splinters as her blood made them push out of Vaughn. 
Jake appeared behind her, tapping his fingers on her shoulders.
"Are you okay?" He asked, as Vaughn continued to drink, his wound healing itself.
"Yeah, I'm good." 
She felt Jake kneel down behind her. He locked his fingers with hers, bringing her hand up to his mouth, planting small kisses on it.  He pressed his lips to her throat. Her breath became heavy with anticipation, as she tilted her head to the side to give him better access. This time her voice filled the room, as Jake bit down. Her hand reaching behind his neck to hold him to her. 
Finally she said, "You both need to stop or I'm going to pass out."
Vaughn surprisingly let go first, followed by Jake.
"My blood is still in your system. I can taste it. It will heal you. A little more won't hurt." Jake said, drunk on her, before sinking his fangs back in. 

Well, that got out of hand....
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Linda Hamonou

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~Siren X

MidWeek Tease o6.28.17

Welcome to MidWeek Tease! A big thanks to Angelica Dawson for hosting this blog hop! I forgot to sign up last week, so I held onto this post until now.

Let's continue on with my WIP. It's about a young, wealthy, winery owner and artist, who falls for a woman who works at the art museum. He is immediately drawn to her not only because he thinks she is beautiful, but because she is so bold and sassy. Only his true identity must not ever be known to her. Both struggle to fight their growing attraction to each other, until Anton proposes a strictly physical affair. But how long will it last before they admit to each other that they want something more? And what will happen if she discovers his secret? 

Where we last left off, Anton's fantasies of Charlotte were disrupted when he was worried about her taking a bubble bath alone, knowing how tired she was. He is now trying to get his mind off of her drowning in the bathtub...

My hands touching her slick wet body as i entered into the bubblebath behind her. She rested on me while we relaxed in the warm water. I massaged her shoulders, eventually bringing my lips to her skin and kissing her. I moved up to her neck, kissing it long and slow before I bit down, causing her to moan loudly. The water rippling almost over the edges as she moved her body against mine from pleasure of the bite. As soon as I let go, she turns around and straddles me, water spilling completely over. She forces me inside her, impaling herself on me, each time more water spilling over. My hands holding her at her hips. We kiss long and passionately as she continues her movement. I wrap my arms around her, and lift her up as i attempt to stand. I carry her out of the bathtub and into the bedroom, her nipples hardening at the colder air. Our bodies dripping water everywhere. I set her down on the bed, kneeling over her. I enter her hard. She shivers from the change in temperature and from the sensation of me moving in her as she wraps her body around mine. We fuck hard, her noises alerting me to when she is almost at the brink. I wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze lightly as I kiss her hard at the same time, it all bringing me to the brink, too. I can’t hold on and release myself into her forcefully, which causes her to let go, her pussy clenching around me as she stops breathing and rides the waves of her orgasm.

I moaned out loud, my real release happening in my hand. I could only hope she was doing the same in the bathtub as she thought about me.

I cleaned myself up and still maintained my hardness. Fastanizing about her only made it worse. If this was how it was going to be, I should be seeking final death in no time. Some of my fantasies had to stay just that. I had to be careful how close I got to her. There would no making love to her and holding her till morning, she would definitely discover that I had no heartbeat and that my “breathing” was irregular. We could play, but certain romantic things would sadly have to be left out.

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WeWriWa / Snippet Sunday o6.25.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Where we last left off, Karlea was getting her breakfast of sorts...
(Heat Level = Dangerous)

His fingers wound into her hair.
"Yesss." He hissed, as he felt his tip hit the back of her warm throat. Her mouth moved up and down on him. More sexy, deep growls filling the room, making them both forget that a world existed outside his bedroom. She lifted her free hand up to him, he took her index finger into his mouth, sucking on it before biting down, tasting her blood. He let go, guiding her wrist to his fangs, getting a better taste of her. He thrusted slightly with her movements until his hands held her head in place as he thrusted one final time. His seed hitting the back of her throat. Her hand held his shaft as she moved slowly up, licking the tip clean. 

Are they both going to want more?

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Vampire Friday o6.22.17

Welcome to Vampire Friday, my favorite day of the week!

Where we left of last week, Karlea pulled the stake from Jake and then Vaughn. Her and Jake, later talked about about their relationship and how Vaughn is involved in it. 

"I guarantee you wouldn't like me as much." Jake continued. "Everything will test us being together." 
Karlea reached for his hand and held it. He winced and grabbed his side.
"May I borrow your knife?" He asked. 
Karlea nodded and went in search of her messenger bag in the living room. When she found it, she pulled her pocket knife from it and handed it over to Jake. He lightly kissed her forehead and made his way to his bathroom. Karlea followed behind as she watched him get a few towels from the linen closet. He stood in front of the sink, running his fingers over the area where Vaughn had staked him. He could feel the bumps of splinters underneath is skin. 
"You might want to turn away." Jake warned.
He used her knife to cut open his side as Karlea watched in somewhat fascination, his eyes turning back over to red. His blood pouring down him as he tried to catch it with a towel and not make a mess of his bathroom. Realizing it was pointless, he gave up. He reached his fingers into the wound, trying to pull the splinters out. He managed one and threw it into the sink. He pulled out a few more, but had trouble in doing so, wincing against the pain. 
"Here let me." Karlea said, "Sit."
She walked into the bathroom, setting down her tea on the floor as Jake sat on the counter. She squatted down to wound level and reached her fingers in, pulling out a few splinters.
"Most humans would be completely grossed out by this." Jake said through gritted teeth. 
"We've already established I'm not like most. Maybe I was a surgeon in a past life." She joked. 
He moved as she tried to grab another splinter, it slipping from her fingers. Karlea looked up at him, looking into his red eyes. She lifted her left wrist to his mouth.
"Drink. It will help, right?"
Jake nodded. He grabbed onto her wrist with his bloody hands and bit down carefully, listening to a small moan escape her lips. Her blood causing the splinters to move up and almost out. Karlea quickly pulled them all out as Jake continued to drink.
"I think I got them all." She said as she watched his wound close up. She felt him slow down on his drinking. "Don't stop."
She stood up as he drank at a slightly faster pace. His head resting on her chest as she placed her other arm around him, her breath heavy. He slowed down again, finally pulling away, her wrist covered in his bloody fingerprints.  
"Thank you." He said, looking at her.
"Whenever you need blood, tell me. I'll give it to you."
"That would be like all the time."
"Then its all the time until I have no more to give."
He placed his bloody hands on her face, kissing her passionately, as she touched his face with her also bloody hands.
"We'll take on all those tests together." Karlea said, referring to what Jake had said to her in the kitchen. 
He kissed her again. She broke away, looking at the mirror directly in front of them. It was just her.
"You have no reflection."
"You just noticed that?"
Karlea shook her head.
"Yeah, that's a vampire thing. This mirror is made with silver, most are not anymore. I have to be careful around them in public until I'm certain they will cast my reflection."
"So much to be aware of."
"You get accustomed to it." He replied, "I'm not fond of pure silver. It burns us, if it touches our skin. Most cheap jewelry isn't pure enough, which is why your rings don't hurt me. Silver backed mirrors won't cast a reflection and film with silver halide won't capture our image. Your vampire history lesson for the day."
Karlea smiled, wiping her hands on the towel. She grabbed her knife.
"What are you doing?" He asked. 
"Helping Vaughn." She answered with a little bit of reluctance in her voice, grabbing her tea from the floor. 

Will Vaughn take her help? Or will he hurt her?

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Linda Hamonou

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

WeWriWa / Snippet Sunday o6.18.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Where we last left off, Karlea FINALLY ripped the sheet off of Armani. He was wearing that for way too long ;)

Armani grabbed onto her hair, pulling her into a deep kiss, her lips full of a need that was ferocious, her hand searching for him. Once she found his shaft, she stroked him hard. A low growl escaped his lips, only encouraging her more. She pulled away from his kiss, only to kiss his body, making her way down as she continued to stroke him. Another low growl escaped him as her mouth enclosed over his tip. Her pussy throbbed, but it would have to wait for what it wanted because at this moment she wanted all of him in her mouth. She sucked hard on the tip, still stroking his shaft. Her tongue then glided over him from tip to base, and back up, until her saliva had covered all of his rock hard erection, leaving him a wet mess. Her mouth once again enclosed over his tip, but then kept moving downward.

That's 10. I have to stop there. Sorry, not sorry. :p

I actually have next week's WeWriWa post already written up, which continues this scene above. I must be really excited to share this part because writing up blog posts ahead of time NEVER happens. Lol.

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Vampire Friday o6.16.17

Welcome to Vampire Friday, my favorite day of the week!

Where we last left off, Vaughn walked in on Jake and Karlea having sex and confessing their love to one another. After threatening to kill and turn Karlea, Vaughn staked Jake - only not through the heart so he was still alive, just paralyzed. While Vaughn was busy taunting Jake, Karlea surprised Vaughn with a stake that just missed his heart...

Karlea rushed over to Jake's side. SHe looked at the stake in him, she knew she had to pull it out, but she was scared to. She tried to pull it out, but it was lodged deep into him. Vaughn had said the stakes would splinter and Karlea didn't know how to pull it out to reduce that risk. She used both of her hands to pull it free from his body.

He immediately came to, sitting up against the wall. His eyes had turned to red. Karlea let out a long breath and wrapped her arms loosely around Jake's neck in a small embrace as to not hurt him more. She needn't say anything, Jake already knew what she was feeling. Although, he had been paralyzed by the stake, he was still able to see her reaction and heard the terrified scream. He patted her arm.
"I'm okay, Karlea." He said, quietly. 
His wound healed painfully as he fought against it, Karlea trying to hold onto him, but he was just so strong compared to her. 
"Vaughn." Jake's sire bond pulling him to Vaughn, although Jake didn't want it to. Jake reached for Vaughn, but the splinters that were left in him made it too painful. Jake yelled out in pain. 
"I didn't kill him. I think I wanted to." She said. "I'm so sorry. He made you. And I want to kill your sire."
Jake shook his head, "Its okay, Karlea, he was going after you, next."
"I didn't do it because of me. I did it because he attacked you."
"An effect of my blood." Jake put his arm around her. "I'm supposed to be protecting you, not the other way around."
Jake slowly moved over to Vaughn, to pull out the stake.
"You might want to be out in the hallway when I do this. Or maybe out of the state." He said.
"I'll do it. I'm not afraid of him." She replied.
Karlea went over to him. 
"Listen up, I know you can hear me. Do anything like this again and next time I don't miss your heart."
She pulled the stake from him, throwing it down next to him. He immediately sat up against the wall. 
"I need to get to the kitchen." Jake said.
"Okay." She acknowledged. 
She grabbed her underwear from the floor. Jake and Vaughn watched her put it back on. Jake slowly made it to his feet. Karlea rushed over to put her arm around him to try to help him walk out to his kitchen.

Karlea watched him move around the kitchen. For a vampire, his movements were slower than usual, and much slower than Karlea's. 
"There's still splinters in me. I need to get them out."
Within minutes, Jake set a cup of tea in front of Karlea.
"We need to talk."
Karlea shook her head and took a sip of the tea.
"I've never been able to fully break my vampire-sire bond with him, no matter how much I hated him when he turned me and throughout the centuries for things he's done. I've lived far, far away from him for years and I still couldn't completely break it off. What I'm trying to say is Vaughn and I are a packaged deal. He's always going to be there. He's always going to be watching. He might always walk in on us having sex. If you can't handle that, I understand."
"I told you, I can handle him. I'll gladly take you both on."
Jake smiled, reaching out to put his hand over hers that was holding the mug of tea. 
"Vaughn acts on urges and impulse. Most vampires do. Few manage it and suppress it."
"You manage it." She said.
"Haha, see I have you fooled into thinking I do. It's difficult and it takes a lot of energy. I can slip so easily..."


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Linda Hamonou

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

MidWeek Tease o6.14.17

Welcome to MidWeek Tease! A big thanks to Angelica Dawson for hosting this blog hop!

Let's continue on with my WIP. It's about a young, wealthy, winery owner and artist, who falls for a woman who works at the art museum. He is immediately drawn to her not only because he thinks she is beautiful, but because she is so bold and sassy. Only his true identity must not ever be known to her. Both struggle to fight their growing attraction to each other, until Anton proposes a strictly physical affair. But how long will it last before they admit to each other that they want something more? And what will happen if she discovers his secret? 

Where we last left off Anton was having some fantasies about Charlotte :)

My thoughts wandered to exploring her beautiful body; starting at her soft lips and kissing downward. Stopping at her neck to feel the blood pumping through her jugular, letting it tempt me, but knowing what was coming next would be so much better. Continuing down to her breasts, kneading them, then nibbling, licking, and rolling her nipples between my fingers. A mixture of pleasure and pain, until she was at the height of arousal. Moving down to her navel as she squirmed and giggled. My fingers traveling down further to where her heat radiated. She squirmed and giggled more, until my fingers found their way inside her - adding her moaning to the mix. A low moaning mixed with a giggle as my mouth moved even further down, finding the sweet spot my fingers had already found. Her moaning increasing as I removed my fingers, letting my tongue explore her. Circling her clit slowly once I could tell she was on verge, making her wait for it. When I had figured she waited long enough, i plunged my fingers back in her, and letting my tongue continue on her clit. My fingers assaulting her deeper each time, until she just couldn’t hold on any longer. Her body exploding against my tongue and around my fingers.

My phone vibrated next to me, snapping me from fantasy. I was going to ignore it, thinking it was business as usual, when I picked it up to silence it and saw it was a text from Charlotte. She thanked me for the video and said she was going to watch it as she took that bubble bath she so desparately needed. I didn’t know if she was being honest about the bubble bath or trying to tease me. I joked back that that the talk was boring to be careful not to fall asleep in the bathtub.

Suddenly, that seemed like a reality that could happen, knowing how tired she had been. I didn’t know if she lived alone or with roommates who would notice if she started to drown. I quickly added to my text, to please text back when she was done, so I knew she didn’t drown herself. She replied, that knowing about my artwork, she doubted the talk would be boring, but would text.

Her life was now important to me and I would do anything to keep her safe and alive. As I tried to get my mind off of the possibility of her falling asleep in the bathtub, I thought about her beautiful naked body under the water and bubbles. She had said responded to my note at the museum to my delight that she might take me up on that bubble bath one day.

Charlotte, I think you ruined the moment, lol.

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Bleeding Hearts & Fangs, ~Siren X

WeWriWa / Snippet Sunday o6.11.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Where we last left off, Karlea had asked why she was naked but yet, Armani still had a sheet wrapped around him...

"Because a certain someone has not had the balls to rip it off me, yet. I've been waiting patiently..." He responded through gritted teeth.
She smirked, reaching for the sheet, but Armani caught her hand fast, startling her slightly.
"I'm warning you, love, I may lose control waiting so long." 
She ignored him, pulling her hand free of his grip, and quickly yanked on the sheet, setting it free from his body. Her attention now caught by Armani's naked body before her, although she had her memories of last night back, it was still like seeing him naked for the first time all over again.
"Like what you see?"
"Yes." She answered with such seductiveness.

Oh my... What could possibly happen next?

Thanks for reading! Its the last two weeks of school and I have my kiddos this weekend, so I'll do my best to make the rounds. Also thank you everyone who has mentioned my blog on social media. I haven't been able to keep up to share, retweet, comment, and thank. I'm lagging on social media. 

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Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Vampire Friday o6.o9.17

Welcome to Vampire Friday, my favorite day of the week!

Where we last left off, Jake almost lost control and turned Karlea in a heat of passion. Karlea not helping, but encouraging Jake. Afterwards, she was weak from blood loss and her and Jake fell asleep next to each other. Jake had warned her that his blood that was still in her system would not only heal her blood loss, but cause vivid erotic dreams as she slept...

Karlea stirred. Her eyes fluttered open to find herself still against Jake. She looked up to find him awake and staring at her. She smiled and closed her eyes, snuggling against him more. "I would love to wake up like this all the time."
"That could happen. How are you feeling?" He asked.
"Much better." She opened her eyes and looked at him. "You weren't kidding about those dreams."
"I wasn't." Jake replied, "You were yelling out in your sleep a lot and pressing yourself against me --"
"Sorry." 
"I didn't mind, but it did things to me." Jake smiled, placing her hand on his hard erection. "I wasn't sure if I should just lift you up and put you on me, and let you enjoy it in real life while you were dreaming."
"Maybe next time you should." She said raising her eyebrows, her hand stroking him.
"You'll have to tell me about these dreams, so we can make them happen."
He kissed her, the kiss igniting her passion. She kissed him back with urgency as his hands traveled over her body. His cock throbbing against her hand. He pulled her in tighter to him, wrapping her leg around him. It didn't take much effort to find his way inside, filling her. She moaned loudly as he did, sounding just as she did in her sleep. She pulled away from his lips, smiling and breathing heavily. He thrusted in her a few times, each time she moaned, before lifting her up and repositioning her so she was straddled on top of him. He left his hands on her hips, guiding her in the movement. He could tell how close she was already by the hot fluids that were escaping her and by how tight she was clenching around him. He moved his hands slowly up to her breast, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Her reaction was to ride him faster and harder. It wasn't going to take him long either with that kind of reaction from her. He was sure their sounds were filling his whole apartment. He wrapped his arms around her pulling her down into a kiss. 
"I love you." Escaped his lips as she pulled away.
"I love you, too." She breathed, falling over the edge of orgasm...

"My progeny is in love with a human, fabulous." Vaughn said, as he entered the room with fury. Jake was so lost to the moment, he never sensed Vaughn in his apartment. Karlea fell against Jake as he pulled the comforter over her bare skin.
"Don't you ever fucking knock?" Jake shouted, frustrated, he was so close before Vaughn burst into the room.
"By all means," Vaughn said, taking a sip of the glass of whiskey in his hand, "please continue, this is better than porn. It's not like I haven't watched you fuck before, Jake."
Vaughn referencing the old times where he and Jake would take on the night, courting beautiful woman, only to sleep with them and kill them in the end. "I want to watch the surprise at the end where you kill this one and then turn her."
"Not happening today." Jake said as he unwrapped himself from Karlea. Before she could blink, Jake was already standing, pulling his briefs up. He turned around and tried to cover Karlea more.
"Like I've never seen a beautiful human woman naked before." Vaughn retorted.
Karlea threw the covers off her and jumped out of Jake's bed, standing in front of Vaughn.
"And now you've seen me." She said with an attitude. She watched as both their mouths dropped for a split second. Jake's then turning into a smile at her boldness. Vaughn's eyes turning to lust as Karlea grabbed her t-shirt off of the floor and put it on. 
"What are you doing here?" Jake asked.
"I brought you the things you asked for..." Vaughn replied, taking the small wooden stakes out of his pocket and placing them on the dresser. Vaughn somewhat anxious to get them off his person, just in case. "So, now, back to the issue at hand. My progeny is in LOVE with a human woman. This can only end by her being turned, as well. Even if she's not ready for such things. I demand as your sire, you turn her now because if I have to do it, it won't be pretty."
"Better watch it, Vaughn, I see hints of Reed in you." Jake said, knowing bringing up his connection to Reed was always a sore spot for Vaughn.
"I'm sure yours will surface at some point, too," Vaughn replied, "if he's in me then he's in you, don't forget that, its in our bloodline. And just think if he surfaces when you are with her."
Jake looked over at Karlea. Before he could look back over at Vaughn, Vaughn came at him, plunging a stake into his side. Jake fell to the floor. 
"Jake!" Karlea screamed, tears immediately rolling down her cheeks, the room began to spin at the loss of Jake. Her heart pounding against her chest.
"You have so much to learn." Vaughn taunted. "He's not dead. If I were to stab you with one of these anywhere, you would most likely die. Vampires on the other hand, only a stake through the heart will end immortality. Anywhere else is just paralysis. These ones splinter really bad, so removing all the splinters is a bitch. Probably good to know that beforehand."
Vaughn turned to Jake, "Isn't that right, Jake? Now, am I going to make you watch from the front row as your human love dies and comes back anew as a vampire? She'll probably still love you, but there is the whole who sired her thing she'll have deal with."
While Vaughn was busy taunting Jake, Karlea quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. She grabbed a stake from dresser and ran at Vaughn with all of her strength, driving the stake close to his heart. His heavy body fell next to Jake's.


Thanks for reading! You can read more great authors here:
Linda Hamonou

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

MidWeek Tease o6.o7.17

Welcome to MidWeek Tease! A big thanks to Angelica Dawson for hosting this blog hop!

Let's continue on with my WIP. It's about a young, wealthy, winery owner and artist, who falls for a woman who works at the art museum. He is immediately drawn to her not only because he thinks she is beautiful, but because she is so bold and sassy. Only his true identity must not ever be known to her. Both struggle to fight their growing attraction to each other, until Anton proposes a strictly physical affair. But how long will it last before they admit to each other that they want something more? And what will happen if she discovers his secret? 

Where we last left off, Anton was having issues controlling himself as he had a glass of wine with Charlotte at the museum - a bit of his dominance made an appearance. He walked Charlotte to her car at the end of the night, asking if he could take her out on a date. Charlotte kissed him on the cheek as he hugged her goodbye. Anton said a few things in his native Romanian before walking off..

“I’m not going to remember that.” She yelled, a bit frustrated.

She repeated the first one well, but completely destroyed the second thing I had said, as I walked to my car. Either way, it made my already hard cock, stiffen even more and strain painfully against the zipper of my trousers. As I opened the car door, I looked over. She was already in her car with the lights on, hooking up her phone to the stereo, the light thumping of the bass emitting through her windows.

I sat in my car and did the same, only electing to put on classical in hopes it would calm my mind. I could feel my eyes changing over and my fangs extending. I discretely adjusted myself. As I put my car into drive, she had started to drive away. I looked at her. She smiled and headed towards the exit of the parking lot. I followed behind, the urge to follow her home striking hard. The monster in me  trying to convince me that it was late, no one would be around to see the things I would do to her as she exited her car and I could definitely silence her before she screamed, fulfilling my fantasies before killing her.

She took an immediate right out onto the street. I went to follow, I luckily had to yield to another car passing by, putting a car between us. Less for her to know I was following her. As I drove down the street, I kept an eye on her car. I had an idea of what street she lived on being familiar with the grounds of the science museum. It was no doubt the dead end street just off of Park Avenue, near the intersection of Park and the street we were on. As I approached Park, I saw her turning left, just as I knew she would. I fought myself hard, thinking of those calming eyes,  and elected to turn right to head home downtown.

That was an extremely close call, but deep down even the monster in me knew we both wanted more from her than just a quick fuck and kill. We both wanted something that would last longer. Once in the safety of my downtown penthouse, I pressed the button on the panel next to the front door, to have the automatic blinds close. Usually I kept them up during the night as I admired the views of the city on the first floor of the penthouse. Tonight I needed the privacy. I took off my suit jacket, hanging it on the coat hanger, along with my tie and button down black shirt, leaving me in my black t-shirt. I grabbed my phone and sat down in chaise lounge, relaxing back, what a night I wasn’t expecting.

I had promised her the video of my talk when I got home. Already having memorized her email and phone number, I emailed her the video. My phone taking its time to send the large file. Once, it went through, I texted her:

File sent. It was great meeting you tonight. Sweet Dreams. -Anton

I didn’t expect a text back, knowing it was late for her and she had to be up in the morning to work at the museum. Life at the winery would had been the same, if I had been human, but I covered up the fact by using the excuse that I was an artist and businessman that did my best work at night, and that my body was used to sleeping during the day from always working night shifts previously and living above the Arctic Circle in Alaska.

As I continued to think about her, I once again felt my eyes change and my fangs extend, being that I was at the penthouse I didn’t try to fight it. My thoughts went back to to those deep green eyes, her soft lips, and her voice trying to speak Romanian.The things I wanted to do to her, that actually didn’t involve drinking her blood. My seduction of her would be slow and sensual, until her body and her mind were screaming in need and for release. I wanted her just as insane with need as she had driven me. Fuck...the things this woman did to me; things that no other human or vampire had ever been able to do.

I had undone the button and fly on my suit pants, relieving some of the strain. I was going to have to wear less restrictive clothing around her, if she was going to cause such reactions in me. I grasped my cock, surprised it was as rock hard as it was. I shouldn’t even be physically able to get this hard, without drinking human blood first.

I closed my eyes as I stroked myself, imagining her soft lips kissing every inch of my body before her tongue licked my shaft from the base to tip; her mouth enclosing over the tip and sucking hard, as if she was trying to make the surprise at the end come faster. Her hand held the base as she took more of me into her mouth, my hands winding into her hair and holding her there. I imagined how sweet the release into her waiting mouth would be as she swallowed every sweet drop without making any mess.

Yum, that's kinda hot...and will only get hotter...

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WeWriWa / Snippet Sunday o6.o4.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! Can you believe 2017 is half over? What?! I have so many things to accomplish before 2018. *Screams*

Where we last left off, Karlea accepted to have breakfast in bed with Armani, but its not your typical breakfast in bed. She refused his blood, wanting to see if the night before was real or because of his blood, but as soon as he touched her, she practically mented on him...

"Why do you have to be so damn hot and sexy, just stop it!" She said, frustrated. "And why do I have to be so damn attracted to you?"
Armani chuckled, "Ah, you're always going to be questioning that, aren't you?"
She nodded, "I want to hate you, but you make me feel so amazing. I guess I should consider myself lucky you even noticed me, and bloodbonded me, when I've always been a mess."
He looked at her, "For you, love, life isn't black and white, its a mixture, you will feel all these things that will be opposites. I'm going to show you how breathtaking you really are and how to enjoy the pleasures of the world, even with that smart mouth and that fire that burns inside of you."
"Speaking of which, why the fuck am I naked and you are not?" She questioned, with attitude, looking down at his sheet. 

That is a good question...

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Vampire Friday o6.o2.17

Welcome to Vampire Friday, my favorite day of the week!

Where we last left off Jake told Karlea he loved her, thinking she wouldn't feel the same. But she admitted that she did. During sex, Jake started to lose control and Karlea made no attempt to stop him from drinking from her when she started to become weak, instead she encouraged him to keep going...

Jake heard her words, it was rare for a human to be this into vampirism. He should be scared and he should be scolding her for encouraging him, but he was so lost to the moment. Too much more taken and he would be siring her. He thrusted in her as he continued to drink, the creature in him not caring, figuring it would be a good feeling for her as he took her life and replaced it with an immortal one... 

Jake pulled away from her. "One day." He repeated over and over.
He looked at her, she was weak but conscious, his blood that was already in her, would fix her. He laid down beside her, pulling her into him, wrapping his arms around her. 
"One day, I will turn you." He said, looking at her, kissing her forehead, "Just not today. There's so much you don't know and so much you don't understand yet. I want to show you everything first. And, please let us both enjoy you being human, its so different when you're like this. Once its done, you can't ever go back."
Karlea shook her head, Jake intertwining his fingers with hers. He kissed her passionately. 
"Rest." He said, "My blood is still in your system. It will heal the blood loss, but it might take it a little bit to work."
Karlea nestled into him and wrapped her body around him as he covered them with the comforter. She leaned upwards to kiss him.
"As a warning, you may have some pretty erotic dreams with that much of my blood in you." Jake teased, smiling. 
"More erotic than anything we've done in your bed already?" She questioned, raising her eyebrows.
"I don't know, you'll have to tell me when you wake up." He replied, kissing her deeply.
"Mmmm...I better fall asleep then."
She put her head back on his shoulder. It didn't take long for Jake to notice a change in her breathing, she was out cold on him. Although he didn't require sleep, he wanted to sleep next to her. 
He wandered to her blood, feeling his connection within her. He had drank enough of her blood and she had drank his, leading to a connection that would allow him, if he wanted, to know where she was if she wasn't with him. To know everything about her. He would be able to feel if she was alive or dead. He could already read humans thoughts if he wanted to, a gift all vampires had, but having a connection with her blood was more intimate. He focused in on listening to her heartbeat. He tried to quiet the sound a bit in his ears, so he wouldn't lose control again from it, and let the rhythm soothe him into a light sleep. 

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MidWeek Tease o5.31.17

Welcome to MidWeek Tease! A big thanks to Angelica Dawson for hosting this blog hop!

Let's continue on with my WIP. It's about a young, wealthy, winery owner and artist, who falls for a woman who works at the art museum. He is immediately drawn to her not only because he thinks she is beautiful, but because she is so bold and sassy. Only his true identity must not ever be known to her. Both struggle to fight their growing attraction to each other, until Anton proposes a strictly physical affair. But how long will it last before they admit to each other that they want something more? And what will happen if she discovers his secret? 

Where we last left off, Anton was having issues controlling himself as he had a glass of wine with Charlotte at the museum - a bit of his dominance made an appearance at the end of last week's excerpt. :)

We finished our wine as the last of the museum was being tidied up from the reception.

“We should probably get going.” I didn’t want to leave her, but I didn’t want to hold up everyone at the museum either.

“Yeah, I have to be back here in the morning.” She said, “There seems to be a great art exhibit that opened that people are going to want to see. Should be a good turn out.”

“May I walk you to your car?”

“Sure.”

After finding Sarah to thank her, we made our way back upstairs. As Charlotte grabbed her things while I made the rounds of thanking everyone at the museum and setting up a meeting with David, the manager of the museum’s restaurant, to talk about wine and inventory. I walked up to the admissions desk - Charlotte once again almost my height back in her shoes, and her black peacoat.

“Can I carry anything for you?” I asked, startling her yet again. I liked that I had such an element of surprise for her.

“That’s the third time tonight.” She laughed as she shook her head.

“I do apologize.”

“Don’t. It’s not you, it’s me not paying attention.” She plainly said, making me feel bad that she was taking the blame, when it most definitely was me. I longed slightly to confess my secret to those deep green eyes, once again lost in them.

“I’m back in nine hours, so I’m just going to leave everything here.” She replied to my question, “but thanks for offering.”

She quickly said goodnight to everyone that was left as I waited near the exit. Dana saying something to her, that made her laugh and roll her eyes. I once again, offered her my arm as we went to walk out, smiling at me as she put her hand on my arm.

We walked silently towards the parking lot, taking in the crisp night air. There wasn’t much to say. Again the nervous feeling came back, not knowing when I would see her again. Because of my vampirism, there was no way to come and see her at the museum. I would easily take her home with me and spend an eternity in her company.

I already knew she was the companion I wanted to spend forever with, my kind knowing when they meet that special one. But she was human and humans didn’t usually know by one night of meeting. I wanted to take it easy so I didn’t scare her off.

“I’ll email you that file when I get home.” I finally said.

“Okay, thanks.” She said. “I’m right back there.”
She pointed to a red Prius that was parked a few spaces down from mine.

“Where are you?” She inquired.

“About four spaces from you.”

“Of course, the black Lexus. Nice.”

I nodded. “Are you okay to drive?”

“Yeah, I seriously live up the street. On a dead end behind the science museum.”

“From one museum view to another.” I commented.

“Yeah.” She smiled, “What about you? Are you driving back to the Finger Lakes tonight?”

“I live on the southern tip of Hemlock Lake, but I rent a penthouse downtown in the new tower building that was just built, so I can stay in the city when I have business here.”

She looked a bit disappointed, like she was planning to offer me a place to stay. Not that I would have been able to take her up on it, her place wouldn’t be suitable once the sun rose, and I had to take care of feeding soon.

We stopped at her car, her lights blinking as she pressed the button on her keys. I looked into her eyes once more, trying to take in as much as I could of them, so they would hopefully calm me not just now, but later on when I missed her and when I felt hungry.

“Thanks for everything tonight.” She said.

“No, thank you.” I smiled, “I would really like to see you again, outside of the museum. Would that be okay?”

“Yes. I would like that.”

“Good.”

I wrapped my arm around her and gave her a slight hug, her head resting on my shoulder for a few seconds. This was a bad thing to do. I had kept all my defenses up throughout the night, but at that exact moment because I had been so lost into her eyes, I left my defenses down. Her unique human female scent mixed with whatever perfumes she used hit me, along with her blood scent. Her heartbeat, which was just slightly faster than it should be, rang loudly in my years. Physical lust and bloodlust taking over. I wanted to lose all control, not knowing if I would go for her blood first or ravage her body first. The pull was so incredibly powerful. If it hadn’t been for all my centuries of perfecting the art of control, I would have, easily. I stifled the urges as best I could without making it obvious to her.

As I pulled away from her (I could have held her all night), as to not be creepy, she gently planted a kiss with her soft lips on my cheek. Her heart accelerating when she did. She put her hand up to her lips, looking slightly embarrassed that she had done that. I gently kissed her forehead to let her know it was okay and not unwanted. She smiled.

“Ai buze fierbinţi.” I said, as I let go of her completely. I took her hand in mine and kissed it, “Inima mea îţi aparţine.”

She looked at me with a questioning look.

“Google it.” I winked, as I started to walk away.


He's such a tease!

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