“I can tell that already. So what does Dante use?”
“Just his mouth.”
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes and no. The initial bites do. But with him, it’s pain that feels really good.”
“Is that because of the Offering or is it him?”
“Both. But a lot has to do with the fact we trust and respect each other. At first we tried different things, so that I was comfortable and he got what he needed. It was weird and wonderful at the same time. The only other vampire I had ever been with couldn’t have cared less about me and if I was ok, and the other cares about nothing else but.”
“Please tell me more. This is…amazing.” Alex said, half shaking her head in bewilderment. She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation.
“We used to do it every night; he would just basically sip at me until I could tell he was holding back. He didn’t want to put too much on me too soon. He would put me at ease by kissing me. A lot. Tenderly. Everywhere. That boy loves kissing. It always makes the first bite from Dante easier when I was turned on. I can’t begin to describe to you what it’s like to be fed on by something so powerful, to be needed for life. I could never have imagined a guy looking as sexy as does when he smiled at me with my blood on his lips.” Michelle beamed. “I have been his for five years now, and nothing much has changed. It’s to a point where now we get together a few times a month, and I’ve got to tell you I find myself wanting it.”
“So you have sex with him too?”
“Sometimes, when either of us wants it, but it’s not like a usual sexual relationship. It’s kinda hard to explain.”
“Try.” Alex said, with an unconsciously impatient air. Her curiosity was growing, and the details she asked about were creeping into her head before Michelle opened her mouth.
“Think of it like this: does eating food turn you on? It can, but not necessarily, right? Vampires are always described as a sexually charged species, and they are. But the boys have a disadvantage.”
“What disadvantage?”
“Think about it. Blood doesn’t course through their veins, their bodies feed off the nutrients and plasma to keep them going and get stronger. But they’re still dead bodies walking around. What do boys need for happy times?”
Michelle formed a fist and slowly raised her arm up from the elbow.
“Erections,” Alex answered.
“Bingo,” Michelle replied. “Can’t get them without a rush of blood. So the only time a male vampire can have sex is when they feed. That’s the only time they ever get hard. Drinking blood is the only time their bodies function as a human one.”
“Wow…you know I’ve seen lots of stuff on TV but I never thought of it that way.”
“It gets lost in the fantasy I suppose. On the nights he gets hungry, I lay out a soft and fluffy red rug. He puts music on and pours me some wine. Then he lays me down on the rug…”
Alex became aware of a vein in her temple pulsing as her brain conjured images. Her mind was totally focussed on Michelle.
Nothing else existed in the world except for the two of them, and the details she was putting forward about what it’s like to offer yourself completely, to let go in every way to a vampire. To Dante.
“He will massage me and kiss me. His teeth will come out, and he will run them along my neck and chest, scraping my boobs gently, licking, while his fingers work their magic. He drinks and pleasures me at the same time, really. When I’m finally feeling really aroused, he bites me. Usually on my neck. Don’t forget biting and drinking are two different things. There’s a fine line between pleasure and pain, and I tell you what, that first bite, it’s like that line passes directly through my clit and my whole body can shake. If it’s a night we are going to have sex, he will usually bring me to the point of coming, and then bite me. That feels so incredible. Other times I will be so worked up when he is drinking on top of me I’ll just reach between his legs and work him over. If it’s not a night we feel like sex, he will usually be in a spooning position with me, and he holds my hand while he drinks.
Another thing that’s a bit of a trip is having him be so cold and then he warms up against me while he drinks, knowing I am having that effect on him. Part of the reason we don’t meet as often is because it’s good for the both of us to not grow used to it and get bored, not that I ever could. But he takes so much that I need those days in between to replenish my blood levels.”
“But why does he take so much now and not before?” Alex asked.
“By taking so much at once, he doesn’t need any more until I am actually strong again after a few days.”
“That night you took Matt and I home, did he feed on you when you went back?”
“No.” Michelle laughed. “Funny you should mention that. When I got home, he was sitting in his chair looking out the window. I sat in his lap and asked him what was wrong and he said he was thinking of you.”
“Me? What about me?”
“He has a soft spot for you. But he is the one you should ask about that.”
“Wait a minute,” Alex paused, trying to get the picture straight in her mind. “You were in each other’s arms, talking about me.
