Dante moved to the middle of the mini waterfall as Alex re-positioned herself to straddle him as he held her. She planted soft kisses along his cheek and mumbled, “Please stop teasing me. You’re driving me crazy.”
Alex moved her drenched hair away from the side of her neck and leaned in closer and looked directly into Dante’s eyes.
“Alexandra Louise Hensley, do you swear to give yourself to me, completely?”
“Of course I do… I’m yours.”
Dante lowered his fangs so fast Alex wasn’t sure if he had meant to be so swift, or if it was involuntary. Alex closed her eyes and let out a sharp yelp. After a dull crunching sound, Dante pierced her neck as easily as a skewer went through a cake. Alex ran her hands over his chest and shoulders, using her nails to grip his soaked skin, digging in harder as the pain of the bite intensified.
Dante released his bite, letting her fall slowly back and held her on the surface of the water, the warm rain cascading down lightly on both of them. Floating, yet still in his arms with her legs on either side of his waist. He looked at her and licked his dripping lips, catching more of her blood into his mouth. She thought she heard him moan in appreciation.
As did she when she felt the head of his cock nudging against her.
Finally her blood had worked on him. He was hard, thick and pulsing with warmth. Alex let go and let him take control, rocking her head back in a silent stream of gasps as their pelvic bones struck over and over. Her head pounded in a race with her heart.
His hands gripped her thighs, holding her firmly as her legs shook. Dante brought her into him with such force, her breasts flicked her with droplets of the blood still seeping down her chest.
Alex bucked her hips to match his rhythm, scraped some of the blood from her chest and brought her fingers down. Dante’s eyes darted from hers to watch her play with herself as she stared at his chest and stomach. Glistening from the water and candlelight, and the muscles contracting with the effort of making love to her gave Alex a sense of erotic power.
Dante leaned over placed his bloodied tongue into her eager mouth, and she hungrily accepted his kiss. Tasting herself on Dante’s lips brought Alex over the edge, as what looked like little flares went off behind her eyes, before the room was plunged into darkness.
Epilogue
Alex awoke to Dante’s voice. He seemed a mile away, but getting closer. Clearer.
“Hey,” she whispered. His voice became clear, but her head pounded like a drum.
“Lie still, you’ve been asleep for a good while.”
“I’ll be ok. You just…wore me out.” Alex tried to smile, but in truth her headache caused her to squint. She shivered as a cold pack was placed against her temple, though it helped with the pain, somewhat.
“I apologise. I didn’t realise it would have that effect on you.”
“Don’t apologise. Sex like that is worth a headache.”
“Sex? Alexandra, I’m not sure what you mean.”
Alex had heard that tone before; Dante really didn’t know what she was talking about.
“What do you mean you’re not sure? What would you call it?” she asked.
“I would call it what it was. You fell asleep after I drank.”
“Yeah, which was just before you…you know, made me come.” Alex couldn’t believe she actually had to say this. Was he joking around? Did he honestly not remember sex during feeding?
“You had an orgasm?” Dante asked, genuinely surprised.
“You made love to me in the water. Do you honestly not—” Alex stopped. She searched her hair, patting it down. It was completely dry and unfussed.
“I believe,” Dante began, lifting her chin to look at him. “That you had another very vivid dream.”
“No, I can’t have. It was so real.”
“I’ll have to take your word for it. We can’t dream.”
“So…nothing happened?” Alex asked.
Dante shook his head.
“But…when did I pass out?”
“After you said ‘Do it’. I did what you asked. The bite I gave you was very small, but with the tea, it was obviously too much for you. It took me several seconds to realize you weren’t conscious. I stopped as soon as I noticed.”
“So…what you’re saying is, I couldn’t handle it?” Alex felt like she had been smashed over the head with a bat. Dante said this was from a small bite? “Is it supposed to hurt like this? I feel dizzy.”
“First time is always rough. Lie back. And don’t get too down. I was never going to sleep with you.”
“Nev— So…does that mean you don’t want to?” Alex tried her best not to let on how crushed that made her feel.
“It is not a question of want. It’s what’s best.”
Alex felt patronized. Pain and disappointment were fast turning into anger. Even if the sex wasn’t real, they were getting really hot and heavy up till that point. Did that mean nothing at all?
What about what she felt? She had wanted this. To her it felt like the right thing, didn’t it? And then suddenly a wave of guilt hit her—Michelle. It was too soon.
“Uh— Of course,” she said, reaching out for his hand. “Is that why you only feed and sleep with one of us at a time? Like a loyalty thing?”
“I cannot share human values of fidelity, Alexandra; your lives are too short for me to concern myself with that. The lust for the flesh has diminished, replaced by the lust for blood. It takes someone extraordinary to attract my attention from their
