Chapter 18

In the moonlight, my eyes adjusted and I was able to see him clearly. His gorgeous eyes bore into mine as if he were looking into my soul. Mesmerized by the sheer force of his will, I took a step back and relaxed, letting my hand trail across the exquisite curves of his chest under his white shirt. His body was rock hard. It was as if a model of the statue David was standing before me in all his perfection, in all his glory. In an instant, Lance's hands were steel vises upon my wrists and his eyes flared a brilliant green, almost glowing in the darkness of the night. "What the hell?" I gasped, unable to move, unable to run, unsure if I wanted to.

Within the blink of an eye, he turned my back toward his chest. I gasped when he suddenly flung my long blonde hair over my shoulder, exposing the tender flesh of my neck. A moment later, his lips were on my neck, kissing me roughly. I moaned in ecstasy as his hand moved sensually across my bare breasts. His other hand slid down between my thighs to my sex, while his lips explored the contours of my neck. It was the single, most erotic experience of my life. I writhed in pleasure as his fingers danced across my nipples and clit, bringing me to new heights as his rock hard cock taunted me, sliding against my bare ass through his pants. He slid a finger between my folds as my nerve endings heightened, ready to come, but then he turned me around and I was suddenly facing him again.

His lips crushed down onto mine, forcing my lips to move with his as he kissed me deeply, more passionately than ever before, as his hand slid down my bare back and clutched my ass. He pulled me roughly against his hard cock and rubbed it against my mound, taunting. "Do you want this?" he asked, smiling mischievously.

Unable to stand it anymore, I eagerly ripped open his tailored white shirt, sending the buttons to the pavement, each pinging lightly as they hit. His chest was muscled and magnificent, hard and contoured. His breath caught as I slid my hand over the ripples of his chest, and surprise colored his eyes when I unzipped his pants and slid my hand down to his enormous cock. He moaned in enjoyment as he closed his eyes.

"Take me now," I whispered.

In a flash, he lifted me off my feet in answer and my legs responded, wrapping tightly around his waist. He supported the full weight of my body with one arm, and a moment later, the head of his penis slid across my folds, when his eyes flared a brilliant green. "Oh my God what are you, Lance?"

In answer to my question, he opened his full lips and canine fangs grew where there were none before, as his hard, full dick parted my folds.

"My God, you're a vampire!" I gasped, unable to scream.

He suddenly forced me to look at him and his eyes flared and contracted. "Yes."

Mesmerized, I was unable to yell as his fangs slid into the tender flesh of my neck at the same time that his dick slid easily into my vagina. He rocked my body back and forth, sliding his hard dick in and out of me while supporting my weight with just his arms. I moaned in delight and acceptance, knowing what was happening, as he sucked the blood from my neck while grinding deep within me, reaching points inside of me that I had never known existed.

His penis was so full and long that I didn't think I could take it all at first, but soon my clit was rubbing against the black, curly hair at the base of his enormous dick. I moaned in pleasure as I took all of his full cock. My body responded as my legs braced against his firm sides, moving up and down to his rhythm, holding on for the best ride of my life. His thrusts were slow at first as he sucked my blood, fucking me sensually, but then became quick and forceful as he neared climax.

I closed my eyes, leaning my head back, supported only by the palm of his hand, feeling lightheaded. I wasn't sure if it was from the blood draining or if it was because I was near climax myself. I feared I was near death, but I was too far gone to care as his long dick pushed in and out of me faster and faster, fucking me long and hard, as promised. My sex squeezed tightly around his dick as he slid in and out of me, bringing me to new heights. Then, he reached a hand between my legs and fingered my clit. Although I didn't think it possible, his firm dick suddenly swelled farther as his come shot off inside me. I reached new heights as my spirit soared with his and I came with him in the best climax of my life.

His thrusts slowed, but his massive dick was still hard and full, remaining inside of me. We both regained our breath, and then I kissed him again, licking the blood from his lips. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around my waist, supporting my weight as he started moving sensually inside of me once more, sliding in and out of me without breaking the kiss. As the thrusts became harder and quicker, I pulled back to catch my breath, but his stride never broke. I bit his neck, drawing blood as his hard dick thrust rapidly in and out of me. The walls of my vagina clutched tightly around his full dick as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

My spirit rose again as I neared climax, but this time I pulled back to look into his eyes and watch his face. Lance was beautiful as he looked deeply into my eyes through his lashes, taking my body to places that I had never been before. His breath quickened as his eyes began to close, smoldering, then his lips crushed down onto mine and his tongue danced with mine as he rode me, pushing hard in and out of me, again and again, until he reached climax inside me once more, bringing me to climax again, as well.

Soon, he slowed, but didn't pull out, still remaining hard inside me. For a moment, I wondered how he could stay so hard after all that we had done, but a moment later, he spoke in a sexy, smoldering voice, "I guess I'd better get you home."

Fear shot through me as I suddenly remembered my husband, but then again, I wasn't ready for the most erotic night of my life to end. "I can drive myself home "

"Shush," he said, placing a finger gently to my lips. "Say no more."

A moment later, he pulled out of me and buttoned his pants, but left his shirt open and swung me into his arms, completely naked. He carried me faster than human speed to the back of the alley where a Maserati waited. He flung open the car door with just a motion of his hand and placed me gingerly on the passenger side seat, then pulled a blanket from the backseat and covered my naked body. I felt weak as I pulled the blanket around me and let my head fall back onto the seat. A moment later, he was in the driver's seat and we were speeding down the road toward my house.

"What about my car?"

"I'll make sure it's in your garage before morning," he said, hardly looking at the road as he sped through the streets, under the glow of the Las Vegas neon lights.

"Is this your car?" I asked.

He nodded. "It's a toy."

Although I had no idea why, I trusted him completely. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me as we pulled into my neighborhood. "How do you know where I live?"

"Shush," he cooed as he reached across the seat and gently stroked my cheek. "You're weak from the feeding. You need to rest and I need to feed you."

"How did you open the car door with just a wave of your hand?" I asked as my head lulled back against the seat.

"Telekinesis," he whispered. "I can move objects with my mind." He thought for a moment then added, "There's one more thing that you need to know."

"Hmm what's that?" I asked, trying to focus.

"I can't come in your house," he said, then added, "unless I'm invited."

I nodded, understanding. A moment later, we pulled into the driveway of my house. A part of me had wondered if he really knew where I lived, but now that mystery was solved.

He reached out and gently opened the front door, even though I had locked it before I left the house. "May I come in?" he asked casually.

I gasped when a thought suddenly occurred to me. "Steven "

" is at work," Lance finished, leaning against the doorframe.

My eyes suddenly shot open. "How do you know that my husband's gone?"

A smirk played upon his lips as he lifted one of his perfectly shaped eyebrows. "He works nights, does he not?"

"Yes, but how did you know that?" I asked, wondering how he knew so much about me. "Have you been stalking me?"

"Well, stalking is a strong word," he said, still standing on the porch.

"So is fuck," I replied, stepping inside my house, still wrapped in his blanket. I wondered for a moment if it was a good idea to invite him in. Once I did, he could come and go as he pleased. "Come in," I said without a second thought, taking a deep breath as a smile played on his lips.