Loving a Vampire(30)
She tried to fight off his hold. Augustus held still while she tried to fight him. When he didn’t move she gave up, relaxing back.
“I hate the thought of hurting him. I promise I’ll do everything in my power to control myself,” she said.
Augustus smiled. “It’s all I want from you.”
Closing the distance between them Augustus claimed her lips in a hot, searing kiss. He didn’t need to be gentle or concerned with hurting her. Marianna could take his passion without fear.
Running his hands down the side of her body he cupped her hips and drove into her over and over again.
She cried out in between kisses. Her tight cunt contracted around him giving Augustus no time to control his response. Between the tightness and wetness of her pussy he was a goner.
He pounded inside her, and only when Marianna cried out her release, did he come.
They collapsed together on the bed.
“I’m not out of breath even though I’m panting,” Marianna said.
“You’ll get used to it. Over time you’ll adapt to your own body.” He wasn’t panting for breath. Staring up at the ceiling, he caressed Marianna’s back and wondered what Gregory was thinking.
He loved being with Marianna, but without Gregory there it felt wrong being with her.
Chapter Eleven
Marianna pressed the button on the e-book reader Augustus had given her and cried out when the device snapped. She didn’t know her own strength. Staring at the device she wondered what she was going to do. Augustus was asleep on the bed where she’d left him ten minutes ago. She’d worn him out because of her needs.
Great, a vampire for a day, and I’m already breaking things.
She wanted to cry and scream and rant and rave. Instead, she sat nibbling her lip and looking at the blasted device.
“You’ve broken it already?” Gregory asked, walking down the steps into the basement. He carried a tray.
Before she could stop herself she moved toward him. The sun from the day caught her skin, and she cried out jumping back. Her arm and shoulder were smoking where her exposed flesh was.
“Shit, I’m used to Augustus staying away from the staircase. I can’t stop the rays from coming into the room.”
She fanned her arm until the smoke left. Red burnt marks covered her flesh.
“Ew,” she said.
Gregory took hold of her arm and observed the burns. “You’ll heal soon.” He turned to look at the bed. “I see you wore him out.”
“Did you hear us?” she asked.
“Yeah, I heard. It’s nice to hear him happy.”
Marianna smiled. Several times she’d made him laugh, and she loved the sound Augustus made when he laughed.
“I’m glad.”
He sat down next to her. She stared at the tray he’d left on the coffee table. The snapped device rested next to it. “I’m sorry about the e-reader.”
“Don’t be sorry. Augustus has broken his fair share of them. Lucky for us he doesn’t mind replacing broken technology.”
She nodded.
“Hey, cheer up. I brought you a little something.” Gregory leaned forward and grabbed a cup. “Drink this.”
Staring into the cup she saw it was dark red, the colour of blood. “Blood?”
“You need to drink this to keep your strength up. The more you drink the better you’ll be.” Gregory stroked her hair exactly like Augustus had on the bed.
“You need to drink,” Augustus said, rising from the bed. She’d not heard him wake. Her thoughts had been dominated by the man beside her.
“Gregory is a good distraction to have.” Augustus took the drink from her and sipped from the cup. “Taste’s good. Drink it. You need your strength.”
She stared at the cup. The blood looked thick and unappealing.
“Drink it, Marianna,” Gregory said.
Her stomach felt like it was growling as her fangs grew through her teeth. Touching the fangs protruding out of her mouth, Marianna tried to hide them. Gregory held her hands away. “Don’t be afraid. Your fangs do not frighten me. Drink.”
Unable to hold back her thirst she sipped at the blood in the cup. From the first metallic taste she was hooked.
She drank the whole contents and handed the cup back to Gregory. “This is insane. Last week I was serving coffee and worrying about where my rent was coming from, and now I’m a vampire, drinking blood and craving sex. I’m going crazy,” she said.
Gregory handed her another cup.
“How can you stand to be around me?” she asked. Her gaze stayed on Gregory. She heard his heart beating. There was no change in tempo. The beating was a steady thumping sound against his chest. The pulse at the side of his throat called for her to sink her teeth into the flesh.