“Bite me.”

Vanessa pleaded quietly, feeling the alluring pull of Elijah’s body even as her sight faded with the evening light.  She groped for his hands in the near darkness, but came up short.  He was keeping his distance.  Protecting her, he said.

“Bullshit, Elijah!  This is bullshit and you know it!”  Frustration oozed from her words like slime from a storm drain.  Black and grimy.  “Why do you insist on keeping us apart, Lije… why?  What are you afraid of?”  Vanessa sank to her knees, not caring that she was soiling her wedding dress in the wet grass.

She had run from her betrothed.  The man she loved since her teenage years.  Left him at the alter.  And ran to the man she knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.  The man she was relentlessly drawn to.

But, Elijah didn’t want to ruin her life.  He thought he couldn’t give her what she was used to, what he felt she desired.  So he tried to disassociate himself.

But, she couldn’t let him go.  She knew to the depths of her being that they were meant to spend eternity together.  Fate shared her thoughts.  And with hard lessons learned, kept pushing them together.

Elijah knew it from the beginning, but chose to ignore their Destiny.  He truly didn’t want to pull her over to the dark side.  He loved her and thought he could save her future by staying away.  He felt she deserved more than to live the lifestyle that had claimed him.

“Bite me, Elijah,”  Vanessa begged softly a second time.

Her lilting voice tugged heavy at his Soul and he felt his composure slip away.  He bent down and pulled her from her knees and into his arms.  And when he wrapped his hand around her throat, he could feel the pulse of her devotion under his thumb. 

Quick and willing. 

His breath caught.  A surge of lust assaulted his loins. 

All self-control evaporated. 

Fangs, alabaster white and sharp as needles, ferociously revealed themselves.

Vanessa closed her eyes and turned her head, offering her veins to him … offering herself.

He bent down slowly, exhausting control vibrating every nerve.   And in a movement so swift it blurred,  he bit her neck and drank of her body. 

Her blood warm and thick against his tongue, quenched his fire like a snort of coke quells an addict.  He took long, sensuous pulls.  Feeding his need and sating his cravings with her life force.

“Yes… finally,” Vanessa whispered, sinking into his embrace.  The sharp sting of his teeth sent waves of pleasure through her body.  She grasped Elijah tightly, desperately needing him to feed from her … to imbibe in her love.

Elijah felt his erection prick against his trousers.  With a renewed surge of greed and an even deeper draw, he gulped the blood from her neck.  His cock wanted freedom now.  Yearning for her skin to replace the denim restricting it.

Holding her firmly to him, Elijah finally retracted his teeth.  Tiny ruby droplets glistened on her skin, enticing him.  Beckoning him to lick and taste.

Long strokes of his tongue caught every red bead as Vanessa pressed her aching breasts into his chest with each lap.  Her heart pounded in her ears, her head swam with lust and love and happiness. 

She could give this man what he needed … what they both needed.  She knew that her decision to come here was the correct one.

Elijah ripped the wedding dress from Vanessa’s body and lay her on it in one movement.   The tight white corset squeezing her flesh with ribbons and lace rosettes would be no match for his powerful grip, but he left it in place.  He chose instead to delve below its beauty to her precious treasures encompassed in silk panties.

He removed the finery with one slash of his fang.  Tufts of blonde down glistened with dewy moisture.  Elijah could smell her heat.

His roar filled the vanilla peach air as he possessed her with his mouth.   The intensity of his kiss overwhelmed Vanessa and she grabbed at Elijah’s head.  Lifting her thighs and pulling his face frantically into her, she pushed herself onto his tongue. 

A halo of warmth spread slowly through her groin until it reached a peak she could no longer contain.  She screamed her release into the balmy night as Elijah hungrily lapped at her flesh.  He held her hips, staying her trembles until she relaxed exhausted onto the pile of wedding taffeta.

Elijah prowled slowly up her body and peered deeply into her eyes.   “You are Mine,” he growled.

“Yes, Lije … I am … forever.”

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Leap of Faith

6 ounces Citrus Vodka

1 ounce Sweet Vermouth

1 ounce Grand Marnier

1/2 teaspoon Lemon Juice

Add vodka, sweet vermouth, Grand Marnier and lemon juice to a cocktail shaker filled with cracked ice.  Shake well.  Strain into a chilled martini glass.

Enjoy!

*note: this martini is as potent as a Vampire’s bite… enjoy with extreme caution!

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