Daddy's Immortal Virgin (2 page)

Ray took one step back, his hand gesturing at
the robe. I moved forward, tried to sidestep him. He blurred and I
remembered what had happened back at the house after he'd turned.
He'd hit me, knocking me unconscious.

He didn't hit me this time. He spun my body,
one arm wrapping around my waist and lifting me while the other
took the machete from my grip and tossed it against the wall. He
set me back down on my feet, his chest against my back, his arm
still holding me in place. He ran his fingertips up my arm and then
his hand closed around my throat.

"Daddy, please."

"Don't you understand, baby?" He was
whispering in my ear, his lips touching its rim before brushing up
and down against my hair. "You smell so good, Jess. Like cinnamon
rum."

I don't know if I was shaking before, but I
was shaking pretty hard at that point. He was going to bite me. He
had cleaned me all up like a Christmas goose and now he was going
to drain me.

"Daddy, please don't eat me."

That produced a chuckle. "What an odd choice
of words, Jess. That's exactly what I'm going to do."

His hand left my throat to travel down over
my collar bone, coming to a stop at my breast. My nipples were rock
hard. Fear does that. Can make a woman wet, too. Or so I've heard.
And I was very, very wet by then.

"I love you, Jess. I don't ever want to hurt
you." He stroked the nipple, then cupped the breast in his palm and
gave it a gentle squeeze. "I want to save you. Do you believe
me?"

I nodded. Daddy Ray had risked his life over
and over these last six months. Mom, Mikey, me -- he would throw
himself in front of a bullet or a horde of vampires to try to save
us.

No, that wasn't right. He
had
thrown himself in front of a bullet and a horde of
vampires. But it hadn't been enough to keep us all alive. One by
one we had fallen and now he was one of them and he couldn't save
me.

I turned in his arms and looked up at him.
"If you hit me once, like back at the house, but harder."

I didn't want him to bite me, didn't want to
dissolve into some moaning freak that stroked her pussy while he
drained the last of my life's blood from me.

"You want me to kill you?" He advanced inch
by inch and I retreated in equal measure until the back of my knees
butted up against the bed. "No, Jess. I'm going to turn you. I
couldn't save Clare or Mikey and I can't protect you while you're
human...not from them."

His gaze dropped, something awful passing
over his features when he looked back up. "Not from me."

"You want to turn me into a killer?" Trying
to back up some more, I landed on the bed. He was on me in a
second, lifting me and placing me smack in the center. I looked up,
over his shoulder to see my body and the pants struggling in the
mirror.

He planted a hand against the center of my
chest and forced me to turn my head and look at him. "You can't
kill what's already dead, Jess. But we can send them to their true
death, we can live off other vampires."

He reared back, his butt resting against his
heels as he stared down at my naked body. "I've already fed from
three tonight. I couldn't trust myself to come near you again until
the hunger was gone."

Leaning closer, he threaded his fingers
through my hair to hold my head still. His top lip curled up a
little and I saw the white flash of his fangs for the first time.
Keeping his weight on his elbows, he stretched his legs out and
slowly lowered himself onto me. The cloth of the pants still
separating us, I felt the hard press of his cock against my pubic
bone.

Ray dipped his head, his teeth lightly
grazing my mouth. Razor sharp, the fangs sliced a shallow line in
my bottom lip. The surrounding skin began to warm and I sucked a
deep breath in as fire spread across my limbs.

Daddy sucked at the thin ribbon of blood, his
tongue darting out to part my lips and stroke the inside of my
mouth. The tingling spread and my pussy started to throb. My
nipples, already hard, started to ache and I gave an impatient
whimper.

He kissed my throat and I felt another small
slice, one so shallow it was just a minor abuse of the capillaries.
Still, the sensation of hot, wet need spread like a flame across my
skin, down my breasts. I arched against him, slowly losing my
mind.

Kisses fell like raindrops along my
collarbone. He smoothed his palm down my chest, stroking a nipple
before tracing a fingertip down the center line of my stomach,
straight to my clit. He stroked the hard spine of my sex as he
pressed a long kiss against the underside of my chin.

The smallest bite there, just enough to draw
blood. He licked the wound, his tongue and finger moving in
synchronicity. "Are you feeling it, baby?"

There was just enough of my mind left to
offer a hot little moan. "Yes, daddy."

"Do you want me to kiss and lick you down
there, baby girl?"

A jolt of need shot through me and I raised
my hips up in offering. "Fuck yes. Lick me, suck me"

Ray slid down the bed. His strong hands
spread my thighs. He looked up at me one last time for permission,
the silver discs reflecting in his eyes reminding me that he was no
longer human.

It didn't matter. I was dead without him. If
he drained me dry, I would at least die happy. "Please daddy, do
it."

His eyes fluttered shut and he drew in a deep
breathe, his tongue slowly unrolling from his mouth. The tip parted
my labia, took a little flick against the swollen dangle of my
clit. I jerked, already on the edge of coming. Slowly he moved his
mouth up and down, the fangs gently scraping, more of my blood
drawn and mixing with his spit.

My thighs and ass tensed, pussy contracting
with the need to be filled and fucked.

Fucked.

Yeah, as much as I hated to admit it, I
wanted Ray to fuck me. I'd wanted him to for the last few months at
least. Why wouldn't I? The only place I felt safe was in his arms
and, when he held me, comforted me, my body reacted.

But those reactions were a pale comparison to
what I felt now. Primal lust. My nipples were rock hard, my pussy
soaked the sheets. My nails tore the bed covering as I lifted and
rolled my hips. And it was just his tongue taking those long licks
that was doing it to me, pushing me higher and tighter.

I grabbed my tits and squeezed at them so
hard I drew blood.

Ray's eyes flickered open. He lifted his
head, nostrils flaring as he stared at the blood. He tilted his
head, eyes sensually closing to half mast. Reaching up, he grabbed
my hand and pulled it down to him. Slowly, he sucked a bloodstained
fingertip into his mouth.

"Baby, you're going to make me lose control
if you're not careful."

He backed off the bed, unbuttoned his pants
and let them slide to the floor. Big, erect, blood infused, his
cock looked punishing but oh-so-pleasurable. My ass squirmed along
the mattress, my mound softly cresting.

"On your stomach, baby. I can't look at you
moving like that, your pussy all wet and pink." His gaze dropped, a
spot of color fanning across his cheeks. "Makes me hungry."

I rolled over, felt his hands grab my ankles.
He jerked me down the length of the bed until my butt was at the
edge, my legs hanging down, knees just a few inches off the
floor.

"Baby, have you ever..."

My pussy contracted at the thought of what he
wanted to do. What he was going to do. "No, daddy. I haven't done
anything."

He gave a little groan and buried his face
between my thighs. No teeth, just tongue and lips, licking,
probing, kissing. Sucking, sucking so sweet and tenderly. My thighs
and ass started to quiver. I was so close, so close to coming.

"Daddy, please. Let me come with your mouth
on me. Please, I'm gonna..."

Breaking contact, he turned beneath me so
that the back of his head rested against the mattress and his mouth
was once more properly centered on my clit. His hands grabbed the
back of my thighs and lower bottom, holding me in place as he took
my swollen clit between his lips again. Spreading my legs wide, I
planted my feet on the floor and lifted my torso off the mattress.
I gripped the edge of the bed for support, tilted my hips to press
harder against his mouth and began to ride it.

His fingers came up to play with the wet hole
of my pussy, gentling massaging the rim of muscles. I grabbed a
handful of his hair and forced his head back at a ninety degree
angle. The extreme bend stretched his lips open, the fangs
bared.

"Do it when I come," I whispered.

He blinked, the silver discs disappearing for
half a second, and then he nodded. I gently lowered my pussy back
onto his mouth, lightly rubbing up and down as his tongue pressed
flat against my clit. He teased my ass with his fingers, isolating
his need to penetrate me with a slow slide of two fingers up inside
that hole.

My head lolled back. I was right there.
Right. Fucking. There.

I moaned, pussy starting to flutter and pulse
in climax, cream pushing out to coat his tongue. Fangs straddling
my clit, he bit down. I bucked, my grip on his hair tightening so
we wouldn't lose contact. "Fuck, daddy, yes, bite me harder! Suck
me!"

Part of me descended into madness. Whatever
it is in a vampire's bite, I was getting a big dose of it now, not
anything like the little slices and licks Ray had started with. And
the things he was doing with his tongue as he sucked my blood down
there. Inhumanly long, it was in me, probing, too gentle to take my
virginity but pure ecstasy grinding me down to ashes and dust.

My knees started to fail me. My body folded
in rolling jerks to the ground. Ray moved with me, still sucking
and fucking my pussy with his mouth and tongue. I shuddered, the
last of my climax crashing through my body.

He got out from under me, lifted me and
carried me to the bed. His mouth pressed against my throat and he
continued to feed. His body covering me, his hands rubbed up and
down, fondling my breasts, gripping and positioning my legs for
when he was ready to enter me.

Cupping my mound, Ray squeezed and massaged
me to another orgasm. As I came, I opened my eyes and looked up to
the mirror above us. A deep depression centered itself in the
mattress. Sheets fluttered, slid, clung to the hard planes of a
masculine body that didn't reflect.

No Ray in the mirror.

No me.

"Daddy..."

He lifted his head, his gaze meeting mine. I
nodded up at the ceiling.

When he looked, a relieved sigh left him.
"It's done."

I stroked his chin, coaxing his gaze back to
me. "But we're not finished, are we, daddy?"

Smiling, he lowered his lips to mine. They
still held a thin coating of my blood and I licked them, my tongue
invading his mouth as a dark appetite blossomed inside me. He broke
the kiss, offering me his throat as his hands wrapped around my
hips and tugged me closer.

We penetrated one another at the same time,
his cock sinking deep into me, tearing my maidenhead as my teeth
sank into the corded muscles of his neck. Whatever had passed
before, it was nothing compared to this. I felt the slow steady
throb of his heart and cock. The barest whisper of flesh on flesh
felt like a Texas lightning storm across our skins. I rocked
against him, my control teetering on the edge of complete
abandon.

He was so big inside me and wet. Every bit as
wet as I was, his blood flooding my mouth. My throat and pussy
contracted together to take more of him in. And, when I had drunk
my fill, his mouth found my neck again.

"Oh, fuck, daddy, yes." I wrapped my legs
around his hips, locked my heels together, clinging to him as he
sucked and slammed harder, driving his thick cock into me, finding
another spot of unmarked flesh and biting down.

Creaming, squirting, I climaxed, daddy still
riding me hard. His hands wrapped around my head. Holding it in
place, he gave me a bloody kiss, his thick cock slamming left and
right, angling deeper until another orgasm ripped through me. He
came with me, moaning my name, nestling against my throat,
sucking.

Rolling off me, Ray pulled me to him, my back
against his chest. He traced a finger along my throat, my skin
bloody but no longer marked by his bites. He trailed the finger
down my spine and between my butt cheeks to enter my pussy from
behind.

His tender probing set my heart racing again,
a new reality taking shape in my mind as he whispered in my
ear.

"You're whole again, Jess."

I would always heal. Every night we would
feed on them, those who had taken our humanity and destroyed our
family. Then we would return to our nest and he would take me, love
me, break me the whole night through.

Ray's baby girl.

Daddy's immortal virgin.

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Come Again!

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