Erotic Flash: A Vampire's Seduction (3 page)

The following day, he found himself back at her address, admiring her from across the street - yet again. Yup, she had a vampire stalker on her hands. This time she was getting into her car, and as she backed the car into the road, he decided to follow her. Her destination was the supermarket and as she got out of her car, he tried to convince himself against going up to her. Their appointment was the next day so his wait was almost over. Problem was that tomorrow night seemed like an awful long time to him.

From the cover of his black Dodge Charger, Victor watched Sabrina as she exited her car and walked into the supermarket store. He felt like a stalker, and perhaps he was in a way. He supposed a court of law would surely see it that way.

"Be a man," he coached himself. It's not like he'd never introduced himself to a woman before. But women generally threw themselves at him. Women were naturally attracted to vampires; it wasn't their choice, but simple biology. What made this woman so different from the rest he didn't know, and he assumed that perhaps that was part of the reason he was drawn to her.

Finally making a decision he threw on a Boston Red Sox baseball cap and dark sunglasses, he exited his vehicle and hurried to the supermarket door. He was still a young enough vampire that sunlight was more than a little uncomfortable for him, but he was able to go out into it. The hat and glasses helped somewhat.

The store was almost completely deserted, so finding her was quite easy.

He turned the corner to the produce aisle to see her standing in front of the oranges.

She seemed quite engrossed in picking the ones she wanted. He stood there watching, mesmerized by her as she picked up each piece of fruit, held it up to eye level and examined it carefully.

Even wearing a pair of beige slacks and a white turtleneck sweater, she looked like an angel to him.

Racking his brain, he tried to come up with an opening. Some way to introduce himself that didn't make him appear to be another jerk just trying to pick her up. He was sure that,
oh by the way I'm the guy you've been getting it on with each night in your
dreams
, wouldn't quite cut it.

"Ahh, to hell with it," he mumbled deciding to simply play it by ear. He removed his glasses and headed over to the oranges and Sabrina.

****

As Sabrina tried to pick out a dozen oranges, she felt his eyes on her. She glanced up quickly to see a man watching her. Normally a man staring at her for no reason in a supermarket she would have found creepy, but not in this case.

He was tall, with shoulder length dark hair pulled back behind his head. There was no doubt that he was handsome and well built. She assumed he put in his fair share of time at the gym. She preferred dating large powerful men, since being with them always gave her a sense of security.

He seemed oddly familiar to her but she just could not put her finger on why. Perhaps if he took off the hat and glasses she would be able to place him better. He went to school with her perhaps?

She brought an orange up to eye level pretending to examine it for faults, but in actuality, she just wanted to get a better look at him. The white t-shirt he was wearing stretched snugly across his large, muscular chest. His legs looked long and powerful under the dark denim. He was the stereotypical bad boy if she ever did see one.

And, he was coming over.

She took a deep breath and released it slowly.
Got to remain cool and calm
, she silently coached herself
. It's not the first time a man has approached you and won't be
your last. Perhaps he just wants some oranges
. But, there was something about the way he looked at her when he removed his sunglasses and revealed his dark eyes. His eyes were so dark they were nearly black sending a shiver of anticipation through her.

Anticipation of what, she was unsure.

She put the orange into a plastic bag and grabbed a couple more, trying to pretend she didn't notice him closing in on her. A mere five feet away.

"You know it always takes me forever to find the best fruit as well," he commented as he surveyed the large bin of oranges in front of them.

Sabrina looked up to meet his gaze. That voice, it sounded so familiar. It was deep and seductive. The type of voice that made a girl long to melt into his arms.

She turned to face him, her large green eyes locking onto his black ones. "It's funny, but I swear I know you from somewhere."

He laughed, and then smiled at her. "Isn't that supposed to be my line?"

Sabrina returned his smile. She could feel a blush rising to her face as she averted her gaze.

He added quietly, "though I think I know what you mean."

Sabrina had no idea what to say or do next. She really wished she was one of those women that could see a man she wanted and tell him. Heaven knows this one certainly was someone she'd be more than a little interested in getting to know better. But, she wasn't that type of girl, at least not now anyhow.

So, she opted for the getaway instead.

Sabrina looked at her watch, as if she was late for something important. "Well it was nice meeting you, but I'm late for an appointment." She held her hand out to him.

Smiling Victor accepted her hand, bringing it to his mouth he flipping it over and kissed her palm gently. "I'm Victor by the way." The touch of his hot lips on her flesh, sent tiny shivers through her, and she almost melted in front of him.

"Well it was nice talking to you... Victor," she pulled her hand away from his, but not fast enough to avoid the feeling of déjà vu that rippled through her leaving her breathless.

Broken images of her previous night’s dream came to the forefront of her mind.

Was the man from her dreams the very man who stood in front of her now? No, it wasn't possible. Was it? Maybe she'd seen him somewhere before and his image stuck in her subconscious? Yes, that had to be the case.

She looked up at him wondering if he felt the same electricity between them that she did. If he had felt it then he didn't let on. His face frozen in a sexy smile, as his eyes pierced into hers. She doubted it.

"Ummm, I - I gotta go," she brushed past him forgetting about the oranges entirely as she hurried her way out of the supermarket.

****

Victor watched her as she scurried away. He hadn't let on, but he had felt it to. He had felt the charge of electricity that flowed between them as their eyes locked. The memory of her in his arms barrelled through his mind and to his dismay, his cock began to harden in his trousers. He wanted to pursue her, but he didn't. He'd be seeing her soon enough.

As he put his glasses back on and exited the market he told himself that he wouldn't dreamwalk into her mind tonight, but he knew he was lying to himself. He couldn't have kept himself away from her if he wanted to.

Chapter 3

Victor found himself on a beach at night. He found Sabrina lying on a blanket, her back to him watching the waves as they rolled in. The moonlight danced on the crests of the waves, making the moonlight shimmer like millions of tiny diamonds sprinkling the water. The atmosphere was magical. He stood back and watched her for a moment. She wore the usual white lace robe and looked as angelic as she always did.

"I've been waiting for you," she called to him without turning around.

He felt slightly uneasy. How did she knew he was there? He pushed the uneasiness aside, perhaps spending so much time with her in the dream world was strengthening their bond. Bonding with a human in the dream state was new territory for him. He tried to stay out of human's dreams for that very reason.

"You missed me?" he teased as he made his way to her.

She turned to face him, her green eyes sparkling. "Very much."

When he made it to her, he dropped to his knees behind her. He gently moved her auburn hair to one side and kissed the side of her neck tenderly."

She sighed and leaned back into him. "What are you Victor?"

The question took him by surprise and he straightened his brow creasing. "What do you mean, my love?"

"You're not normal are you?" she paused as if considering her words, "not
human
."

Victor sighed. "I'm the man that wants to make you happy. A man that wants to bring you whatever pleasures that you demand of me. Does anything else matter."

She didn't reply straight away but then shook her head. "No. No, it doesn't"

Relieved, Victor lowered his mouth back down to her neck. His tongue teased, flicking at the sensitive flesh. She moaned a little louder, and his dick began to harden in response. He longed to taste her. The throbbing vein beneath the thin layer of skin taunted him.

"Will you fuck me tonight Victor?" she whispered. "All I can think about is how you'd feel inside of me."

His cock jerked to attention. Damn he wanted her, but not like this. Not yet. "Not tonight my love."

Cupping her chin in his hand, he tilted her lips up to his. He lowered his lips to her.

She tasted good, too good. Like wild berries. He deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping past her parted lips, caressing hers. As their tongues danced, he reached around her waist and undid the front tie on her robe.

Reluctantly he pulled his lips from hers and sat back on his heels. "Stand up, my love.

I want to see your exquisite body."

She smiled over at him and slowly stood. She slipped the open robe from her shoulders and it dropped to a puddle at her feet leaving her glorious ivory body naked. He allowed himself a few moments to inspect every inch of her.

The throbbing in his dick increased. Standing he closed the couple of feet between them and pulled her into his arms. Her small, pert breasts crushed up against his bare chest as he claimed her lips once more. She moaned against his lips and her hands began working the fastenings on his jeans and then slid them down, exposing his huge, erect cock. She immediately grasped it in her tiny hand and began stoking him.

He groaned loudly, allowing himself a moment to savour the feel of her hand on him, milking his cock. His hands dipped to her ass, and he gripped her cheeks in his palms squeezing her firm buttocks and pulling her tighter to him.

Victor stepped out of his jeans and kicked them to the side. He was about to fall to his knees and feast on her succulent pussy when she beat him to it. Pulling her mouth from his she fell to her knees in front of him. Her mouth was now just an inch from his dick, her warm breath was sending chills through him.

Threading his hands into her hair, he abandoned his idea of tasting her for now. He decided to be selfish tonight and let her give him one of the things he'd been wanting since he'd first heard her voice - to see how sweet, pink lips wrapped around his massive member.

His eyes caught hers as her tongue lashed out and flicked the tip of his cock licking away the pre-cum that was escaping. He groaned his fingers tightening in her hair. "Oh God Sabrina!"

Her eyes took on a mischievous gleam to them and she began to circle the head as her hand pumped the base. Pleasure began to rush through him and he groaned once more.

"Take it in love," he accented his point by lightly pressing his dick to her parted lips.

She opened her pink lips slowly took in the head sucking hard as her tongue teased the slit at the top. He may not be in heaven, but he imagined that her mouth sucking on his cock was a close to it as he was ever going to get.

His hands tightened in her hair as the sensations became more intense. "I want you to come with me love," he groaned, "I want to see you fucking yourself."

Without missing a beat, Sabrina spread her legs, and used her free hand to spread her pussy lips wide and began to stroke her clit. She moaned over his cock, sending a series of vibrations through him bringing him closer to the brink then he was hoping to be so quickly.

Victor began thrusting into her mouth, until she was no longer the one in control, but he was. He pounded his cock into her mouth, slamming against the back of her throat.

She gagged slightly, but continued, sucking and teasing him in time with his thrusts.

"So good love. Incredible."

Her moans around his cock grew stronger and more frequent as she came closer and closer. She bucked against her own hand wildly. She released the base of his cock and grabbed onto his ass, steadying herself as her body became momentarily rigid as she reached her climax. She groaned loudly, despite his large cock pummelling her and that was all he needed.

His balls hardened almost painfully and his cock began to throb, preparing for his explosive orgasm. With a loud groan, he closed his eyes and thrust one last time into her mouth, and released. Wave after wave of his cum shot into her welcoming mouth and she eagerly swallowed him down. When the final of the spurt he slid his depleted cock from her eager lips and looked down.

His eyes caught her lust-filled ones. The overwhelming desire to taste her sweet juices overwhelmed him and in one quick movement, he flipped her to her back and positioned his body between her legs, kissing his way up her inner thigh beginning at her knee.

"Oh God Victor," she half-moaned, half-sighed as her hands fisted the blanket under her. "Please let me feel you in me.'

He chuckled. She already knew the answer, but he loved hearing her ask.

As he reached the top of her inner thigh, he paused and glanced up to see her eyes focused on him intently, lust flaring up in them. He kept his eyes trained on her as he spread her soft, wet folds and licked the length of her slit from her anus to her clit, taking a moment to flick and circle her swollen nub. She closed her eyes and groaned, bucking lightly against his mouth. Fuck, he loved seeing her this way. Yearning for him.

He licked the length of her once more, cleaning more of her juices from her pussy. His fangs threatened to drop, as his arousal ignited once more when he adjusted his focus on her spread pussy. Fighting back the urge to not only taste her sex, but taste her blood as well, he buried his face between her legs.

She cried out and bucked wildly against his mouth as his tongue thrust in and out of her heated core, fucking her with his tongue as he would his cock.