| He nodded and kissed her again. The pleasure was almost too much to bear. It’s like every sexual fantasy he ever had was being fulfilled. Diana was far from the mousy girl he remembered from high school. She had become a desirable sexy woman. A woman that wanted only him. He took the dominant position again began to pleasure her. He kissed up her legs, brushing his lips on her inner thighs. His tongue entered her velvet folds and she cried out in ecstasy. He chuckled a little sending the vibrations straight to her. She moaned. He licked and teased her clit until he was sure she was close. He then stopped. It was her turn to groan. “Patience.” He mimicked. “We have all night.” She giggled at this and nodded. Slowly and gently, he entered her. He plunged in and out of her in slow, measured thrusts. She whimpered and brought her hips up. He complied and started going faster. They came at the same time, shouting each other’s name out. He collapsed on top of her and sighed. They just lay there, holding each other. By now, Diana couldn’t stand it any longer. Her hunger was unbearable. Bearing her long, sharp, white fangs, she sunk them deep into the soft flesh of his neck. He cried out in pleasure and pain before losing consciousness. Tristan awoke with a start. His eyes wide, he scanned the room wildly. He was back in his dorm room, in his own bed. Had it been a dream? It was so real. Looking down disappointedly, something caught his eye. It was a red silk scarf. He picked it up and held it to his nose. It smelled of her. He inhaled her wonderful scent and set it down. It was real. “Wait a sec. If this was all real then…” he jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, there were two tiny bite marks on his neck. “She can’t be a vampire. Vampires don’t exist! Do they?” he thought wildly for a moment that maybe she is one. “This is absurd!” but there was no other explanation for the bites on his neck. “But if she bit me, how come I’m not dead? I can’t be a vampire, can I?” he went to the window and opened the curtains. Sunlight was pouring in and it didn’t hurt him one bit. Tristan sighed with relief. In that moment, he came to terms with the fact that she was a vampire. But, that fact didn’t scare him at all. On the contrary, it made him curious. He needed to see Diana again. He thought back to the wonderful night he had with her. He never felt this way with anyone in his entire life. He couldn’t fight the tingling sensation he felt when he thought about her soft, warm skin and her hot breath. He wondered how a vampire can feel warm or even breathe. He pushed the thought away. A knock on his door brought him out of his reverie. Quickly, he put on some pants and answered it. Who else but Dustin was there? “Hey, you weren’t in class today? What happened?” |