Return of the Vampire

He stumbled upon her lair, looking for shelter in the most dire of circumstances. She should have killed him instantly for his intrusion. But something about the waves of desperation rolling off the man stopped her cold.

Instead, she leaned back against the bed of black silk, propping herself against the mountain of pillows. The folds of her dress opened at the movement, exposing the smooth, pale skin of her thigh. She made no effort to adjust her clothes. Instead, she looked directly into his eyes and began to speak. The rhythm of her words, the lilt of her voice was intoxicating and he quickly fell under her spell.

"The problem with immortality," she began slowly, "is its very nature. You go on forever. The ones you love grow old and die, yet you remain. It is hard to form attachments when you know they are fleeting. That you will live on long after they have passed."

"But this is a blessing you speak of. A gift." His voice was hoarse, straining under the effort of speech.

"One man's blessing is another man's curse." She retorted simply. "Am I a monster? Or merely a woman more extraordinary than most? I have lived longer than you can imagine and I have yet to figure this out." She shifted slightly, her dress slipping down over one shoulder, revealing the long lines of her neck, the fabric dipping low enough to bare the curve of her breast.

"No matter what I am, I can still be killed, of course. Oh, I could go and meet the sun, feel its rays warm my flesh before it splinters me into a million pieces. Or some silly human could try to stake me through the heart. So many have tried, only to meet their own untimely death." A cruel smile formed as she thought of the last human who tried to attack her, the stupid human had no idea what he had invited into his truck...

"Your time grows short. I can smell the death upon you. I will grant you the choice, human. Certain death or the curse of everlasting life. Choose quickly. You only have minutes left."

Without hesitation, he answered in a broken whisper, "You are...the most extraordinary... creature...I have ever met...Save me."

With superhuman speed, she was off the bed and across the room. She lifted him as if he weighed nothing and laid him gently on the couch. With a swift movement he could barely track, her fangs bit into her wrist, opening her vein and she pressed her arm to his mouth. "Drink," she commanded.

He hesitated, refusing to take her into his mouth. "Drink or die, human." His eyes widened at her cruel tone, but the message sank in. He opened his lips and let the blood flow into his mouth. She moaned as he began to suck at her wrist, lapping at her greedily.

She leaned her head back, eyes closed, as his mouth worked at her, becoming stronger and more insistent. The sensation was both pleasure and pain, building together in increasing intensity until...

"Stop!" She pushed him away from her wrist, licking the wound gently to seal it closed and begin the healing process. He had enough of her blood to change him, any more would kill them both. "This next part is going to hurt," she warned.

He was her first. More would follow. She needed each of them. Strong men, each through his own choice, would forever be bound to her by blood, do her bidding as their creator and mistress.



This was part 10 of the vampire series. Missed parts 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 or 1?