I stopped and let go of Deanna.I stopped and let go of Deanna. She swayed drunkenly on her feet, a blissful expression on her face. "See? Deanna enjoyed your 'kiss', too. It felt -- coming?" Victoria started, then stopped, stymied by the correct expression. "Felt like an orgasm? Or orgasmic, something like that," I supplied. "It felt orgasmic," Victoria resumed, and kissed me. Smiling, her voice dropped and she said, "There is fringe benefit, you know. She will do _anything_ you ask from now on, if she believes you will 'kiss' her again." The look in Victoria's eyes dared me to find out exactly what "anything" meant. "Deanna, kiss me passionately," I said to the woman. She responded by firing her tongue into my mouth in a torrid, wet, wet, _wet_ kiss that lasted for a while. I was gasping for air as we broke our kiss. I heard Victoria snicker. I turned to see her, eyes red, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. The young man stood unsteadily. "I was hungry too, David," Victoria explained. Deanna's kiss had given me a serious erection. "I want my wife now, not Deanna," I said quietly. Victoria snarled like a wolf and jumped me, sinking her fangs into my neck. I reciprocated, and we made love as only vampires can, sucking each other's -- blood. We were entwined, ignorant of our slaves. We felt our lives, our very souls intermix. Nothing else existed while we were joined. We finally pulled away from each other, blood-red eyes shining, with bloody mouths. Victoria had never looked lovelier. She growled ferally again, and began to frantically lick the blood from around my mouth. I flicked my tongue around hers', savoring the taste of her skin spiced with my blood. I was definitely in love. As our passion cooled, I noticed that the mirror didn't show us. Victoria growled, eyes still red. "You bring out the animal in meee." I blew her a kiss and pointed at the mirror. |