Free Blood Reaction A Vampire Novel by DL Atha Page A

sex, money. I wanted it all and I wanted him.
    Motionless, I sat in front of him, not really knowing how to deal with what I was feeling. His mouth was on mine again, his lips were hungry for more than just blood. Reaching up with one hand, he pulled my shirt away with a single motion of his wrist.
    Still not moving except the heaving of my chest, which I couldn’t stop despite my best efforts, I felt his arms reach around my back. The cool skin of his chest grazed mine for a millisecond as he unhooked my bra easily before pulling the straps slowly off my shoulders as he leaned away from me.
    I felt totally exposed and I tried to look away from him, but he grabbed my face, holding it in place. Feeling a deep flush start at my cheeks and spread down onto my neck and my chest, I could do nothing but stare back at him. His eyes were so piercing that I couldn’t even shut mine. I had never felt so ashamed as I both hated him and wanted him at the same time.
    His hands grasped my breasts, kneading them harshly and I watched as he leaned down and lightly licked my left nipple. I jerked and my back arched, pushing my breast farther into his mouth. I felt a slight sting as he lightly bit, his eyes never left the single thin line of blood as it ran down my body. I felt its warmth tracing down the contours of my abdomen and I tried to brush it away, but he caught my hand in his first.
    Pushing me back into the carpet, he started where the blood trail ended on my lower abdomen and used his tongue to follow its path back up to the wound on my breast. Wrapping his tongue around my breast again, he gave one long draw before he moved on to the right side. Again he bit me lightly and then began swirling his tongue around my nipple until it was hard and firm. I continued to arch to him against my will. Lacing my fingers through his shoulder-length hair, I tried to hold him where he was and he didn’t fight me.
    My entire body ached with desire for him and the knowledge that something was wrong didn’t change how badly I wanted him. I shouldn’t have been responding to him like this, but I couldn’t stop. Worse yet, I didn’t try to stop.
    When he pulled his mouth away, I gasped and arched my back towards him again, begging him to help me. To put an end to this hunger that was eating me from the inside out.
    Dropping his full weight on me, he fanned my hair out around my head, exposing both sides of my neck. It seemed his mouth was everywhere simultaneously. I couldn’t keep track of where he was or where he was going to be next. He alternated between soft kisses and sharp nips as he touched every part of my skin. He drew blood many times, but could have only taken small amounts since he moved on so quickly.
    My skin tingled wherever his mouth touched me and soon there was a tingling line all the way down my belly. My skin burned with desire for him; wrapping my legs around his body, I tried to force him to me as the hunger continued to gnaw away at my sanity.
    When he returned to my mouth, I wrapped my tongue around his. I wanted to consume him, so strong was my hunger. His desire seemed much more urgent now and I was dizzy with lack of oxygen when he finally lifted his mouth from mine.
    Grabbing my hair once more, he pulled my head to the side. His mouth was hot from the heat of my blood and I felt his fangs serrate my skin more deeply this time.
    With each bite and each beat of my heart, the hunger surged through my system more strongly than before. I could feel it spreading across my breasts and then down my abdomen and into my legs, all the way to the tips of my toes.
    Bucking against him, I begged him again to finish this, to help me, but instead he pulled himself away from me and my grasping hands. Taking my neck in a firm hold, he lifted me slightly off the ground. Arching my breasts up to him again, I struggled in his grasp.
    He was laughing now and although it registered he was laughing at me, at that moment, I simply didn’t