Free Alien Romance: Alien Heart (Scifi Paranormal Alien Abduction Invasion Cyborg Romance) (New Adult Mystery Adventure Shifter Warrior Short Stories) by Emma Taylor Page A

“Is it possible to recover any of the women who have been taken?”
    “Yes. But difficult beyond imagining. Technically, killing the vampire who has taken a human will free the human, but any vampire close to the dead vampire can take the women for himself. They tend to stay together.” The Count looked at his son. “How did you leave the two attackers you face a moment ago?”
    “Stake to the heart. They didn’t have the least bit of innocence left in them.”
    “That part of the legend is true. A wooden stake driven through the heart will kill a vampire so will cutting the head off. Holy water and silver will discourage or contain a vampire but won’t kill. We did find a way past one of the problems in the legend. We cast a reflection.”
    For the first time, Georgiana spoke with a bit of humor in her voice. “Hard to do one’s hair without a mirror. I’m glad we solved that little puzzle.”
    I smiled at her. She smiled back. Not bad.
    We spoke a little more, mostly biographical information about me. They left in a pleasant mood.
    Andrei stayed with me. He slept on the couch, damn him, until I put on my most seductive nighty, threw back his covers and laid myself down on top of him. Even then, it took a lot of kissing and rubbing to get him to consider touching me. He said, “I’m worried about the decision you have to make. What if we are intimate and fall in love, and you decide to stay a human woman. I’d have to watch you leave me. I don’t like that.”
    “Then you can bite my neck and make me a vampire. Now that your parents have accepted me, I think it would be a valuable life.”
    “Would you think about it for a few days?”
    “Would you take my clothes off and have your way with me?”
    “When was your last period?”
    “Two weeks ago. Yes, I’m fertile right now and I don’t take birth control. I don’t care. I want you.” I kissed him then turned to the side and placed his hand on my right breast. I said, “How does that feel?”
    “Wonderful.”
    As with most men, his eyes and brain cleared of any conscious thought as soon as he touched my breast. I like that. It showed that a man desired me. I love that most of all.
    I had a thought, but I had to remove his hand from my body to get his attention. When he actually saw me, I said, “Can vampire men make human women pregnant?”
    “Most assuredly. If I made love to you right now, you would become with child. The child of a human and a vampire is always human.”
    I laid down on top of him again and held him still with my hands on his cheeks. “Until now, I’d considered my life to be lost for all normal womanly things. I wasn’t going to get married and have children. I wasn’t going to be loved by a man. All of that has changed. I’m greedy. I want all of the things a woman can get; and, frankly, I don’t care what order they come in. If you have me tonight, I get a baby. I hope to have a husband, but a baby would be such a joy that I’d take it even if it came without a father to help me raise it. Do you understand me?”
    I’ve never had an answer come with such compelling clarity. He didn’t say anything. He pulled my nightgown up to my waist. I raised my hips to help him do it.
    I was mesmerized by the sensations. Maybe because I’d never felt a man’s hands on me. I know my mouth dropped open when he slid his hands inside my panties and held my rear end. I think I might have shaken and quivered as well. If I hadn’t had to stay with him to further our relationship, I would have ran up and down Fifth Avenue yelling “It feels so good” at the top of my lungs.
    It got better. He kept eye contact with me. His beautiful eyes... no, sorry. He’s most definitely a man. No part of him is beautiful. ...his handsome, sensitive eyes filled my heart with unexpected emotions. I felt so grateful that he cared for me.
    It would have worked better, or at least, more gracefully, if we had stood up to get our clothes off. But then