Vladimir kissed her as if he’d read her mind and knew exactly what she wanted. All the things she had thought about. How that exact pressure made her shiver. How one of her favorite things was when it wasn’t only thrusting, but teasing and nipping and licking and just plain wanting to feel everything.His fingers brushing the small trail of hair on her pussy made her quiver, and God, they needed to stop screwing around. She stepped back from the glorious kiss and took his hand out of her panties. “Now?” she asked."Thank God." He grinned and pushed her towards the bed. "Go."She obeyed. Vladimir carefully maneuvered the waistband of his briefs over his straining cock. Alice couldn’t look anywhere else but at his darkly flushed erection. There was moisture at the tip, his foreskin barely visible.“I’m going to start begging in a minute,” he whispered.Alice forced her gaze up. “We wouldn’t want that.” He groaned low and loud, his cock jerking against his taut stomach.His hands went t
500 B.C.E, "ANNIKA, DO NOT do this," One of the women said in a long forgotten language. "This is against the laws.""The laws do not apply to me," The woman called Annika said, looking back. She pulled down the hooded shawl made from dried animal skin from her head, revealing a very pretty face, bright blue eyes, and high cheekbones framed with dirty blond hair. "I made the law." Her eyes flashed across the plain, empty desert that stretched all around them and their small, shabby looking tents.This was one of the first ever covens of witches to roam the earth. They were more of wanderers, moving from place to place, following the wind, and signs they saw in the night sky."Annika," an older woman said, walking out of the tent on shaky legs. The wind was heavy and threatened to sweep her away, but she made it up to Annika and placed a hand on her arm. Annika looked at the elder witch and the red blood markings that covered most of her face. "What you are planning to do... it will s
THE PRESENT,VLADIMIR RUBBED HIS chest, feeling the bump of the knife the cursed witch had plunged into his heart. Even after all these centuries, the scar still remained.He walked out of the dilapidated cabin where he and Alice just finished having the roughest sex in all his life. The cabin was barely standing as he walked out. As soon as he stepped into the sunlight, his skin sparkled like diamonds, lighting him up like a beacon. He gazed at the sky and at his surroundings. The view of the terrain reminded him of the night he was changed and cursed to roam the earth forever and live only on the blood of humans."Let's go," he said, allowing the wind to carry his soft voice to Alice, who was still indoors. The smell of burnt flesh and corpses hung heavy in the air, and the blood stains had turned black. He could see some vultures hovering around, waiting for him to leave before they descended.He scoffed as he got into one of the cars and turned on the engine. Alice joined him in t
ANNA KYLIN CHESTERAFTER THE CALL with Mitch, I went about my morning duties mechanically without putting my heart to them. It was like I was in autopilot mode."Good morning, mom," My children greeted me simultaneously as they joined me at the breakfast table."Good morning, babies," I fondled the hair of the one closest to me without knowing whom it was."When will Dad be back?" Addison asked with a mouthful of bread toast."When he finishes what he's doing," I replied."I do hope he finished very soon," Addison said, "I don't want him to miss my birthday."Birthday? I was taken aback. I frowned and remembered that she was right. Their birthdays were coming, and I would have completely forgotten about it. What sort of mother was I? I queried myself."He will be back before your birthdays," I reassured, praying silently that it would be so."What is he doing?" Aiden asked. "And where did he go?"I sighed. "He went to my father's pack.""Where you were born?" Addison gasped.I nodded,
ANNA KYLIN CHESTERI INVOLUNTARILY TOOK a step back, bumping softly against a shelf. I gripped it to steady myself, my eyes flashed to Lorna, who was still sleeping soundly.Enrique sat up with a grunt, he looked at Lorna softly and then looked at me. His lips downturned softly, but he didn't say anything. He gave me a small nod, which I returned curtly before walking out of the ward and leaving the hospital.I released a shaky breath, watching my breath go out in a white mist in front of my face. My heart was racing, and blood rushed my ears. Coming into such close contact with Enrique was like being locked in a room with a grizzly bear. It was unpredictable and could snap me in half easily.I walked down the stairs, taking off my latex gloves and disposing of them safely. I went to the construction site. The moving truck was just leaving. I could see and hear Draco inside, organizing and giving instructions on where each piece of furniture should be placed.He gave me a tired smile
ANNA KYLIN CHESTERTHE CALL WAS answered on the third ring, and Reine's soft voice came through. "Hello?""Hello, Reine," I coughed out. "It's me. Anna.""Luna Anna." She gasped.She still called me with my Luna title. She still respected me. I closed my eyes to gather my thoughts. "Reine," I simply said again. "I am sorry for how I spoke to you on our last call."Reine kept so quiet that I thought she had ended the call if not for her steady, slow breathing."I know it was not your fault, and you didn't plan anything," I rubbed my eyes tiredly. "I reacted in a way I should not have. I hope you can forgive me. "She sniffled and I realized that she was crying."Oh, please, stop crying, okay?" I said softly. "Do you forgive me?"She sniffled and I heard her nod. "I could never be angry with you, Luna." She said. "I was ready to have Rick reject me..." She blew her nose into a tissue."No, don't do that, okay?" I sighed. "You deserve to be happy. And there is hardly anything that would
"THIS PLACE IS so quiet," Alice said from the window. "Nothing. Not even the sound of crickets."Vladimir nodded. "If you were a cricket, would go stay anywhere near someone like you?"Alice chuckled. "I guess not." She walked away from the window and gazed at large picture paintings that showed Vlsdimir through the years. On some oil paintings, he had curled blonde hair, similar to those the elegant English men of the early 19th century wore, on others, he was bald, with a mustache, clean-shaven. His looks varied like seasons of the year. "I like this one more," Alice said, pointing at a large and prominent painting. It was one of Vladimir in the 16th century. "The linen suits you...""They don't tell you this, but the linen of those times was very uncomfortable," Vladimir muttered. "It cuffed your neck and gave you callouses." He came up behind her and sniffed her neck. "I like the sideburns too," Alice said. She turned. Their bodies were a few inches apart. Her fingers came up to
MITCH CHESTER "SO ANNIKA CREATED the first vampire, Vladimir," Mitch said.The old man nodded. "And she did it for the protection of her coven," Mitch added. "Vampires were supposed to be like the bodyguards of witches covens from humans...""And any other race that wanted them dead," Beta Jones muttered. "What went wrong?""Annika died," Mitch said. "And with her death, the bond of vampires to witches died too. It left them free to create chaos as they liked.""The witches could have really used the protection a few centuries ago when witches were being hunted," Jones said."If I recall correctly, the vampires also joined in hunting the witches," Mitch muttered. "Some vampires developed special taste buds for blood of witches."Jones nodded. "Thank you for your time," he told the old man as Mitch stood up and went to the window."I am glad to help," the old man said. "These are stories that my father told me. His father told him, and I am going to tell my grandson very soon. It is