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suddenly looked like a mortal, one who’d just been given a million credits.
    Roxanne stroked his face, smiling. Again, she felt a tenderness that was absent from all her other encounters. “Yes, Carlo, you can.” I must be getting soft here; this is unbelievable.
    “This must be uncomfortable for you, on the floor.” Carlo pushed up on his elbows. “You’d be more comfortable in bed.” He lifted Roxanne off his body, leading her to the bed. He pulled back the covers and picked her up, laying her down on the soft sheets. He fussed briefly with the pillows, then lay down beside her.
    “You’re sure?” He asked again. Roxanne nodded, not sure she trusted her voice to say yes.
    “Oh, Roxanne, you’ve made me a very happy vampire.” He bent to kiss her mouth and it was a shock, the kiss was gentle, move like a lover than a john. She was momentarily confused, kissing him back in kind, feeling those strange emotions again.
    He slid down in the bed, kissing a soft line across her neck, skimming right over the spot where he’d bitten her before. He reached her breast and heard him sigh as he took her nipple into his mouth. She tensed, waiting for the pain.
    But as Carlo bit her, she felt a radiating sense of heat spreading through her body, the euphoric feeling of being bitten intensified beyond anything she could imagine. She drew in a sharp breath, arching against his mouth, twisting and writhing on the bed, wanting more. He began to suck then, to feed from her breast, and then there was more; her body took on a life of its own, every cell alive and pulsing, flooded with pleasure. She clutched the sheets, wanting to be devoured by his mouth, to have him suck and feed for all eternity, to never have this feeling end.
    She began to buck and arch up on the bed, an orgasm building in her even though the only thing touching her was Carlo’s mouth, his fangs buried in her flesh, his tongue flicking over her nipple, sucking from her very soul. She was crying out, animalistic sounds like none she’d ever made coming from her. She looked down at him sucking, her breast in his mouth, the tiny stream of bright crimson blood running down her chest fueling her body even more.
    Her hips were thrusting up on their own, seeking attention. Carlo shifted on the bed, never leaving her breast, rising over her, pushing her legs apart, climbing between them. Roxanne waited for his cock to fill her, to add to the fire that was consuming her body.
    Carlo rose up on his knees, pulling Roxanne’s body up with him, suddenly thrusting his cock hard up into her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his hips, her weight fully on is cock. He held her effortlessly against him, wrapping his arms around her as he rammed her down on his rigid shaft. He began thrusting up into her, hard and fast, as he sucked feverishly at her breast. She was grunting with each thrust, the breath almost knocked out of her. Roxanne could do nothing but hang on and give her body over to the experience.
    She could hear him grunting against her breast now, sensing he was close to another massive orgasm. Her own body was screaming for release and hearing him sent her into overdrive. He was holding her ass with both hands, pushing her down as he thrust up into her.
    Suddenly Carlo threw his head back, screaming, as his orgasm broke, thrusting sharply into her, lifting her up by her hips and ramming her back down on his cock as it exploded in hot streams inside her. Roxanne saw her blood on his lips and fangs; the sight of it sent her over the edge, her whole body convulsing against Carlo as she erupted in a mind-blowing series of orgasms, one after another.
    She felt herself slipping into some dark place, her mind unable to handle the sensations her body was experiencing. She was falling, sliding away from all thought; the only thing she knew was incredible pleasure racing through her body, wave after wave.
    Roxanne opened her eyes. She was lying in a