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Category: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy/BDSM Erotica
Description: Blood...lust...revenge... In 1570, Maximilian Wolffe was turned vampire, sired by a demonic master. Braggio Luca was an outcast rogue even among the undead, and his hunting ground, the streets of Venice. Max learned to appreciate pain from the most skilled. He did what he had to do to survive. And in the end, he begged. But a brutal master should always beware of what he creates. He saw her...wanted her...claimed her... In 1872, Max and his companion, Claudio, hunt the streets of Venice once more. What Max finds, however, is not what he expects--Lena, a woman to equal his passion. He takes her, tutors her in the darkest desires, makes her his servitess, and ultimately, his vampiress. Yet after turning her, he abandons her in order to save her. It is the memory of Lena that may keep Max from succumbing to the beast within. More than a century passes when Lena is confronted once again with her sire, the dark lover she has never forgotten. Now it is Lena, weary of being alone, who is on the hunt for a servitor, a human male to submit to her every need. She finds him in Dr. Erik Rand. She claims him, but what she doesn't expect is Max's return, demanding what is rightfully his--both Lena and her human, Erik. Would their memories re-ignite the fire that had once seared the nights of Venice? Max has changed. He's no longer the vampire Lena once loved. This vampire is more predatory, more dangerous. Max means to claim his possessions in the most elemental way known to mortal man, or to the undead. Will his vampiress submit to the dangerous creature he has become? Genres: Dark Fantasy / Vampire / BDSM / Menage [M/M/F] / Group Sex / Bisexual [M/M] / Voyeurism / Exhibitionism / Public Places
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2008
eBookwise Release Date: August 2009

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [260 KB]
Words: 59041
Reading time: 168-236 min.

It was a dangerous game that Max and Claudio played. More dangerous perhaps than any they had engaged in thus far. Max looked down at Lena as she lay spread across the coverlet of the bed. He could not give her up. He leaned forward and licked the tendril of blood that trailed along her pale throat.

Her eyelids fluttered open and she moaned. He kissed her parted lips, savored her humanness. Felt the beat of her heart, tasted her ... soul, the light of her now shackled to his darkness.

With his tongue he licked his way down her luscious female flesh. Her warm skin excited him. His teeth left his marks upon her body. He suckled at her nipple, drawing on it, razing his teeth across the plump mound of her sensitive breast.

Her breathing turned shallow, and became faster and faster as he sucked and teased. She undulated beneath him as he roamed her curves, his fingers tracing the flare of her hip, down across her flat abdomen, burrowing between and delving into her moist, female cleft.

He spread her thighs and tasted her sweet honeyed essence. Max flicked his tongue over her stiffened clit, and stroked over the softness of her silky inner labia lips. Such a sweet, pink delicacy. He placed her feet flat on the bed and lifted her hips, cupping her perfect, rounded bottom. He plunged his tongue into her vagina, sucking at her juices, reveling in the tight passage.

Her taste was exquisite, her innocent passion addictive.

He pulled away and flipped her onto her stomach, positioning her for his pleasure. Then he situated himself. He reached for the bottle of oil, tipped it, and watched as the golden liquid oozed along her crack. She wiggled her pretty heart-shaped bottom, pushing back against him.

"You want to be fucked?" he asked.

"Yes. You've made me a wanton woman, Max." She gave him a sloe-eyed glance over her shoulder. "Why don't you take me where most men take women."

"You're a virgin, Lena. I want you to stay that way until your wedding night."