Paranormal Romance: Saved For the Vampire (Menage Romance,BBW Romance, Vampire Romance) by Rachel S. William

Chapter One
     
    As the lights came up in the movie theater, Laura stood up, a low moan slipping from between her lips as she stretched her hands out to either side of her. A yawn pushed it's way out of her mouth, then her lips, one bigger than the other, set into a lazy smile. It was the end of yet another great date. “So ice cream after?” She asked as her man, Roy Benson, stood up, handing her purse.
    He raised one of those perfectly sculpted eyebrows. “I don't know how you can even think about food at a time like this.” He replied, his smooth voice heavy with humor.
     
    Laura rolled her eyes. “Oh come on. It wasn't that scary.” She replied.
     
    He cocked his head to one side and opened his mouth to respond, but was cut short by a teenage couple trying to get by. Laura scanned the young blond with her halter top and high rise shorts, a smirk dominating her face. She glanced at Roy, who had the same amused look in his eye and the two collapsed into laughter as soon as the woman-child had climbed down the rest of the isle.
     
    “You have quite the stomach for these things.” Roy replied as he guided her down the row.
     
    Laura giggled her way out into the isle, turning to shoot Roy a teasing glower. “That is incredibly ironic coming from you.” She replied.
     
    He pursed his lips, giving her a questioning look. “And why is that?” he asked, placing his hand on the small of Laura's back.
     
    Laura felt her stomach lurch at the sensation of his touch. A chill ran down her spine as every time he touched her always felt like the first time he had ever touched her. She leaned into him, stopping just short of resting her head on his shoulder as they made their way up the isle and through the doors. It took everything in her not to split her lips and let out a short purr. “Because you're one of the most mysterious men I have ever met.” she replied, glancing at this midnight hair, his pale skin and his dark eyes. Today, the rims were slightly red, as if he hadn't had a good night of sleep in a while, or was suffering from an acute allergic reaction. The first time Laura had noticed that, it troubled her, but she had more than gotten used to it in the months that they had been dating.
     
    Roy waited until they had stepped into the cool, October night before responding to that. He dragged her off to the side, holding both of her hands in each of his, and stared right into her eyes. He did this every once in a while; stood right into her eyes without saying anything. She thought it was a bit strange at first, but she had had more than enough time to grow accustomed to it, and, in fact, sometimes it felt more intimate than the deepest kiss. “I beg to differ. I actually think I am quite transparent.”
     
    Laura laughed at this, as he trailed his hands down her curves, resting them on her hips. “See that's the thing about people hiding things: they never really notice how much other people pick up.” she replied, her green eyes wide with expectation. They had reached the inevitable moment in the night where they were bathed in the calm aura of the stars and the moon, not really pressed for reservations or a movie to see and having nothing to entertain themselves with but each other. It was time for him to tell her something new about himself. Over the course of three months, they had been through her exhaustive list of life experiences, shitty apartments and less-than-exciting working class jobs.
     
    But instead of telling her something useful about himself, he drew her in for a kiss. Laura furrowed her brow when her lips met his, a flash of agitation shooting through her mind... right before the embrace got a chance to melt it. She released a deep sigh as she pressed her body against his, paying attention to the way his hard muscles burrowed into her curves. Their lips danced together, his hands slipping underneath the pink blouse she had gotten for half price at Bloomingdale’s. She reached up,