Redemption: My Vampire Lover Part #2 (A Dark Realm Novella Series) by Victoria Embers

eyes. The magnitude of understanding how deadly and yet
how gentle he was sent shivers down my spine. He was truly an
enigma.
    A vampire’s desire knows no bounds.
    Out of nowhere, the Wolf’s words shot into my
mind.
    Do you know what rules you are breaking?
    For the second time, I refused to acknowledge
the Wolf’s threat. Instead I decided I could make my own future. You, nor my father owns me , I mentally replied.
    I took Raphael’s ear lobe in my mouth and
gently caressed it with my tongue. The walls of my sex summoned his
manhood as I tightened around him, feeling his hot rigid
response.
    I lowered my body over him as his rod impaled
me completely. Quickly I breathed in a soothing gasp of ecstasy.
This was glorious. His muscular body merged with my delicate one
perfectly. I raised myself to him, while he held me in his arms,
locking my legs around his rock-hard hips, letting my body decide
the rhythm of our lovemaking as I rode him.
    “Yes,” he groaned, his cock pulsating in me.
My thrusts were hard, savage against his upper thighs. “This time
is for you,” I whispered with a sweet innocence that was quickly
leaving me. Under the red moon, I basked in the newly awakened
sense of life I felt, the confidence, the assurance that I was
indeed on the right path being here in this horrible place in this
vampire’s quite exquisite embrace. The delightful smell of his
masculinity hit my nostrils again. Nutmeg. Honey. Salt. I still
couldn’t define it, but I knew that smell. I knew I’d never forget
it, I mused. I breathed the scent of him in fully, hoping to steal
some away, hoping I’d have some clinging to my hair, my face, my
body so I could remember this moment forever. As if I’d be able to
ever forget…
    Raphael leaned closer to me and buried his
head in my breasts. His hot breath seared my flesh. He swept his
moist tongue over my chest. A wave of bliss spread through me. Then
he covered my mouth hungrily. His kiss sent the pit of my stomach
into a wild swirl.
    My nipples delicately grazed against his
smooth chest. As I gripped his broad shoulders, I continued my
rhythm, lifting myself up and then down on him. Up and down. It was
an intoxicating dance of desire and passion. I spread my legs wider
in his grasp. I didn't want it to end. The substantial length of
his cock gave me every luxury to take in every inch of him. He
kissed the pulsing hollow at the base of my throat and let out a
guttural growl that almost frightened me.
    Then a silence surface in my veins, a dull
humming noise that blocked out Raphael’s moans of desire, a voice I
had never heard before.
    Offer. Offer yourself to this vampire,
little wolf.
    “Raphael, something is wrong,” I said, not
being able to hear my voice.
    I saw Raphael’s lips moving as he sat me down
on the ground and situated his clothes. He reached for me, but I
tripped over his coat and fell forward up against the rock. I
blacked out.
    The voice returned. A sea of red piercing
lights invaded my eyes. I had lost sight of Raphael or where I was.
I saw nothing, but red and heard nothing but a sinister voice.
    Small wolf. Small disgusting, dirty little
whore of a wolf. You will worship this vampire. You will give him
your blood or I will destroy you. Do as I say. Do you hear me? Do
as I say.
    “Raphael, Raphael!” I screamed. I cried out
Raphael’s name over and over, praying I could break the hold this
creature had on me. Was this his blood talking to me?
Raphael!
    ***
    When I came to, Raphael had wrapped me up in
his coat. The red moon’s light shown on his face and I was so happy
to see him. I buried my body in his embrace. “Thanks be to the Moon
Goddess, it’s you.”
    “What happened?” he snapped.
    His intense anger scared me and I flinched.
“I don’t know,” I mumbled and moved away from me as I realized my
head was hurting.
    He sighed loudly. “I apologize. Tell me what
happened,” he said more calmly. He situated me up against the rock
like I was