Chapter 257

• Emily gave him a wicked grin as she tore the tattered remains of his cargo pants off and threw them aside. Then in one smooth move she was out of her elegant dress, standing before him in nothing more than a garter belt and hose and looking more radiantly beautiful than he'd remembered as her claws disappeared. His cock stood on end and saluted her nakedness. She crawled, slowly, up onto the bed and kissed its tip. Then she sank her mouth all the way down his shaft until her lips were firmly locked around its base. She sucked hard as her head came back up causing Carlos to groan deeply and arch his back as the wave of pleasure shot out from his crotch.
• Doing that move a couple more times, Emily got his cock nice and wet before mounting him and sliding down the length of his hardness. While she rode him, Carlos couldn't help but wonder. "Bite me," he breathed. "Do what it is that you do, Emelina, whatever it is that you... uh... Vampires... do."
• Needing no further prodding, Emily ground her hips down into his, arched her back, and bared her fangs. This being the first time he'd ever seen such a thing, it frightened and intrigued him all at once. He braced himself for the attack... for want of a better term... as she suddenly came down aiming for his neck. The moment her lips made contact with his jugular and he felt her teeth sink into his flesh, his body responded by exploding into yet another magnificent orgasm that he'd become accustomed to with her. His cock now moved within her at such a speed that he swore was usually reserved for high speed vibrators and his seed blew up into her womb as such a staccato that it felt like he was either riding a jackhammer or being sucked off by a high-speed vacuum cleaner.