Read Bride of Blood:: First Kiss Online

Authors: Anthony E. Ventrello

Bride of Blood:: First Kiss (32 page)

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
When they were back in the downtown area, Anton looked more closely at Velara.
 
She was just as beautiful as he remembered her.
 
It was almost as if he were seeing her for the first time.
 
She was still radiantly beautiful.
 
The city lights sparkled in her eyes and her dark brown skin seemed to glow.
 
She was wearing a nice green dress and a coat that didn’t hide her shapely and curvy body.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Velara looked back at Anton.
 
She smiled warmly.
 
She’d missed him so much.
 
Of course he would have questions about where she’d been and why she’d left so suddenly.
 
She sighed and put her head back on his shoulder.
 
So many things had happened since she’d last seen him…so many adventures and trials and tribulations.
 
It would take her ages to tell him everything.
 
But she had no intention of doing so.
 
She would tell him what she wanted him to know.
 
Lady Bernadine had made that quite clear to her.
 
There was some things that Anton didn’t need to know about, not yet.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Velara suddenly felt sad as she realized that they would only be together for this night.
 
She had to leave him again, but this time it wasn’t her choice.
 
She had much to do in preparation for the coming war.
 
Coming war, she suddenly thought.
 
The war was on now!
 
Mortals had already been caught in the crossfire of it.
 
There was word that familiars would be the next target.
 
It was hard to tell who would be attacked next.
 
There would be many casualties on both sides.
 
In the end, there would truly be no victor.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Velara pushed the thoughts of the war out of her mind and looked up at Anton with a smile.
 
She would focus on tonight, only, for the moment.
 
She was happy to be back with the love of her life, even if it were only for one night.
 
She would make the most of it.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The hotel where they decided to stay was quite luxurious.
 
Best of all, it was one of those types of hotels that was used to taking in all sorts of rich people with odd requests.
 
When Anton asked for a large, black blanket to be sent to their room, it was ready with no questions.
 
After making the request, Anton saw a few desk clerks taking several rolls of aluminum foil to another room.
 
He was informed that a world, famous rock band was in town and that their drummer requested the stuff.
 
He didn’t want to know.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Settling into their room for the day, Anton and Velara fell into each other’s arms without a word.
 
The taste of her lips was almost like the sweetest wine, or what he remembered of it.
 
Her skin was its usual uncommon warmth, typical for a vampire of African American descent.
 
Her long braids tickled his face and he kissed her deeply and passionately.
 
All time, worry, space, and everything else was gone for the time they were spending together.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Anton quickly disrobed Velara and eased her onto her back.
 
She agreed and felt her body tingle as she knew that Anton was about to work his magic on her.
 
His tongue found her clit and began to expertly flick it.
 
She moaned with excitement and held the back of his head.
 
The motions he made with his tongue filled her with delight and took her breath away.
 
She moaned with pleasure and felt herself come very quickly.
 
It usually never took long for her to do so when Anton performed oral on her.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
She sat up and kissed Anton’s mouth greedily.
 
How much she had missed his warm lips and the taste of blood that never seemed to leave his mouth.
 
She thrust her tongue deep into his mouth and he readily accepted her.
 
She reached down and grabbed his already hard and throbbing member.
 
He gasped as she stroked it up and down.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
She flipped her hair back and then settled in to begin a little magic of her own.
 
She inserted it into her mouth and began to suck.
 
She moved ever so carefully as to not bite it with her fangs as she held on with one hand and sucked hard on its head.
 
Her tongue rolled around it and her full lips caressed the throbbing shaft.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Anton was nearly beside himself with lust and passion as he lifted her head and kissed her again.
 
In a split second Velara was on her back and Anton was upon her and inside of her.
 
She moaned, eyes rolled back in her head and wrapped her arms around him.
 
It had been so long.
 
She had wanted him so badly and for so long that she had to remind herself that this was no dream.
 
She was with the man that she loved.
 
The man that had given her a blissful eternity and loved her more than humanly possible.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The lovemaking continued for what seemed like hours.
 
After they were both spent, they lay on the bed wrapped in the sheets and in each other.
 
Anton was softly dozing and Velara stroked his long hair.
 
She was continually knotting her fingers in his long locks.
 
Suddenly she became aware that she was hungry and feeling very weak.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I don’t want to break this blissful afterglow, my love,” she whispered in Anton’s ear.
 
“But I haven’t fed.”

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Anton sat up as if hit by a bolt of lightning.
 
“Oh shit,” he exclaimed.
 
He quickly dressed and said to her, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
A few hours later they were making love again, covered almost head to toe in blood.
 
The dead prostitute lay on the floor next to the bed.
 
Apparently she had once thought it was a great idea to slit the throats of her johns and take all their money after performing a job.
 
She didn’t have a clue that the man she met that night could read her thoughts and discover her dirty little secret.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The blood from the prostitute covered both of them, and the sheets of the bed.
 
But neither of them cared.
 
Blood was life, life that had been taken from the evil of the world to be their food.
 
One life taken; one life given.
 
That was what Lady Bernadine always told them.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Later, it was Anton’s turn to look down at a sleeping Velara.
 
She looked so quiet and peaceful, wrapped up in sheets and covered with blood.
 
He had really missed her.
 
Now they were going to be separated again.
 
Maybe this time forever.
 
There were so many questions he wanted to ask her.
 
Where had she gone?
 
Where had she been?
 
Why did she leave?
 
But he didn’t want to break the mood or even waken her.
 
In the twilight, there would be calls to be made and plans to be made.
 
War was upon them and there was no time for romance or questions.
 
If they both lived, he promised himself that he would ask her all that he desired.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Velara was only pretending to sleep.
 
She didn’t require much sleep.
 
Sometimes she could sleep for 3-4 hours a day, sometimes less.
 
She was looking at Anton through the slits of her eyes.
 
She truly had missed him, and she loved him.
 
What she did to him wasn’t fair.
 
He’d given her life and saved her from death.
 
But there were things that she had needed to see and do.
 
She had her descendants to look after and other things to do.
 
It would take several days of explaining or a book-sized letter for her to explain everything to Anton.
 
After the war was over, she would explain everything.
 
That is, if Anton would still want her.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
She knew all about Christina Michelle and the others.
 
She didn’t like the fact that Anton had slept with several other women since her departure.
 
Still, vampire or not he was a man.
 
She knew that to vampires sex was a form of stress relief. She knew his needs and how he felt about Michelle.
 
She detested her greatly, although she admired the work she had done in the past.
 
She would be a valuable tool in their war with The Order of the Dragon.
 
Still she hoped that neither she nor Anton would ever have to see her again after the war.

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