Melissa MacNeal - Beyond Redemption

Billy shifted beside me, as though he wondered if Pandora had nasty plans for him, as well. "So you really are…vampires?"

"Oh yes, Billy, make no mistake about who you're beholden to," she replied, her smile more toothy than usual. "And because you've discovered who we are, Perfidia's hackles are up. She's trying to protect us, to be sure-we haven't survived all these centuries by flaunting ourselves foolishly, you see."

Pandora stepped back to allow us entry, her expression waxing pensive. "Our omniscience weighs heavily upon us at times," she reflected. "Perfidia's past is perhaps more…pertinent to your situation than mine or Pink's, but that doesn't mean I'll let her ruin your future on a whim. With a flick of my little finger I can make the whole orphanage disappear, along with the children and the memories of those who abandoned them here. It will be as though we never existed, out here beyond Redemption."

What a mind-boggling concept! "And what will happen to you-to us-really?" I asked, reaching for the comfort of Billy's hand.

Pandora shrugged, causing her ample breasts to almost overflow the low, lacy bodice of her black gown. "We'll take up in a new place, with a new purpose. After a century or two, any town-and any reason to be there-can lose its charm."

Her obsidian gaze enveloped Billy's bare body as she said this, while one thin strap of her gown drifted coyly down her pale arm. With her raven hair falling about her shoulders, mussed and lovely, and her lips of devil red lifting into a bow-shaped smile, Pandora allowed her allure to settle over us. Such a temptress she was! Her lush breasts bulged slightly with her every breath as she pondered her options.

"Billy, my sweet," she murmured, widening her eyes to swallow him whole with her subtle power, "you are about to become the lover every female on earth secretly craves-a partner whose sole mission is to please his woman again and again. Miss Pink proved your prowess with that big dick, but I'll teach you to drive Andrea wild without it!"

With a puckish wink, she made Billy's member shrivel and cling to his body as though it feared being seen.

"What the-? How am I supposed to-?" Tripplehorn scooped his pitiful pecker into his palm to protect it, or perhaps to resuscitate it. "I don't know how you expect me to-"

"Ah, you see the crux of it now," the vampire crooned, and she turned to lead us through the back of the house. "It's never occurred to you, I know, but most women are expected to oblige their men under very similar circumstances-being taken when they're not the least bit interested, or before they've been properly aroused. Never forget this, Billy: every woman wants to be seduced. And there's no such thing as too much foreplay."

An impatient snort escaped him as we approached the back stairs. "So how am I supposed to seduce Andrea, when you've tied my cock in a knot?"

"See there? So focused on your own organ-your own needs-that you have no concept of ours." Pandora turned to us again, at the foot of the steps leading to the second-floor bedrooms. Her black lace gown slithered down her sleek form, rendering her as naked as we were yet oh, so much more irresistible! "Most men can only fantasize about fucking two beautiful women at once, so pay attention! You're about to live your wildest dreams!"

Before another heartbeat went by, she dipped her head and extended her tongue. My breath escaped me as the rough, pink tip of it shocked my nipple into jutting out for more-a ripe, aching berry to be plucked by those pearly incisors. While I was no stranger to female flirtation, I felt myself slipping into Pandora's thrall as surely as Billy already had. I moaned with need, falling against the wall to allow the vamp her way while Tripplehorn's hungry eyes feasted on us. My heart was pounding with the possibility that she might feed upon me, sipping slowly through each tiny puncture. Yet this thought only made me want her more.

Pandora smiled, letting her fingertips drift along the sensitive skin at my sides. I laughed with nervous need, thrusting my breasts into her face as my fingers found the warm scalp beneath her midnight hair. "Please-I-"

"See there?" the vampire challenged our observer. "Not a cock in sight, and Andrea's so wet and ready she'll explode with the slightest touch. If you're a good student-if you think you're deserving-I'll let you do the honors."

Mesmerized by the sight of her lips laving my breast, Billy stepped forward with his hand extended. My thighs parted of their own accord. I felt caught up in the undercurrents of Pandora's power, helpless against whatever seductive weapons she'd wield. Yet I'd never felt my own strength more keenly. Tripplehorn teased at the curls above my cunt as though caught up in the novelty of such adornment. When I raised my foot to the second step, opening myself, two inquisitive fingers accepted the invitation.

My wanton moan echoed in the stairwell. With my head bumping back against the wall and my hips thrusting forward, begging for more, I'd become a hungry target for their attentions-ravenous for all the passion they could serve up. Pandora suckled, drawing my nipple between her lethal teeth until my blood thrummed. Billy, meanwhile, watched in awe as the touch of his finger pads nearly sent me to the ceiling. He'd barely parted my nether lips before the warm wetness began oozing out of me.

"Can you smell her heat? Her need?" Pandora whispered. Her breath fell warm on my breasts, making them pucker with goose bumps. "Can you feel the excitement mounting inside her now? Stroke her slickness, Billy. Kneel between her knees, to see what you've only thrust at in the darkness before."

His smile made me weak. Not only did he kneel, he let his tongue linger on my skin all the way from my breast along the my side until the curve of my hip drew him inward. With a lusty chuckle he thumbed my lips open, and then parted them wider, inhaling me.

"So warm and wanting," he murmured. "I can see the pulse making her hole quiver. Makes me want to stick my cock-"

"Too bad you don't have one," Pandora chided lightly. With a swish of her hips, she shoved him aside. "And until you learn to put Andrea first, I get her all to myself. You just get to watch. And wish for it."

With that, the beguiling vampire crouched between my legs and parted them farther. As if I weren't feeling open and exposed enough, she then caught the inner ridge of my curls between her fingers and tugged at my lips. She sucked air, anticipating. And then, with a restraint that made me want to thrust against her face, craving her touch, she circled the sensitive, slick skin with just the tip of her tongue.

I bucked, crying out. My fingers again found her head, urging it forward, but Pandora was a woman of iron will and she'd been this sort of a tease for centuries: I was no match for all the ways she knew to drive me insane while appearing to remain utterly collected herself. Slowly--ever so lightly!-she lapped at my inner folds, occasionally gazing up to gauge her effect.

My eyes met hers and a surge of raw passion struck like lightning. I writhed, wishing to evade the purposeful invasion of her tongue-the inevitable baring of my very soul as I begged for more, for completion. Yet I was powerless in her grasp, there against the wall of the house that was hers in every way. I was panting. My hips and thighs strained against her fingers as the heat spiraled inside me.

Then Pandora backed away. The mere inches between her face and my aching flesh made me feel suddenly bereft, suddenly desperate. When she lifted my leg higher, so my foot rested on the next step up, I wondered if I'd be so stiff when she finished that I'd never walk again.

Yet taking flight makes walking so inconsequential: extending her tongue into a dainty yet wicked pink tip, Pandora advanced toward my open hole with excruciating slowness. I wiggled against her relentless hands, squirming with need and anticipation like I'd never known. And before she so much as touched my clit with that brazen, curled tongue of hers, I was howling with my climax. Like a Banshee I wailed, and when that wayward vampire finally made the lightest of contact, I lost all control of myself.