I have a treat for everyone this week. Yes, I do! Lots of you have read the first 4 installments of my serial erotica novel, “A Vampire’s Kiss.” And many of you have fallen for my hunky vampire hero, Drayton Manigault.
I mean, who wouldn’t? Damn, that man is HAWT!
Well, for those of you who haven’t had a chance to read this scorching novel, I thought you might enjoy some vamp sex this week.
Dontcha love me? lmao!
Here’s Chapter 4 from “A Vampire’s Kiss” (which is the first chapter in the second installment). To give you some backstory, Sara and Dray meet at Noelle’s Samhain party, and he asks her out to lunch the next day. Spontaneous, lusty Sara jumps him before they finish eating. What can I say? She’s a horny Witch. Oh, and she doesn’t know he’s a vampire, because she thinks vamps only exist in paranormal romance novels.
Enjoy!!
I mean, who wouldn’t? Damn, that man is HAWT!
Well, for those of you who haven’t had a chance to read this scorching novel, I thought you might enjoy some vamp sex this week.
Dontcha love me? lmao!
Here’s Chapter 4 from “A Vampire’s Kiss” (which is the first chapter in the second installment). To give you some backstory, Sara and Dray meet at Noelle’s Samhain party, and he asks her out to lunch the next day. Spontaneous, lusty Sara jumps him before they finish eating. What can I say? She’s a horny Witch. Oh, and she doesn’t know he’s a vampire, because she thinks vamps only exist in paranormal romance novels.
Enjoy!!
An excerpt from “A Vampire’s Kiss: Book One of the Manigault Vampires”
by Laura Stamps © 2010
CHAPTER FOUR
Dray nuzzles her neck. “What are you doing, sugar?” he murmurs, tenderly stroking her back.
Sara cups his face, touching his sensuous bottom lip with her thumb. “I want you, Dray.” She stares at him and sees her desire mirrored in his quiet, dark eyes. “I can’t help myself.”
He kisses her thumb. “I assume this means you don’t move into dating relationships slowly.”
“Not this time.” She flicks her tongue across his cheek and into his ear. When he shivers, she giggles. “Besides, slow is boring.”
His cool fingers span her flat stomach. “Do you realize you just called me Dray?”
“I did, didn’t I?” Sara kisses the corner of his mouth. “Maybe your name only feels right when you’re about to fuck me.”
“Am I?” Dray laughs suddenly. “You’re such a spontaneous little Witch.” He brushes her cheek with a light kiss. “Everything you do surprises me. I never know what to expect.”
Wiggling in his lap, Sara slips her hand inside his pants, and Dray gasps when she touches his thickening cock. “What? No one surprises you, big boy?”
“Not nearly enough,” he groans, pressing his erection against her fingers while she strokes his steely shaft.
“I think that’s about to change.”
“I hope so,” he replies, covering her mouth with his, kissing her hungrily, his tongue plunging between her lips.
Welcoming his aggressive kiss, Sara fists her hands in his long hair, eating at his mouth, giving free reign to the lust surging throughout her body.
Pulling back suddenly, she takes a deep breath. “Dear Goddess!” she exclaims. “I wanna climb you like a tree and howl!”
Dray laughs and shakes his head. “You’ve got to be part Fey, sugar.”
She nips his nose and impatiently unbuckles his costly designer belt. “Stop talking, Dray, and fuck me. I can’t wait any longer.”
When she reaches for his zipper Dray covers her hand with his. “Let me, darlin’. I’m so hard you could injure me if we don’t do this right.” Slowly he pulls the zipper down, and his rigid cock springs out.
“I knew it!” Sara exclaims, running her fingers along his erection. “I knew you were a commando kinda guy.”
“Lift your arms, sugar.” Dray strips off her sweatshirt and drops it on a bench next to the table. Then he freezes. “Do you always wear lingerie like this?”
“Shocking, isn’t it?” she purrs, rubbing her eager nipples against the palms of his hands, while he strokes her small breasts through the black lace camisole. “I’m addicted to sexy lingerie. Is that a problem?”
“No.” He exhales roughly. “I like it.”
“Thanks,” Sara replies, whimpering as Dray slides his hands beneath the cami, running his thumbs over her nipples. When he begins to roll the sensitive buds between his fingers, she gasps and grips his arms tightly, clenching her teeth at the exquisite sensation.
“Such pretty nipples,” he murmurs, pulling off the cami and tossing it on top of her sweatshirt. “So rosy and responsive.”
All coherent thoughts flee her mind the minute Dray dips his head and licks a beaded tip. “Yesssss,” she hisses, pressing his head to her breast as a needy moan flows from her throat.
He straightens and grins, cupping her small, perky breasts in his hands, pinching both of her nipples between his long fingers. “Why did you think I went commando?”
Sara’s bottom lip tingles with numbness, erotic tremors shooting from her nipples to her clit while he teases her breasts. “Because all the guys I know who wear leather pants go commando,” she whimpers, his skilled hands driving her libido insane.
Dray chuckles. When he captures her other breast in the hot cavern of his mouth, she shrieks.
“Stop asking me questions, big boy! I can’t think anymore.” She wiggles in his lap, impatiently rubbing her swollen clit against his hard cock.
Reaching between them, he slips his hand inside Sara’s jeans, running his finger through the drenched folds of her pussy.
“Please, Dray, I can’t wait.” She lifts his head from her breast and nibbles his lips. “How are we gonna do this?”
“Stand up, sugar.” He opens his legs and moves her off his lap. “You’re overdressed.”
After she kicks off her boots, Dray places his hand on her waist while he unzips her jeans. Quickly, she shimmies out of them, and they fall to the floor.
“Pink,” he murmurs, looping his finger through the scrap of filmy material barely covering her mound.
“Not pink,” she corrects, a saucy grin curling her lips. “Fuchsia. It’s my favorite color.” She lifts her hands and twirls, stopping to shake her ass at him.
“So I see,” he growls, pulling the tiny bikini panties down her legs. She rests her hand on his shoulder as she steps out, and he tosses the silky lingerie on top of the growing pile of her clothes.
“Now what?” she asks, her hands on her hips. “You’re dressed, and I’m not.” She tilts her head and gives him a Fey smile. “Know what I wanna do?”
Dray chuckles. “I’m almost afraid to ask, sugar.”
“You’ve got sixty seconds to make your move, big boy, or I’m jumping you,” she teases, her eyes narrowing mischievously.
Faster than lightning, he scoops her up and sets her on his lap again, straddling his legs.
“Eek!” she shrieks, grabbing his shoulders to steady herself.
Quickly, his hand slides over her mound. “Tell me what you want, Sara,” he whispers, nuzzling her neck as he slips one finger into her saturated cunt, bending it slightly.
Sara moans, and her head drops back. “I want your dick,” she breathes when he adds another finger, stretching her with a delicious scissoring motion. She presses her mound into his hand and screams the minute he grazes her G-spot, her pussy flooding him with cream.
“How sweet,” he whispers, licking her juice from his fingers. “Here.” He runs his glistening thumb over her bottom lip. “Taste yourself, darlin’.”
Sara smiles wickedly, tasting the essence of herself. “You’re a hottie,” she purrs, grabbing his shirt and tugging it out of his pants. “And I like it.”
Hastily, she unbuttons his shirt and pushes it off his shoulders. Running her hands across his lean chest, she hums with delight at the soft, dark curls beneath her fingers.
“I’ve been wanting to do this all afternoon,” she confesses, brushing aside his gold medallion necklace to flick her tongue across a hard, coffee-colored nipple.
Dray groans and grabs his cock, stroking it. “Sit on me, sugar.”
Rubbing her nipples against his chest, she sighs with delight. “We need a condom, Dray.”
He tucks a wisp of long blonde hair behind her ear and looks into her eyes. “No, we don’t, sugar. I’m sterile.”
“Oh, Dray,” she soothes, cupping his face in her hands. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” he assures her. “I’ve been like this for a long time.” He raises her hip and teases her wet pussy with the head of his cock.
Whimpering, she reaches down to guide his swollen shaft to the entrance of her pussy.
“Perfect,” he whispers, leaning over to nip her shoulder while he lifts his hips and surges into her.
“Yesssss!” Sara hisses, taking him balls deep, her cunt instantly soaking his shaft with cream. “You feel soooooo good!”
Her hungry pussy clasps his dick as he lifts her hips and then slams into her again, sinking so deeply her clit drags against the smooth leather of his pants.
Wild with lust, she growls as he begins to thrust into her, setting a steady, erotic rhythm. Nerve endings she didn’t know she possessed snap to life. Her fingers grip the taut muscles of his arms, while she closes her eyes, greedy for everything he can give her.
Placing her feet flat against the back of the chair, she presses her knees against Dray’s shoulders, meeting each of his long, deep strokes.
“Sara, tell me what you want,” he pants, a trickle of perspiration dripping from his temple to his neck.
The sensation of his thick cock sliding in and out of her drenched channel sets her entire body on fire. Every stroke brands her with intense pleasure, making her gasp for breath.
Before she can answer, the first tingle of an orgasm tightens the muscles in her swollen sheath, and she warns, “I’m coming!”
Dray twists his hips and continues to grind into her. The bulbous head his cock grazes her G-spot, and she climaxes fiercely. Screaming, she freezes as a sizzling orgasm rolls through her, stealing what’s left of her breath.
Just when she feels as though she might lose consciousness, Dray groans through clenched teeth, “I’ve got to finish, sugar. Are you okay with that?”
“Mmm,” she mumbles, unable to speak.
He thrusts into her again, his steely cock impaling her as his lips linger over her neck, his hot breath gently fanning her softly scented skin.
And then he bites her.
Sara’s eyes pop open. But her protest is lost in a climax so intense an endless wail claws its way out of her throat. All she can do is grab his shoulders and hang on.
Dray lifts his head from her neck and shouts when his dick spasms, flooding her pussy with hot cum.
Still caught in the clutches of that surprising orgasm, she feels him soothe the bite on her neck with his tongue. But her body is so relaxed it refuses to do more than drift in a boneless state. And she collapses on him, closing her eyes.
Dray cradles her head against his chest, gently stroking her damp hair until her breathing returns to normal.
After a while she sighs contently and sits up in his lap, looking into his dark eyes. “Dear Goddess, you’re a good fuck,” she whispers, her voice raspy with sensual satisfaction.
Dray chuckles, flashing her a wolfish smile.
Reaching up, she tentatively touches the tender skin on her neck. “Hey, you bit me!”
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“A Vampire’s Kiss: Book One of the Manigault Vampires” is a serial paranormal erotica novel. You can find it in pdf at my site:
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xoxo
Laura Stamps ©
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(HOT vampires, shapeshifters, witches)
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