Fratelli: The Awakening (The Vampire Cartel #1)

24. Lovers Tango

Chapter 24

Lovers Tango

4 2,000 feet in the sky - 3 1/2 hrs flight

April 14, 2018

(8 Days Before Death)

Lucio watched as the woman of his dreams undressed. Her outfit, tight as a second skin, slid off her voluptuous curves. The mental blockade she wielded against vampires like him, who sought access to her mind and intentions, held strong. What a thrill it was to be with a woman he could not own or control, unlike all the others. Their shared invincibility, born of their powers, made him feel human again.

The plane featured a compact room designed for both sleep and entertainment. It perfectly accommodated her striptease. Lucio sat on the edge of the bed as the flight attendant thoughtfully poured two glasses of wine and left it for them. He picked up a glass, his eyes drank in her beauty as she pulled her panties down her heart-shaped hips. Lucio took a sip, immediately noticing the berry flavor tinged with a noticeable staleness. It was a stark reminder of how his humanity was rapidly fading.

“I want to taste you,” she said.

Lucio paused. Slowly, he lowered the glass from his lips, unsure of what to say to such a request. He wanted the same thing and more.

Dolly took the glass from his hand. She hated wine, but she had hoped it would chill her nerves. While she stood before him stark naked, she drank the glass clean and then set it aside. Dolly hesitated on her next move. She had to. The quivers in her tummy made her overly anxious. She wanted to be confident. This was her takedown of him, and she needed it to last. With the toss of her hair over her shoulder, she knelt before his spread knees without touching him. Shaky fingers undid his belt, lowered his zipper, grabbed the top of his pants, and dragged them down.

Lucio shifted slightly to help her ease his briefs down to his thighs. The long lashes of her liquid brown eyes lifted, and her gaze locked with his as she freed his cock. Lucio clenched his fists. Every sinew in his body tensed. Muscles tightened to the bone. Inside, a war raged to reclaim self-control. The Draca was awake, insisting his vampire nature win. Not for her. Not again. Never again. Lucio had convinced himself it would be different this time. He was a man again.

Dolly’s fingers, delicate but strong, stroked his length, bringing his cock to a fully erect state. “Do you want to know my fantasy?” she asked in the sweetest voice he had ever heard her utter. Lucio squeezed his eyes shut as tight as he could. Why is she talking in that voice? Why the fuck is she teasing him? He felt his fangs extend and his jaw clenched.

“Lucio? Are you listening?” she asked.

“Yes!” He was able to grunt.

“Someday, in our future, I want to do to you what I’m about to do to you now. In your office, from under your desk, while you talk business to your men, take calls from your clients, while you give off orders, and make all the decisions for your world. I want to be there, on my knees, like this,” she said.

Lucio winced. He peered down at her, seeing her as she proposed. Dolly’s smile was so wickedly beautiful, so mischievous. He knew in an instant that she was his true love.

“I’ll grant that wish,” he said through a release of a deep, stunted breath.

She eased up while stroking his monster cock and slipped him some tongue. It glided over the head of his cock and then down. He placed a hand on the top of her head and steadied her up and down suction.

“Will you behave, be quiet, and let me have you in any way I want, no matter what?”

She only moaned a response.

“Damn, oh damn, Doll... oh yes...” Lucio panted, reminded of how weak the flesh could be. As the last of his mortality stirred through the semen in his nuts, he hissed in a breath, wanting to explode down her throat. He was a master vampire now, whimpering just from the glide of his dick over her tongue and into her throat like an eighteen-year-old virgin.

She took him as deep as humanly possible. Lucio shuddered. The inability to breathe stiffened his body as he pumped his hips off the bed, fucking her mouth. It was an intensely orgasmic thrill he had long forgotten. He could hear her gurgle and choke, but he kept pumping away. She drew air through her flared nostrils, suctioned her jaws around the thick stalk of his erection, and dug her nails into his thighs.

“Don’t! Don’t make me do it! Don’t!” Lucio groaned and then tension snapped. He released a tidal wave, and she had to let him go. Lucio dropped to his back and used all of his willpower to remain strong.

Understanding his limits now, she went to the bathroom to clean up. He didn’t know how long she was gone, but the moment she returned, he felt himself stabilize.

Dolly slid his pants and underwear down and off his feet. He was left only in his dress shirt.

“Lucio, relax, it’s just me,” Dolly said at his rapid breathing. Inside of him, things were thriving and dying all at the same time. Lucio needed blood. He needed sustenance. He needed to devour her. How could he tell her? What would be the consequence if he dared try? Dolly crawled over him and then, on her knees, with her left hand gripping his dick, fed her pussy all eight thick inches. Her body was warm and wet inside and accommodating.

She went up and down on him nice and slow. She reached again for the side of his face and did her best to steady his breathing with her pace. He looked so tortured and so conflicted to her. What had she done wrong?

“What’s the matter?” she asked and kept moving.

“We have to stop. I can’t… we can’t,” he said, as he gripped her hips and tried weakly to sit up. She pushed him back down and closed her eyes. God, he felt marvelous inside of her. His dick was so hot, his thickness so hard it stroked in and out of her melting ease to her tight walls. “Mmm,” she groaned. “It’s too late.”

Dolly sighed. “I like it. I want it so much.”

She rode him until the last of his mortality slipped away. Lucio opened his eyes, now consumed by the Draca. Her head had dropped back, her beautiful breasts with their dark peeks undulated, and her throat was so lovely and exposed. His thirst rivaled the delicious tension in his cock now seized by her. She ran her hand up her flat belly to her breasts and then to her neck.

The Draca breathed out of its invisible fire through his nostrils, and his fangs extended. Her light was so bright it burned his eyes and his cock. He flipped her masterfully. Stretched himself over her from head to toe. His mouth opened wider as he fucked her at this urgent pace, thrusting in and out of her hard and fast.

“Yes,” she breathed, her only response to his savagery.

Blood tears slipped from his eyes as his Draca took full control of him.

“Do it, yeah baby, do it,” Dolly panted, referencing how he fucked her. Unable to bring himself to rip open her throat, he reacted quickly, slipping out of her and forcing her to her knees on the bed. She complied, never opening her eyes, not seeing the blood tears that had rolled down his cheeks.

With his fangs barely concealed in his closed mouth, he entered her from behind and proceeded with rapid thrusts. Dolly rolled her hips and ass, pushing back against him. The Draca was only temporarily stunned by his new maneuvers. It still wanted her. It would have her.

Lucio kept the motions of his hips at a slow and steady pace as he sought ways to hold the Draca back. She wasn’t making it easy for him. And his defiance enraged his Draca. It had to have her. Hell, he had to have her. One bite, a little drink, not too much, but something to satiate his beast is what he reasoned. He had to have it. Her pussy rippled with a power unknown to him. It sent vibrations through his barren soul, and he gripped her hips tighter. He needed a taste. Damn his curse to hell but he had to eat.

She went down on the bed, and he crashed into her. His mouth opened and the last of his control slipped. He sank his bite into her shoulder. Dolly screamed in a startled and painful gasp of surprise. She bucked beneath him, but he pinned her flat to the bed. He fucked her slippery pussy while drinking.

“Stop! Stop! You’re biting me!” Dolly cried out.

Lucio broke free of her with a mouthful of her blood. He got off her and went to the bathroom. He slammed the door shut and put his back to it. The Draca roared inside of him enraged. It had only had a taste, not nearly enough. It threatened to burn him to ashes from the inside. He gripped his chest in agony as the blood lust seized through him, robbing him of the ability to breathe. He swallowed the blood in his mouth, but it was not nearly enough to satisfy his beast. He went to his knees, devastated, trying to reclaim control, but he was losing the battle. If he left that bathroom, it would be over. He’d finish her.

Stunned, Dolly rolled over to her back, holding her bleeding shoulder. Blood was oozing through her from Lucio’s bite.

“Oh, my God!” she panted in horror and wept. “Why…”

Her shoulder hurt so badly she could barely lift her arm.The entire attack had her spiraling. Bleeding over the sheets, she sat up and then dragged herself out of bed. She staggered at first and then walked to the bathroom door.

“Lucio!” she slammed her bloody fist against the door.

Confused, and a bit dazed, her head swam as if she would lose consciousness, but she stopped the levity from taking her under. She forced herself to stay standing. She knocked on the door repeatedly with her bloody fist.

“Lucio? I’m hurt. I need you. What happened? What is wrong? Why did you bite me?” she wept. “Lucio!”