Chapter 152

   “Here we are again,” Blizzara remarked, “It’s your eighteenth birthday and it’s time to have another child.”

   “Go away, Blizzara, I’m not interested,” Ben said crossly. The last thing he wanted was to screw her.

   She sat down on the bed beside him. “Now, now, Bennie, don’t be like that. I know we’ve had our difficulties in the past, but you don’t really hate me, do you?”

   “I find you disgusting, repulsive and the last person on earth I would sleep with.”

   She laughed softly, “Your mouth is saying ‘no’, but this,” she ran a finger up Ben’s penis which responded eagerly, “is saying ‘yes’.”

   “Don’t touch me,” he shoved her hand away from his body.

    “Ooh, rough. I can do rough.” She leaned over to kiss him. He jerked away from her. She pinned his wrists to the bed and bit his neck. He gasped and arched his back. Nothing had prepared him for what it felt like to be fed on by a vampire. She drew back from his neck, mouth covered with blood. She kissed him. The metallic taste of blood filled his mouth. Hands tugged at his clothing. He gasped as her hand wrapped around his erection.

   “Please,” he begged. He wasn’t sure if he wanted her to stop or not. She only paused long enough to tear off her own clothing before resuming where she left off. He caressed her buttocks as she straddled him. Then it was over and he was left feeling vaguely disappointed. The physical release had been intense but something was missing.