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That taste of blood: Book 1

Novel By: IceBreaker

(FINISHED)After Leena philips gets in a car accident, she's saved from Christian, a vampire that she's shared a night with two months ago.
After they fall in love with each other, Christian's maker and ex girlfriend comes back into the picture to persuade him to be with her and go on a frenzy.
Will he accept or will he stay with Leena? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Sep 6, 2012    Reads: 432    Comments: 8    Likes: 4   

Chapter 4: Another night with a vampire

I opened the door and Christian stood there giving me the sexiest smile I've ever seen. "Hi." He said in a soft voice.

"Hi." I whisper back. Christian walks in pass me and then turns around to look at me as I shut the door.

"You know what I noticed?" I asked.


"You don't have to be invited in."

Christian shrugs. "Only the vampires on TV. We, however, can go anywhere we want at anytime and there is nothing any human can do to stop us."

He said giving me a dark look.

"You can't go anywhere when the sun comes out." I teased playfully.

Christian smiled. "Good point." He walked to me and slowly started unbuttoning my shirt and slipped it off of me onto the floor.

"Is your brother here?"

I shook my head. "It's just me and you." I reach over and slip his jacket off, and then unbutton every button of his shirt. My hand curled around the back of his neck and I brought his lips down to mine.

Pushing me against, his erection, he suddenly picked me up.

I felt a tinge of adrenaline run through my body and I was suddenly in my bed upstairs.

Christian is above me, his eyes dilated completely, and I could feel him quite excited.

Christian gets off of me, bringing me with him and unhooks my bra from the back and throws it down.

I feel kind of embarrassed. Why? I've had sex with him before.

He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles and I stepped out of them. I quickly and clumsily took his pants off and boxers and it was seconds before my panties was off and I was once again laying on my bed.

Christian looks down to me, his fangs elongated and he's breathing hard trying not to lose control. Why did he seem much more relaxed before?

"Bite me." I whispered as I shut my eyes.

Christian immediately, painfully pushes into me at the same time he leans down and his teeth break through my skin.


Gasping from the pain that melted into pleasure, I closed my eyes while moaning and wrapped my legs around his waist.

He began rocking me back and forth hard making me gasp with every thrust.

Lifting his head from my neck, he placed his lips on mine and my fingers pulls and tugged on his hair. I can taste my blood on his lips and his tongue and I want more.

I wanted to feel more of him. His lips moved to the base of my neck and he bit again, I squeezed my eyes shut, still gasping. I loved this feeling.

I feel his tongue caress the wound and he stills and groans as he releases inside of me at the same time I release around him.

Breathing hard, he kisses down my body to my thigh. My fingers stay in his hair as I shut my eyeS, breathing hard still coming down from the orgasm.

Christian bite on my inner thigh, I whimper as I feel him use his tongue to caress the wound. He kisses the wound, then up against my other thigh


His tongue caresses my clit and I grip the sheets in my fingers. "Christian." I whisper.

He comes back up and places his lips against mine again.

I can taste myself and my blood and I don't understand why its such a turn on.

"Again." I whisper.


I can still feel the aftershocks. Three times in one night. Christian is laying beside me looking at me. His eyes were back to normal though I know it was killing him to not taste me at the moment.

"Do you sleep?" I asked.

Christian shakes his head. "We don't sleep."

"You don't get tired?"


"I can tell." I said smiling at him. He smiles back at me. "Are you tired?" He asked.

"Yes. I never….had sex three times in a row."

"New record for you then." He said looking up to the ceiling smiling smugly.

My eyes widen. "You have?"

He looks back to me. "All night. I just told you we never get tired."

"A human?" I asked.

His smile slowly disappeared. "My maker."

"Your who?"

"Individual that made me into this. She was my girlfriend."

"What happened?" I asked.

Christian sighed. "It's a boring story."

"I still want to know."

I scoot closer to him and look up at him as I lay on his chest.

"Before I became this, I was twenty seven. I was best friends with a man named James for a while and then I met his sister who I found too…..much for my taste but she became obsessed with me.

Then she told me what she was and I didn't believe her of course.

So I went to James, told him what his sister said and I thought that he'd laugh.

Instead, he proved to me what he was."

"He showed you his fangs?" I guessed. Christian nodded.

"After that day, I told him and his psycho sister to stay the fuck away from me. James listened, but Alison, not so much.

She found me and she turned me."

He stopped and closed his eyes. "I can still feel that fucking pain till this day." He whispered.

Biting my lip, I stared at his beautiful sculpted face.

"Anyway, she taught me how to feed." His eyes opened and they became dilated. "A woman was my first victim. She was young….pure. The best thing I ever tasted…..at the time. Now here you are." He looks over to me and his smile returned.

"What happened then?"

"Alison and me became deeper. And it was only because I had a blood bond to her, it made me feel feelings for her. So she became my lover and I, hers. We slaughtered the whole fucking town. It was the time of my life but then I realized what I was doing wrong and I decided to just get blood bags from hospitals. Remy is a very convincing doctor." He smiles.

"When did you meet Remy?"

I met him at 'bloodlust' when he was just a baby vampire. He was feeding on some girl in the bathroom.

I convinced him not to kill her and we just became friends since then. he's a good guy."

I raised my eyebrow.

"He's not always like he was yesterday. You have a very appealing smell. I survive on blood bags so its somewhat easier for me to resist.

Remy likes it from the source so it was much harder for him. But he won't ever touch you. I promise."

"Okay." I whisper and I close my eyes.

Christian traces his fingers down my body and I end up falling asleep on his chest.


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