The Polanski Brothers: Home of Eternal Rest Page 14
Larkin sucked in large amounts of air as he drove into Joy. “I don’t know how to do this, Joy. What if I hurt you?”
Joy rolled her hips, arching her neck against Larkin’s roving lips. “You can’t hurt me, Larkin. Please, please, bite me… and you need to feed now.”
Larkin wasted no time, his obvious distaste for blood gone and his vampire senses well on their way to taking over. He sank his teeth into Joy’s neck and the rush of adrenaline, the surge of lust flowed through Joy’s veins was like nothing she’d experienced when Larkin was human. It ran deeper, it was sharp with clarity. It was heady and intense and Joy’s breath was stolen as she rode this newfound wave of passion.
Larkin tore his mouth from her neck and thrust into Joy one last time as he came, in long fits of hot semen, washing her inner walls. Joy came too and it bordered euphoria. Sweet and sharp, the orgasm ripped through her until she was spent.
“Whoa,” Larkin gasped.
Joy nodded against his neck. “Yeah, double whoa.”
“I think I’m a most virile vampire, honey,” Larkin bragged.
Joy giggled and said, “Don’t go getting cocky here. You’re a new vampire. You need to talk to Cathy’s husband Joel about this.”
“I am not talking sex with Cathy’s husband.”
“No, silly. I mean the vampire stuff. It’s going to take time to adjust.”
“Not if sex is like that it won’t.”
“Detective, being a vampire isn’t just about the sex.”
“I don’t have to work at the parlor, do I?”
Joy giggled again. “Yep, it’s a mandatory Polanski thing.”
“I think I’ll stick to detecting,” he assured her with a grin.
“That’s probably better, Sherlock.”
“Will you be my Farrah?” he asked, kissing her lips.
Joy smiled, complete in the knowledge that she’d probably be Larkin’s anything given the opportunity. “Yep, always, Kreskin. Always…”
The End
Stay tuned for the story of Cameron Polanski, vampire extraordinaire, who has a bit of an allergy…
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