1. The Vampire Kiss Chapter Three: Virgin Blood


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    The Vampire's Kiss Chapter 3: Virgin Blood by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Abigail turned the sedan into the parking garage beneath Faust Tower in downtown Chicago. The sun's rays lightened the horizon. Fear rippled across her skin. The sun meant death. Its light was fire reduced to its most pure essence. And purity was deadly to a vampire. But Abigail didn't fear for her own safety. Dawn lay a few minutes away and already she had pulled the car into the sanctuary of the parking garage. The dark, man-made cavern was lit by the impure, flickering florescent lights. Abigail feared for her husband's safety. It was a small kernel buried in the depths of her soul, that tiny bit of her not bound up by the chains of her Sire's will. I left my husband tied up to face the rising sun. “Is there any particular place for me to park, Sire?” Abigail asked, addressing the vampire that killed her and who now rode in the back of the sedan. “It is marked president of the board,” her Sire answered, his voice deep, powerful. His eyes flicked up to the rear-view mirror, meeting hers. He sat in the back, dressed in an expensive, Italian suit tailored to fit his strong figure. A heat flushed through Abigail's body at the memory of her Sire's teeth piercing her neck as his cock pierced her pussy. She was his. Her body given over to servicing his lusts. Her Sire had taken her for hours while Damien watched while chained to their bedroom wall. He ravished me in our marital bed. Damien's angry, bitter ...
    shouts echoed through her head. That part of Abigail free of her Sire's control grieved for the hurt she inflicted on her husband. But she knew she would do it again and again. Her body yearned for her Sire's touch. Damien will be dead in a few minutes. Her Sire was punishing Abigail and Damien for killing vampires. Before she was turned, Abigail had been a Knight Venator with her husband, a servant of the Jesuit Order who hunted monsters. Abigail and Damien specialized in slaying the undead. They had killed many vampires, including ones sired by the man sitting behind her. Abigail found the parking space next to the elevators. She pulled in and turned off the car. As a hunter, she would have been disturbed to learn that the President of the powerful Faust, Inc was a vampire. Now she was thankful to serve such a powerful Sire. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The horizon grew brighter. Damien hung disconsolately, no longer caring that his arms were numb from his hours of imprisonment. He had one chance to save his unlife and he had blown it. Abigail had left the keys to his manacles on the nearby nightstand. Before she left, a small part of her had rebelled against her Sire. Abigail knew he had telekinesis—his vampiric gift. All Damien had to do was manipulate the key into the lock. But he had no skill with telekinesis yet. No finesse. His fear, frustration, and hunger for blood distracted him. In a burst of anger, he had accidentally flung the key out the window. The sunlight ...
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