Sex

"Very few humans are strong enough to mate with vampires. Normally we have to turn them before they we can have sex."

Venus was suddenly acutely aware of her position as his words registered. Even with her back pressed against the lid of the coffin, there was barely a foot between them. Her clothing was in tatters, and she realized that he had a clear view of her cleavage. She could see nothing in the darkness, but knew that he had no such problem. Her knees were spread apart, one on either side of his thighs.

"Accashaili," LaSalle whispered. His clothing dissolved, leaving him completely naked and Venus suddenly felt his bare skin against hers. "It's an adaption of the spell we use to change our clothes when we transform into a bat," he said with a smile. He reached up, easily tearing away the remaining cloth covering her breasts, savoring the growing scent of fear radiating from her.

"Wait! Stop!" Venus protested. She had no room to maneuver, and her speed was useless in the situation even if she were to try and fight back. She shifted from side to side, her breasts swaying inches in front of the vampire's face.

Venus gasped as his cold undead hands touched the nape of her neck and pulled her down towards him. As their lips met, his tongue pushed past her slightly parted lips and began dancing around with hers. His other arm wrapped around her back, crushing her body against his. Venus squirmed and twisted, throwing punches to his side which the vampire ignored for the most part. Even more than the feeling of her smooth body brushing against him, LaSalle enjoyed the feeling of her warm breath from her nostrils against his face. He could feel her quickening heartbeat past the soft breast pressed against his chest - things that were lacking with his vampire lovers and he was surprised to find aroused him more than he had ever been.

When LaSalle finally let her come up for air, Venus quickly pushed herself away, breathing heavily and trying to make sense of the conflicting emotions running through her. She should be repulsed, but the vampire's kiss and strong arms around her had felt so good. Although she had tried to fight him, a large part of her wanted to react a different way, and she wasn't sure how much longer her resistance could last.

"Your body is so warm, and soft... and alive," LaSalle whispered as he reached up and gently massaged her breasts. Venus couldn't suppress her moan of pleasure as he began to squeeze harder and faster. She arched her back, her body brushing up against his hardening erection.

With one quick motion, LaSalle reached down and ripped what remained of her pants off her. Her undergarments soon followed, then he ran his hand up and down her inner thigh. Venus trembled in anticipation of what she knew was coming. He ran his finger around her clit teasingly until she couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh.. ahh.. p-please," Venus pleaded, again no longer able to think coherently. But this time not out of fear, but a carnal **** need. She shifted and thrust her hips forward, dropping herself onto his finger. LaSalle finally obliged, fingering her with one, then two fingers.

When she was good and ready, he removed his fingers and grabbed her hips, guiding her onto his rock hard cock. She eagerly thrust herself onto him, eyes closed and head thrown back, her passionate moans echoing loudly through the small coffin. Reaching around, LaSalle massaged and squeezed her ass as she drove herself down deeper and faster each time.

The vampire grabbed her ass and held her close as he exploded into her. Venus shifted and gasped, squeezing every drop out of him before dropping in exhaustion. LaSalle ran his hand gently up and down her back, enjoying the warmth of her skin, feeling her breasts pressed against his chest.

Now to see if Venus would fully recover from it.