#Free #FrdayReads - House of Immortal Pleasures (Part 20)

House of Immortal Pleasures

Copyright © 2010 by Katie Salidas

This book is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial

sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers.

Daphne awoke in the evening, having slept through the entire day. She groaned as she stretched, feeling sore in all the right places.

She smiled, remembering the look of desire in Connor’s eyes as he claimed her body. She never knew it could be so good.

Dragging herself out of bed, Daphne walked to the bathroom to splash cool water on her face.

Looking into the vanity mirror, she spotted the tiny bruises left on her neck from Connor’s bite. She tried to recall every feature of his face, the sound of his voice, and the feel of his body pressed against hers, the wonderful sensation as his cock slid into her.

Daphne had never imagined she would share her body willingly with another man or that she would enjoy it. Connor had lavished so much attention on her, making sure she was satisfied. He’d made her feel special and beautiful. He had reawakened her spirit and given her back her self-confidence.

She felt wistful knowing as wonderful as the previous evening had been, it would never happen again. Connor was a man of the night and could never truly be hers. A small ache tugged at her heart. She wished she could see him again. He, unlike Ken, took the time to make her feel beautiful, sensual, and wanted. But Daphne knew he could not be hers.

A knock at the door startled her. She walked out of the bathroom, stopping to take a quick peek at the time. An old fashioned alarm clock topped with two brass-colored bells sat on top of her dresser. Daphne stopped short, shocked at the time; it was past eight PM. She couldn’t believe she had allowed herself to sleep so late.

Expecting it to be Kerri or Jamie, she didn’t bother rushing to get to the door. It wasn’t out of character for them to continually press her until she gave them every last detail of what they wanted to know. They had spent the entire car ride home, badgering her for information. With a heavy sigh, she resigned herself to the fact that she was going to have to tell them what had happened.

The doorbell rang twice as Daphne pulled on her pink, terry-cloth robe. “I’m coming. I’m coming. Just hold your horses, okay?” She groaned, not looking forward to another round of questions about her sexy vampire encounter.

Daphne padded barefoot to the door and pulled it open.

Her heart leapt into her throat. She blinked, trying to clear her vision. She thought she might be seeing things. Perhaps the tall, athletic man on the other side of the door was just a figment of her imagination.

“It’s you!” she gasped.

Connor smiled. He held out a bouquet of red roses in offering to her. “I told you I wanted to see you again, and I meant every word.”

Daphne stepped past the threshold, closing the small distance between them and threw her arms around his neck. “But I thought you said you had to stay there?”

“Alexander released me. I am free.”

A rush of excitement swept over Daphne. “How did you find me?”

“Your friend left her credit card. I tracked her down and got your address. She was only too excited to tell me where you live. I hope that’s okay.” He winked and smiled, showing off his brilliant white teeth.

Her eyes swept over his body from head to toe. Something was different. It took a second before she realized what it was. Gone was the large metal collar. He looked like a normal man now, wearing a tight black shirt, cargo pants, and sneakers.

He really is free!

“Daphne, you are a special woman. I’d love the chance to be with you, for real. Not as a paid love slave … if you’ll have me.” His voice was deep and husky and filled with need. “I want the chance to spend eternity showing you just how special you are.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she half-screamed, half-moaned, squeezing him tight against her.

Connor flashed her a predatory smile and swept her into his arms. He carried her into the apartment.

“Wait, don’t I have to invite you in?” She giggled and looked up to meet his hungry gaze.

“You’ve already invited me in.” His smile widened. “Or don’t you remember?”

Heat rose to her face, turning her cheeks deep red. “Would you like to come in again?”

“Oh yes. I would. Again, and again, and again.” He carried her into the bedroom and kicked the door closed behind him.


Like what you read? There's more where this came from. Check out Vampire Bites!

Three novella-length stories of love, lust, and vampire bites.

House of Immortal Pleasures:
Blindfolded, and kidnapped by her friends, Daphne is whisked away to the famed, House of Immortal Pleasures, a Vampire-run Brothel in Pahrump, Nevada.

Sometimes the only way to mend a broken heart is to get back in the saddle. At least that is how Daphne's friends see it. And since Daphne isn't showing any signs of letting that happen, they take it into their own hands. With a few shots of liquid courage, a pat on the ass, and a donated gold card, Daphne is unwillingly sent to meet her creature of the night, Connor.

Karma & Melodies:
Ten years after she was stolen from the mortal world, Kendra runs into the man she had always loved. But she's not longer a human and he's a popular musician on tour with his band. Can they find a way to make love work?

Halloween Fantasies:
Touted as the sexiest party of the year, the annual Halloween Fantasy Ball is the one place a girl can let loose and succumb to her wildest fantasies. Disguised as a sexy vampire huntress, Sasha captures the attention of Dante, a real life creature of the night. And this sexy vampire has a few fantasies to share.

These stories contain consensual sexual situations and strong language. Adult readers only.