Chapter Three
Beau paced back and forth in his room. It had gotten late. It must have been around three in the morning. He felt like he should find something constructive to do with his time. Surely, Valery would be asleep by now. He felt tempted to go and see her. Something about the way she lured him in, he just couldn’t stay away.
Just then, he heard a racket coming from outside. What the fuck is that? He thought as he moved to the window. Looking outside, Beau could see a black figure sneaking across the yard. Who was dumb enough to be trying to break into his house?
He didn’t have time to wait, he had to protect Valery. He rushed from his room, heading directly for Valery’s. It was empty, minus the makeshift rope that dangled from her window. Of course, it was made out of bedsheets. She was trying to escape.
Shaking his head, Beau took a casual leap out of the window. He landed with ease on the gravel below. Then, following the sound of clattering metal, Beau walked across the yard. The black figure was now sitting on top of the electric gate. It was indeed a person, and Beau knew exactly which person it was. She was stuck. He chuckled to himself and just for the hell of it, he poked the button that opened the gate. It began to open with Valery still perched on top of it.
“Where do you think you’re going?” asked Beau walking out of the shadows. He carried a shit-eating grin on his face and a chuckle broke out from deep within his overly muscular chest.
“I was just heading out for some McDonald’s, care for anything?” replied Valery with a snippy, sarcastic tone.
“I’ll take an extremely sexy woman with a side of fries,” answered Beau gazing up at her.
“I, uh…. I’ll see who I can find,” said Valery as she tried desperately to wrench her clothes from the sharp point on the gate. Her jeans had snagged and she hadn’t been able to dislodge herself from them. Her stupid plan to sneak out and run away had all but failed.
“Let me help you,” he said, as he grabbed her. With an easy yank, he pulled her down from the gate. To her embarrassment and Beau’s excitement, the crotch ripped completely out of her jeans.
When Beau sat Valery on the ground, he could see that she was wearing a delicate little thong under her jeans and the tips of her lips hung out of one side. Beau desired her and his excitement was almost too much for him to handle.
Valery made to cover herself up, but suddenly, she couldn’t help but get even with him. It was obvious to her, based on the way his cock bulged in his jeans, that he desired her. Reaching her arms into the air, she made a little stretching movement that allowed for the thong to pull up and give him just a tiny bit more of a peep show.
“Well, I guess I better find myself another pair of jeans,” said Valery looking at Beau with a sassy smirk, “Unfortunately… these are the only ones I brought, seeing as how I didn’t get the chance to bring a suitcase. Guess I’ll just have to walk around naked.”
Seeing the sudden shudder of excitement rush through Beau and the look of surprise that had crossed his face, Valery started to walk towards the house. For the first time since meeting this powerful, overbearing vampire, Valery finally felt as though she had some control over the situation. The power didn’t last long, just as she was about to reach the door to the mansion, Beau caught her.
He couldn’t help himself, the adrenaline that coursed through him was too much for him to bear. Beau felt as though he had lost control. He grabbed Valery by the shoulders, spinning her around, and slammed her roughly against the door. Then he kissed her, feverishly. To his surprise, she didn’t fight him. Instead, she pressed her lips to his and her breasts perked under the fabric of her thin shirt.
Beau’s desire and passion pulsed through his entire body. He wanted her. He wanted every piece of her. His cock bulged even harder in his jeans and he pressed his hips harder against hers.
Steadily, he slid one hand up Valery’s shirt. Finding her bra, slid his hand under it. He cupped her breast in his hand, tickling her nipple with one finger.
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Valery had never felt such heat raging within her. She ground her hips against Beau’s, feeling his erection through his jeans. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking. She wanted him. She needed him to strip off these restrictive clothes and take her. Valery was suddenly imagining how he would feel inside of her. Big and pulsating, his vampire manhood engulfing her in thralls of passion. She suddenly felt wet, her clit aching for his cock to join her. Valery moaned, seductively, grinding her hips into Beau’s.
Just then she felt a sharp prick in her lip. The taste of blood rushed into her mouth, followed by a stabbing pain.
“OUCH!” cried Valery, pulling away from Beau.
“Holy shit! I’m sorry!” he replied, shocked at what he had done. Beau had gotten so excited he had almost lost total control. His fangs had extended and, unintentionally, he had bitten her lip. The scent of her blood was antagonizing him and he wanted to taste even more. Feeling the urge to feed on Valery, Beau backed away quickly. He started to yell at her, “GO UPSTAIRS, NOW!”
Valery jumped. She hadn’t expected him to yell at her, not now, after what they had just been doing. Seeing anger and panic in his eyes, she turned and ran. She wasn’t stupid enough to try and escape now. He would surely run her down. At this moment in time, it probably wasn’t a good time to test him. He could kill her, and she knew it.
Valery ran to her room and shut the door behind her. She leaned against the door to see if she could hear Beau coming after her. He wasn’t. Suddenly, a wave of emotions came washing over her. What had she been thinking? Did she really think he wouldn’t know she would try to escape? And what’s more, how could she have been so stupid to provoke him the way she had?
Valery didn’t know why, but she had never felt such desire and passion. She had wanted him to take her, to ravage her. That wasn’t like her. Valery had only had sex a few times in her whole life, she had never experienced even a quarter of the amount of passion she had felt when Beau had kissed her.
Her mind raced. Everything had changed so suddenly. She had started her day by pickpocketing wealthy strangers. Now she found herself in a mansion, making out with a vampire and wanting him to fill every inch of her. What the hell was going on? More to the point, why the hell did she suddenly want him so badly?
Valery didn’t sleep that night. Instead, she wasted time by pacing back and forth. Occasionally, she would look out the window, hoping to see Beau walking through the yard. All she wanted was to see him and that was not like her. She had never needed anyone, but for some reason, she only needed him.