Vampire Lane

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Authors: Anjela Renee
Horrible just horrible.”
    "I would enjoy it very much and so would you, but the way I got you there would be wrong. I want you to want to go home with me, to feel something other than lust and desire."
    “I want you, Natasha, but I could never love you. That ability just isn't something I am capable of."
    "I don't think we need to fall in love instantly, I just don’t want to take advantage of you.”
    Tanek took Natasha into his arms and kissed her. He took control and tasted every inch of her mouth. He lifted her on his lap so she was straddling him.
    He licked her neck then whispered in her ear. “Caring I can do, and a connection is definitely forming.”
    “I will take that as a good sign, but tonight I will still be sleeping alone,” Natasha said, climbing off him and back onto the couch next to him.
    “The dawn will be coming soon. We should get going. Has Laya come back?”
    “I think she has her own ride home.”
    “With the weird silent guy?” Tanek asked with a scowl. She deserves better than a man who can’t speak.
    “To us, he’s weird. To her, he may be the one, you never know.”
    “I have to disagree. I will help Laya find a suitable suitor.”
    Natasha almost choked on her champagne as she started laughing hysterically. “What makes you a love expert?”
    “I’m not, but I know of someone who has been putting together a dating website for paranormals. Right now, she just has a very large database of singles wanting mates.”
    “Oh my god, that’s so cool.”
    “I will send Laya over to her and I will pay for it.”
    “I had no idea you were so sweet. It just makes me want you more.”
    “Enough to take me to bed tonight?” he asked.
    “No, but I promise when we do finally take that step, it will be an extra special night you will never forget.”

     

 
     
    Chapter 10
    Natasha waved to Tanek as he drove away. He wanted to walk her to the door, but she refused. She knew if he did, she would probably be taking him to bed, and she wanted to delay that a little bit longer. He talked a good game of wanting her, but she knew better. He was like a wounded bird and needed mending before he could finally fly and be free.
    The door opened as she approached it, and she found a smiling Maureen there to greet her.
    “You were gone so long. I was worried.”
    “I went out with some friends from work.”
    “Are you hungry?”
    “Starving.”
    They walked inside together, and Maureen took off her robe. She had on a tank top and shorts underneath. “Where would you like to feed?”
    “In my room; I’m exhausted.”
    “I will make you a drink and be upstairs,” Maureen said.
    Natasha climbed the stairs. She didn’t realize how tired she was until she walked to her room. She immediately striped off her clothes and put on her favorite silk nightgown. She pulled back the covers, pulled out her e-reader, and tapped on the book she had started reading. Maureen walked into the room carrying a drink of some kind, and had put her hair up for easy access.
    “Do you like the neck?”
    “Yes, that would be fine.”
    Maureen sat on the bed and waited. Natasha leaned over. She could smell the blood flowing sweetly though her veins. She licked the area and her fangs descended and ached with hunger. She sank her fangs into the flesh and started swallowing. Natasha had been on a bagged blood diet for so long, it was nice feeding live again. It was like comfort food for a vampire, so warm and sweet with a slight copper taste. Maureen moaned with pleasure as she drank. She continued until she knew she had to stop, and licked her lips then the wound. It quickly sealed up since vampire saliva had healing powers.
    Maureen pulled up her robe and smoothed back her hair. “Did you have enough?”
    “I haven’t fed live in quite a while. I need to take it easy. I will have a synthetic if I get hungry before my next feeding. I want to thank you. I always hated feeding live, but you make it very easy and

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