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Eric stared at the young woman in front of him in slight wonder and lustful desire to just take her right here and then or, perhaps, snap her little alluring neck… He wasn't sure which one he wanted more right now. But one thing he knew well – he felt attracted to her like to no woman before. This human sure knew her tricks perfectly.
But what surprised him the most was her self-confidence and her boldness. Perhaps, that was what attracted him to her in the first place. Or, perhaps, it was something else. Something he just couldn't put his mind on yet. It was a strange feeling though. In all his long life he had visited many countries and met millions of women. He thought none of them could intrigue him this much once again. But here he was, attracted to a mere human slut, if to believe the words of her colleagues.
He narrowed his eyes on her, remembering the way she danced just minutes ago. He recognized many of her moves, taken from completely different styles of dancing, yet, skillfully incorporated into one swift tale of tempting body movements. It intrigued him and captivated him. He didn't know anyone knew belly dancing at this time and age, especially in America. Of course, he'd seen his share of modern belly dance, but it was nothing compared to the real thing. Yet, this girl… Lily. He felt as if every move she made was etched in her mind and body from years of practice. Of course, that was impossible, seeing how young she was. Yet again, perhaps, she had an incredible talent. As she glided gracefully across the hall, every other dancer around seemed like some clumsy old woman. At that time, he thought she looked like a goddess of the most dangerous sin of all – Lust.
Eric eyed the human up and down, noticing she had all the perfect shapes and curves, her body graceful and well proportioned, her skin glistening softly and invitingly in the dim lights of the club, her eyes tempting him with their chocolate brown depth. Earlier, when he inquired her friends about his newest object of interest, they described her as a "slutty man-whore bitch, who slept with anyone and everyone around".
Strange though, even though he could feel she was no virgin, Eric failed to feel the slutty vibe he was used to getting from usual whores that frequented his club. Yet, it's as if she was emitting this odd aura of temptation that seemed to attract every man around her.
Meanwhile, Lily smiled at him her charming and promising smile and he felt something flicker deep inside him.
"Shall we go somewhere… where we could be all alone?" She whispered, leaning onto the blonde vampire, her hand trailing down from his shoulder to his chest, her fingers running along his bare skin so lightly, he couldn't help but want more of her touch.
He smirked at her. What an interesting woman. Has she no fear of him? He raised his hand and brushed away her blonde curls, revealing her neckline. His fingers trailed down and up her neck skillfully and he lowered his head, breathing into her neck, then into her ear, his tongue licking her earlobe, his teeth nibbling it lightly. She bent her head, letting him reach for her better and let out a soft lustful moan. He felt her hand go down to his waist and run along his jeans, gripping its belt-line.
He left her neck alone for a minute to glance at her and saw her parting lips coming closer, her brown eyes half closed. He leaned and then paused slightly, a strange doubt lingering somewhere in his head. Something somewhere in his mind kept telling him something was wrong, but all of this was pushed aside as soon as their lips touched. He felt a strange vibrating sensation pass down and up his body as her lips closed onto his gently, yet, provocatively. Curious, as usually he was the one in the lead, Eric parted his lips only slightly, inviting her, but refusing to let her in completely.
He expected her to try and make her way into his mouth right away, like what any other woman in her place would have done, but it didn't happen. Instead, he felt the tip of her tongue run ever so lightly across his lower lip. Her soft and ticklish tongue touched the corner of his lips tentatively and he parted them even more, giving her enough space to pass through, but she refused. Surprised he felt one of her hands move up his back and the other rise towards his head, her fingers brushing along his hair feather lightly. Her tongue now rose up to his upper lip, exploring it in a similar manner and the blond Viking vampire couldn't help but want even more. Shocked by his own realization, he soon admitted to himself he never expected this woman to have such skills. He raised his arms, wrapping them around her in a firm hug. Meanwhile, her tongue slipped into his mouth slowly, yet, assuredly, and she ran the tip of her tongue across his. Her hand gripped his hair stronger, pulling it in a sudden passionate moment, and then immediately released it, her tongue leaving his and rising up to the roof of his mouth. She licked it lightly and then ran the tip of her tongue across it, tickling it ever so lightly, teasing him without a stop. Eric felt his fangs come out and they slightly scraped her soft tongue. She immediately retracted it and for a moment he felt disappointed, but then her tongue came back, this time exploring the tip of one of his fangs. He shivered in excitement as he finally gave in and his tongue attacked hers. She was the first woman ever to dare venture this deep into his mouth and even play around with his fangs. Usually all the women kissed lightly, quickly stopping to catch their breath, consciously or unconsciously afraid to be bitten by him. And he always did. But now, he wanted to savor this fascinating moment, even if all he wanted right now was to sink his teeth into her bare alluring neck. His lust was at his peek and his passion burned ever so strongly, the deep kiss they were sharing merely igniting him more and more.
As the kiss went on and on and their hands roamed, exploring each other's bodies, her hands on his back and shoulders, and his suddenly gripping her head strongly, holding it in place, Eric found himself wondering when was the last time he truly desired a woman. Perhaps, he felt something similar for the blonde waitress Sookie Stackhouse, but then again, her image had failed to steady itself in his mind, as he felt more and more enamored by this wild and daring woman in front of him. His arm wrapped around her waist, pressing her to him even closer, so close that she hardly had any space to breathe. His grip on her became stronger and stronger as he kissed her more demandingly. He did not realize a normal human would already have a few broken ribs or even more. No, he did not realize a thing, all his senses and mind totally captured by the young seductress, caressing him right now.
He didn't realize the strength he was pressing her to him with until she squirmed slightly and broke the kiss, breathing out heavily, "You're gonna break me, Eric…"
He immediately let go of her, surprised he got into this so passionately. Lily merely smiled at him, licking her lips seductively.
"My place is just a few blocks away," she whispered, her chest rising up and down as her heartbeat had escalated to the highest possible point.
Eric merely picked her up in a flash and half-flew across the club, whispering, "Address?"
He completely forgot he had a few empty rooms up in the second floor of the club. All he could see was the hot and daring woman in front of him and he wanted nothing more but to devour her completely, savoring every moment with her.