Night Train Part 2

Aramus caught her around the waist, lifted her and shoved her face-down on the sofa in half a breath.

Elaine yelped in surprise and twisted under him. "Hey! Cut that out!"

He chuckled as he dodged her kicking feet and wrested her hands to the small of her back. "Oh no, since your hands are too talented to trust, you shall not have them." In two breaths he had her wrists looped and bound behind her with the broad supple belt from his coat.

Elaine writhed in his hold and twisted her wrists. The knot was just out of finger reach. She was not going to be able to get it off. "Aramus, this isn't fair!"

"It is perfectly fair. You agreed to give yourself to me for the night. It is you who is not fair." Aramus levered her back onto her feet and turned her to face him, pulling her tight against his body. "Make no mistake I will have you, in every way I desire." He caught her hair at the back of her head and took her mouth in a ruthless kiss.

Elaine fought the kiss, writhing against the sweat-slick muscles of his body, but her own excitement worked against her. She wanted him too badly. A small whimper escaped as she began to return his kiss.

Aramus pulled her head back and smiled. "Much better. Now, on your knees." He shoved.

Elaine dropped. She looked up at him panting with need and a touch of fear. "I don't mind sucking your dick, but I don't want your cum in my mouth."

Aramus gripped his shaft and stoked the rigid length. "That is too bad, as I need you to drink it so that I may feed properly on your blood." He caught the hair at the back of her head and pushed his cock toward her lips. "Open your mouth."

Elaine tried to turn her head.

"Elaine, please." His voice was patient, but his entire body was rigid and trembling.

Elaine focused on the cock less than a breath from her lips. Damn it, it was only cum. It wasn't poisonous. But she was not going to swallow it if she could avoid it. She opened her mouth and took his hot shaft in. A bead of slightly salty moisture spread across her tongue. A tingle of warmth shivered through her, like the tingling buzz from fine whisky but without the numbness. It didn't taste bad; in fact it tasted rather...interesting. She stroked her tongue across his cock-head to taste more.

Aramus sighed. "Oh yes, blessed Night..." His hands clenched in her hair and he thrust a little ways into her mouth. "Suck me, take me deep."

Elaine drew as much of him into her mouth as she could, but without her hands to stop him he went deeper than she intended. Her throat closed slightly. She swallowed to clear it. She took him again, but again he slid just a bit too deep.

"Ah, yes..." Aramus groaned and began to pump his hips, fucking her mouth with increasing speed.

Elaine simply held the suction steady and used her tongue as he took her mouth. With his hands guiding her head and her hands tied, she couldn't control his speed or his depth. His cock struck the back of her throat. She was forced to swallow between snatches of breath to keep from gagging.

His hands tightened in her hair and he came up on his toes.

Elaine shivered. He was about to cum. She spread her knees and tensed to turn away. She was not going to swallow if she could avoid it.

Aramus set a hand on her shoulder and shoved her down lower, jerking her head back by the hair. He arched over her and shoved his cock straight down her throat. "I cum," he choked out.

Her nose pressed into his belly, Elaine couldn't take a breath past the cock deep in her throat. Her throat closed tightly and a whimper escaped her.

Aramus choked and shuddered. "Drink, Elaine. Drink me."

Hot liquid gushed deep into her throat. She moaned and shuddered in panic, unable to breathe and unable to stop him from pouring straight into her stomach.

"Yes...ah!" Aramus pulled from her throat.

Elaine fell back onto the floor and sucked in a deep breath. She choked in reflex and had to swallow twice to clear her throat. The thick liquid burned in her stomach. She groaned and rolled onto her side as her vision blurred.I'm getting drunk? But it didn't feel like the numb quality of alcohol, it was hotter, more hungry, and more carnal. "What is happening to me?"

Aramus dropped to his knees and wrapped his arm around her, encouraging her to sit up. "Forgive me, but it was necessary."

Elaine fell back against his arm and shivered as her body coiled and tightened under a hot wave of rampant lust. A needy whimper fell from her lips. "What have you done to me?"

Aramus pressed her head against his heart. "Be at ease, the dizziness will soon pass." He brushed the hair from her face and pressed his lips to her brow. "And then there will be only pleasure."

A solid wall of red lust washed over her and swept her away.

Somebody was moaning like a cat in heat.

Then the rest of the moan escaped her throat.

Elaine sucked in a startled breath and opened her eyes. She was face down on the sofa. Aramus's big warm body pressed against her back with his leg thrown over both of hers. "Please tell me I wasn't making all that noise."

Aramus pressed his lips to her temple and tugged at the belt still tied around her wrists. "Oh, but you were."

Elaine turned her head to look past her shoulder at him and stuck out her bottom lip. "You could have lied," she said in a small voice.

Aramus pulled the belt free of her wrists, caught her by the shoulder and turned her onto her back. "I find the truth far more entertaining."

Elaine rolled her eyes and scowled. "You would." She lifted up on her elbows and moved to get out from under him.

Aramus shifted to stay on top of her and chuckled. "I see that you are feeling more yourself."

"First the bondage, and now you're holding me down..." Elaine wiggled her trapped fingers. "Has anyone ever told you, that you have control issues?"

Aramus rolled his eyes and pursed his lips. "Perhaps once or twice."

"Speaking of issues..." Her eyes narrowed. "What the hell is with drinking your cum? And what the hell did it do to me?"

Aramus lowered his gaze and sighed. "It was necessary, to heat the blood."

"Heat the blood... You mean it makes my blood pressure rise?"

He smiled. "That, and makes the needs of the body run hot." He leaned down and laved his tongue across a peaked nipple.

Erotic fire blazed from her nipple to her core. "Oh shit!" Elaine gasped and arched under him. He wasn't kidding about the hot. "Is that all it does?"

Aramus turned his head away, refusing to look at her. "It enthralls."

Elaine's eyes opened wide. "Are you saying, that your cum is addictive?"

"You will not crave it, no. It makes the will more compliant."

"More compliant. I see." Elaine felt her temper rise hot and fast. "How compliant, exactly?"

Aramus sighed. "It makes denial difficult."

Elaine ground her teeth. "Your cum is a date-rape drug?"

He flinched. "I prefer not to describe it as such." Elaine scowled. "But that's essentially what it'sfor ; to make meobedientto your sexual demands." Aramus lifted his head. His eyes narrowed and he spoke through clenched teeth. "It isfor your survival.

It contains a property that allows you to recover from blood loss quickly so I may drink without endangering your life. It increases your lust so that you will find pleasure in the taking." His lip curled in an angry snarl. "And yes, it makes you inclined toward obedience, to make it easier to take you without force or harm."

"Making me the perfect meal; willing, able and submissive." She rolled her eyes. "Great."

"Yes." His brows lowered and he locked his gaze on hers. "However, I would not use the term submissive to describe you." A small smile curled Elaine's lip. "Good." His brows shot up then a tight smile appeared. "However, it will be quite difficult for your body to resist the call of mine." Elaine scowled. "Never mind the fact that I was having trouble resisting you before..." "Elaine." Aramus's smile disappeared. "You will have great difficulty resisting the demands ofany vampire that finds you." An icy chill raced up Elaine's spine. "There are other vampires?" "Of course, though not many." His hands tightened on her. "I suggest that you stay indoors after sunset for the next three nights."

"Three nights?"Well there goes any chance of dancing at any nightclubs in Prague. Elaine's brows shot up. "Wait a minute, then vampiresdo have a problem with daylight?" Aramus gave her a small smile. "No, we may walk day or night, but night is when our appetites awaken and our senses are at their sharpest. At night is when we hunt, and feed. Night is when you are more likely to be discovered."

"Discovered?" Elaine shivered, just a little. "How?"

Aramus sighed. "A vampire will know by your scent that you have been enthralled, and primed for feeding." He looked away. "They will know that you are...easy prey."

Elaine smiled grimly. "I've never been easy prey."

Aramus's brows shot up and he smiled. "Somehow, I can believe that."

Elaine smiled then rolled her eyes. "So, how long do I have to worry about other vampires?"

Aramus sighed. "After three days the scent of your enthrallment no longer rides on your skin, but a kiss

will still betray you to one of us. After nine days you will no longer be enthralled, but you should still exercise caution, day or night."

"Nine days total?" Elaine groaned and closed her eyes. "Great, and I have no clue how to tell one of you from anyone else."

"For all nine days you will know. For some it is longer. In fact you will know one of us before we will know you."

Elaine opened her eyes. "How?"

"A vampire will know you by scent or taste." Aramus's gaze was steady. "But, your blood will know us. Your lust will warn you that one of us is near."

"So if I suddenly find myself wildly aroused by somebody, there's a good chance that they're a vampire?"

"Yes." His eyes narrowed. "You must avoid us at all costs. There are those that will not hesitate to take you and perhaps keep you as part of his...harem."

Harem?Elaine's brows shot up. "Vampires have harems?"

Aramus nodded. "It causes less harm to sip from many than to feed from only one."

Elaine raised a brow at the vampire above her. "But not you?"

"No." Aramus looked down, hiding his eyes. "I do not...keep thralls."

Elaine felt a small stab of disappointment, and squashed it immediately. "Are there vampires in Prague?"

"There is only one vampire in Prague. If you sense him you must flee immediately. He will drain you of your artistic talent if he catches you."

Elaine frowned. "What has my drawing ability got to do with anything?"

"The vampire feeds on the creative spark, the source of your talents. Blood is how we access that essence." Aramus focused on her. "Elaine, this evening I was drawn by the fire that shines from your soul, from across the dining car. Others will be drawn to you primed or not, for exactly the same reason. Make no mistake, it is not your blood we hunger for, but to feed on your artist's soul."

My art...?Elaine stared up at the vampire above her. Fear seared through her.Not my art! She jerked and shoved to get away from him.

Aramus grabbed her wrists and pinned her under his body. "Be at ease, Elaine, I mean you no harm." His dark gaze caught and trapped hers. "Be calm, I swear that I would never destroy such a talent as yours."

A wave of warmth and stillness washed through Elaine. She fought to keep struggling but the languorous heat flooding her body defeated her until she lay quiet under him. "I want to believe you..." She did, she really, really did, but...

"Believe me." Aramus smiled. "Do you not remember? I am too polite to do something vulgar." He released her wrists and brushed the hair from her brow.

She swallowed. He was pretty damned polite. In fact, he had gone out of his way to get her permission for just a kiss, and then again for sex, when he was fully capable of just raping her. Those weren't the actions of someone who would destroy her talent. And...and she wanted to believe him, very, very badly.

Was that why she had just stopped fighting? Or was it...? "I guess you weren't exaggerating about the compliant part?" "No, I was not." Aramus brushed his thumb across her bottom lip. "Elaine, I have no desire to harm you."

"Okay..." Distracted by his touch on her bottom lip, Elaine opened her mouth without thinking about it, touching his thumb with the point of her tongue.

"More," Aramus whispered and pressed his thumb against her tongue. "Taste me."

Elaine sucked his thumb into her mouth. She could actually taste the salty musk of his arousal on his skin.

Moist warmth flooded her core and slicked her thighs. A groan came from deep in her throat.

Aramus smiled. "Ah, I think you are ready."

"Hmm?" She released his thumb.

Aramus rose above her and smiled as he licked the thumb that had just been in her mouth. "Mmm...

Yes, I see that you are."

Elaine licked her lips. "Ready, for what?"

"For your ravishment, of course." He crawled backwards and then knelt between her knees. "Open and

spread for me. I would taste you." Elaine blinked. He was going to eat her pussy?Hot damn! She brought her knees up and spread. Aramus dropped down to his belly, kicking his feet up and perching on his elbows. His hands swept across her closely trimmed mound. His palms spread her open to expose the pink folds. "Ah, a succulent feast." His mouth descended. His moist warm breath brushed her intimate flesh.

Every muscle in her body clenched in voracious eagerness. Elaine bit back a yearning moan.

His black eyes watching her, he opened his mouth on her flesh and the wet heat of his tongue brushed lightly yet seared across the tender oversensitive folds.