About Tasted (Erotic Vampire Confessions #2)
In Tasted, I was tasked with a spontaneous interview that I didn’t want to deal with. Since my translator, Sim had already volunteered me for the task, I had to proceed with interviewing a vampire couple who were on the run because the newly turned female, Amelia had killed a demon, one of the seven Princes of Hell.
In “Desire,” Randi Fang explores this subject what makes a vampire tick with her first vampire to interview, a fan of the fang whom Randi calls simply Rose. Rose has a chance encounter with an actor who plays a vampire and discovers he’s “into” being bitten.
Excerpt from “Tasted”
Interview by Randi Fang with Amelia and Damon, both vampires, madly in love, and on the run. Recorded May 2, 2013 at an undisclosed location.
Max and I sat for a very long time on the hood of my Porsche SUV. I knew the two vampires were in the woods, but they didn’t want to appear. When midnight rolled around and the full moon surfaced behind the night clouds, I knew we’d probably get to meet them. I drove the vehicle closer to the trees, parking it with the headlights facing out towards the clearing. We’d be able to see any presence if a demon showed up. I knew this forest well because I had used it many times for my hunts. It had a large ravine at the other end. No demon would climb rocks to make a surprise appearance. Demons were lazy and not especially bright.
I jumped out of the SUV and opened the front and back passenger doors. Then I returned to the vehicle. “Max,” I said as I left my driver door open. “Get out and stand here by me. If you smell anything weird, nudge me. Okay?”
He did as I requested with little hesitancy, glancing back at me with his gleaming gold eyes.
I turned off the engine and the headlights. The moon was shining, so there was some light illuminating us. I sighed with relief. Let’s do this, I thought to myself. I couldn’t count the creepy ways I had met vampires for interviews. Some could be as human as the next person, meeting in a bar or coffee shop. Others, the really old ones, were downright weird. Ancient, I thought. That’s what it is. They don’t know better. “We need to do this people,” I said to the night.
I saw an image flash out of the corner of my eye. Someone had hopped into the front passenger seat. Then another weight shifted the SUV and I felt the back passenger seat fill with a presence.
“Randi?” a male voice asked.
“Yes,” I replied, feeling an overwhelming draw to his masculinity. He was indeed a vampire, not a demon. I breathed in slowly. Dear lord, what have I gotten myself into.
“Sim said you could help us.”
I nodded, not moving my hands from the steering wheel. I had learned vampires could be very jumpy if they were as panicked as I sensed these two were. The male sitting next to me seemed very protective. Very protective. It flowed off of him in waves. The female was clearly shaken, confused, and a new vampire.
“Show your fangs please,” the male vampire commanded.
I did as he requested. The blood flamed in my veins and I felt an immediate attraction to this man without even seeing him yet. I had heard some vampires possessed a heightened sex appeal, and this guy had it in droves. Trying to forget a feeling of nakedness that was washing over me, I let my fangs remain visible. Let’s do this, I shouted in my mind, wondering if the vampire could hear me. My patience was growing very thin. We were either going to talk or I was going to jump the man’s bones as the newbie vampire girl could watch. I exhaled again slowly. My blood smoothie was just kicking in.
Excerpt from Amelia’s Confession (as part of her interview with Randi) – FOR MATURE READERS ONLY 18+
“What will they do to us if we are caught?”
His brown eyes glazed over. He turned his attention to my disarrayed dress and gently smoothed the wrinkles away, refusing to answer.
“I can fight any demon who gets in my way,” I snapped.
Slowly he moved his hands, giving me a low grunt of disbelief.
As I flattened out the ruffles in my lap, I marveled at how warm his touch was, how satisfying and soothing.
“They’ll kill us both if we don’t escape soon enough.”
As Damon paused in front of me, I asked him mentally, “So we have to have sex first, you meet your father, and then we can leave.”
“Yes,” he replied. Then he yelled for the others’ benefit, “Get this dress off bitch, my cock can’t wait forever. Fucking whore of a human.”
He chuckled again, this time with a sincerity he had lacked before. He glanced at me and winked, pointing at the door. Then a deadly passion surface in his eyes. He sighed loudly. “Are you ready,” he whispered tenderly.
After a few moments, I waited for his next move. His disposition was unpredictable and I didn’t know if he was going to kiss me on the forehead or break me in half.
“Remove your dress,” he commanded.
Before I could undress, Damon pulled out his large cock, grunting as he began stroking it quickly. I watched in fear. Was he going to plunge that thing inside me? Damon spread his legs, leaning into his strokes and continued jacking himself off. Suddenly he stopped and approached me. He pushed his hands pass my dress and found the folds of my pussy. With one hand, he continued to stroke his cock. With the other, he fingered me, only stopping now and then to run his wet fingers over the head of his cock. Damon grunted and growled as he rocked, crouched before me. His eyes turned blood red as his head fell forward from pleasure, and then he would continue his stroking, getting faster each time.
He was already hard when he had presented himself to me, so I didn’t understand why he was taking the time to increase his erection. Obviously he did. And I wasn’t complaining. Suddenly I was thrilled to watch him. He was a sight to behold. No men I knew would be so bold as to touch themselves, much less excite themselves to mind-maddening delights. It was an exquisitely delightful, yet sinister scene.
Suddenly a vision of having him inside me surfaced. My jaw dropped open and my stomach flip-flopped. I remained sitting on the bed as I unzipped the back of my dress and slid it over my shoulders. When he stood up in front of me, his cock was as hard as glass. It nearly hit me in the face. I marveled at its width, its length. My god, I thought. Now that’s a vampire. On the bed, I froze forgetting what I was doing, forgetting I was almost completely nude before this magnificent vampire.
He growled and ripped my dress away in one yank. Damon took my hands in his and placed them on his cock. My eyes grew wide and I relished the smoothness of his rod. He was hard as steel, yet smooth as velvet.
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About the Author
Randi Fang loves all things vampire, probably because she is one. When she is not blogging or writing vampire fiction, she likes to interview other vampires and share their confessions with you which are typically erotic in nature. Vampires are sexy beasts, after all.
Currently Randi is writing the series, Erotic Vampire Confessions and will be releasing My Vampire Master, a dark vampire erotica tell-all book about how she became a vampire later this year (Winter 2013).