The Curse of The Vampires (Book 1)

Chapter One

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I shoot up in bed with my body soaked in a cold sweat and my heart racing in fear. I look around an unfamiliar room, and remember that I had crashed my motorcycle because some d**k head decided to cut me off, making me swerve and into a ditch and get knocked out because my head hit a rock.

I look around the room and notice that it has white curtains in front of the floor to ceiling bay windows and the bedroom door is closed. There is a desk in front of me up against the wall across from the bed that I am still sitting in.

I see that my backpack is on top of the desk and my leather jacket is draped over the back of the chair. Whoever brought me here took my biker boots and leather pants odd, leaving me in my skin-tight black cotton tank top, and black lacey bra and thong.

I get up out of bed and hear a knock at the door and, since they have already seen me without my pants on, I go over and open the door.

When the door opens, I see a hot, attractive, man that looks to be in his early twenties, like I do. I look to be in my early twenties because I am a vampire and I was turned when I was nineteen, two thousand years ago.

"Sorry to have awaken you, but I brought you some breakfast." He says. Awaken? I haven't heard people use that word like that since the 20s.

"It's alright, I was awake a little before you knocked." I explain, I don't elaborate as to why I had awakened before he knocked.

I move out of the way for him to come into the room, and he goes over to the little round table that has two chairs in the corner of the room. I follow after him.

"How long have I been here?" I ask.

"You were out for three days. When I found you, I was about to call for an ambulance, but you said no and I brought you here to wait for you to wake up. If you hadn't woken up by tomorrow, I would've called for an ambulance to bring you to the hospital."

"Thank you for not bringing me to the hospital." I say with gratefulness in my voice.

"Not a problem." He says, and sits down at the table. I sit down next to him and just stare at the food and think about what I had been dreaming about. I haven't dreamt about how I was turned for centuries. Why did it have to come back?

"You okay?" He asks with concern in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I say as I look up. "I was just thinking about what I was dreaming about before I woke up." I explain and don't understand why I'm telling him this.

"What was it about?"

"Something that I haven't dreamt of in a long time."

"I know how those are." He says with understanding in his voice.

I smile and take a bite of the toast that has butter and raspberry jam on it. It tastes really good. After I get the first bite down, I gobble the rest of the food down quickly because I haven't realized how hungry I was. Even though I am a vampire, I still have to eat food as much as I have to drink human blood every once in a while. I usually get blood every other day, but since I was out for three days, I missed one of my blood sessions.

For the two thousand years that I have been a vampire, I have not come across very many vampires because most of them were killed off or went into hiding. Some vampires still turn humans without them wanting to be, and it is against the law.

The supernatural came out to humans about fifty years ago and some people are killing us and some are fascinated by us. There are some humans that don't believe the supernatural exists still, even when shifters don't have to hide themselves anymore.

Whenever someone sees me, they usually try to get my attention because humans think vampires are attractive. It has something to do with the pheromones that we send out to humans. I still haven't figured that part out yet.

When I was first turned, I couldn't go out into the sun, but since I have been a vampire for so long, I am able to go into the sun for a little while, but it still hurts to be in the sun for too long.

Whenever i am in the sun for too long, it feels as if fire is coursing through my veins and burning. Making my body temperature rise so much that I can burn someone if they touch me or vice versa. I can be out in the sun for three hours before it starts to hurt like that. It starts off as a dull ache in my bones and gradually gets worse.

I can choose to have my fangs out or not. When my fangs are out, if I am pissed or aroused, my eyes turn to a glowing crimson-red color. When I have my fangs out my body temperature will drop really low to almost freezing and I'll also become very pale, so pale that my skin looks like snow or the dead depending on how you think about it.

When I am done eating, I look up to the man that has been taking care of me for three days.

"Since you have made it your mission to become my personal doctor, can I at least get a name from you?" I ask.

"Yes, my name is Alexander Rease, and what is your name?"

"My name is Aurora Aliston." I say, and he arches an eyebrow.

"That's a unique name." He states and I smile.

"Yes, I guess it is." Considering I've had the name for two thousand years. I think to myself. Alex smiles back.

"Since your bike is totaled, would you like me to give you a ride somewhere?"

My smile slides off of my face when I realize that I might have been taking too much of his time and he wants me gone.

"I'm sorry to have burdened you for so long." I say with sadness in my voice. I am surprised at my own sadness about possibly being turned away.

"Oh, you haven't. I just thought maybe you have somewhere important to go." Alex says with shock and surprise in his voice.

"No, I don't have somewhere to go. I was driving to go to the bar that night but I was cut off by some asshole and that was how I ended up in the ditch.

"I'm sorry about what happened. Can I ask you something?" Alex asks after a brief moment of silence.

"Sure." I say as I shrug my shoulders.

"How were you able to survive through having a sharp rock go through your head?" My eyes fly open wide in shock.

"The rock went through my head!?" He nods his head. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths and reopen my eyes and look at Alex.

"I'm a vampire." I tell him the truth and don't hold back. He just sits there staring at me for a few silenced moments.

"Right, good one." He says in disbelief and starts laughing. Guess he is one of the many humans that don't believe in the supernatural, or only believes in certain ones.

"I can prove it for you if you want me to."

"Okay." He stretches the word out uncertainly.

I let my fangs out. My eyes turn to a glowing red color, and my skin turn to a pale snow color. I watch for his reaction.

His eyes are wide open in disbelief, he reaches out and touches my cheek with his fingers and feels my icy cold skin. Alex jerks his hand back in surprise. Alex touches one of my fangs with his finger and the sharp edge cuts him and a drop of blood drips onto my tongue.

As soon as I taste how sweet his blood is, I grab his wrist with one of my hands and close my mouth around his finger and suck on it. I lick the cut and make the blood come out faster and drink his blood and close my eyes in pure bliss.

I don't realize I straddle his lap until I take his finger out of my mouth and kiss him on the lips. I shove my tongue into his mouth and he doesn't seem to mind what I am doing to him. I pull back from the kiss and I bring his hand in front of me and between us. I bite down on the tip of my tongue and let my blood drip onto the wound on his finger and watch as his wound closes up almost immediately.

When vampire blood goes into an open wound on a human, it heals, but if a vampire licks the wound, the saliva makes the wound bleed faster.

I quickly stand up and move inhumanly fast to the other side of the room and gasp for air because I don't want to stop drinking his blood. I know if I don't stop, then I will more than likely not have been able to stop and possibly kill him from drinking too much blood.

"What are you doing over there?" He asks, confused.

"I don't want to accidentally kill you. I've never had that happen to me before." It's true I've never liked someone's blood that much before, or have gotten aroused by it, or almost not able to stop.

Alex stands up and walks over to me, but I back up until my back hits the wall and I can't back up any further. He put himself so close to me that I am getting aroused all over again. I can also smell his arousal.

I can smell arousal, fear, anger, sadness, and love. I can also smell if someone is lying. Arousal smells likes a tulip with morning dew on the petals, fear smells like wood burning, anger smells like a burning body, sadness smells like death coming on slowly, love smells like freshly blossomed flowers, and lying smells like rotten garbage. I don't know why the emotions smell like this but it does.

I smell both arousal and love. Wait, love? There's no way that he can love me. We barely know each other. We just met each other officially just a few minutes ago. Not to mention that I am a monster. Alex traps me in between his arms and just stares at me for a few silenced moments.

"You won't accidentally kill me. You want to know how I know that?" I nod my head slowly.

"I know that because, even though you don't think it is possible, you already have feelings for me as well." Alex explains. Do I? I ask myself.

Yes. Yes, I do. I do have feelings for him already.

I watch as he leans down and kisses me on the lips and my eyes close as I sigh in content and give in to whatever this is. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his arms around my waist. I make him walk backwards to the bed and we flop down on it. I land on top of him as he lands on his back and we continue to kiss.

Our kissing becomes more heated and passionate. His hands move down to my ass and he squeezes and kneads it. I kiss his jaw bone to his ear and lick down his neck until I get to the crook of his neck and shoulder. I bite his neck and drink his blood. After a couple of gulps, I take my mouth off his neck.

I bite my tongue and heal his wound. I sit up and take my shirt off and he moves his hands from my ass and runs his hands up my abdomen to my breasts and he cups them through my bra and I throw my head back and moan.

I look down at him and I lean forward and kiss him on the mouth. Our tongues play a little dance and his hands go around my back and he unclasps my bra, takes it off me, and throws it somewhere in the room. I sit back up and have him sit up so that I can take his shirt off.

I shove him back onto the bed after and kiss him down his well muscled torso and at his eight pack I run my tongue on the lines of it. Alex gasps and closes his eyes in pleasure.

I move down even further and at the waistband of his jeans I run my tongue just above it and along the V of his pelvis. I lean back and undo his pants and pull his jeans down. I can hear his breathing becoming more uneven and choppy from his increasing pleasure.

I take his jeans off and now all he has on are his boxers and I take those off soon after. I look at his c**k and see that it is already thick and ready for release. He is as long as he is thick. I lean down and wrap one of my hands around the shaft of his c**k.

I move my hand up and down and squeeze a little as I move it upwards and loosen my grip as I move it back down. I lick the head of his c**k and taste some precut on it. I wrap my mouth around the tip of his c**k and slowly move him deeper in my mouth and listen to him as he groans with pleasure.

I move my mouth up and down and meet my hand half way faster and faster until he cums in my mouth and I swallow and continue to suck until there is no more c*m.

I crawl up over Alex and kiss him on the lips and he flips us over and takes my thong off. He kisses down my neck to my collarbone and down to the valley between my breasts. He kisses one of my breasts and takes the other in his hand and squeezes and plays with it. The one that is in his mouth, he circles his tongue around my n****e and blows on the wet spot. I moan as I arch my back as my n*****s harden even more and make it hurt as well as pleasurable. He pinches my other n****e with his fingers and pleasure shoots to my center.

Alex nibbles on my n****e and bites on it hard and I arch my back, making it lift off the bed. He does the same with my other breast. He kisses my abdomen to my belly button and circles his tongue around it and a shaky breath leaves my mouth.

He drags his tongue down the rest of the way to my waist and he lightly rubs my c**t with his finger and I move my p***y closer to his thumb, but he still only rubs it lightly, driving me mad with pleasure.

His tongue barely touches my p***y lips as he runs it down my p***y. I moan in protest when he starts to pull away and he finally licks my lips and I moan. He slides two fingers into me and I let out a stretched-out moan of pleasure. He licks my c**t and now I am panting and can't seem to stop/

His fingers start to move faster and so does his tongue. My hips jerk with the pleasure that I am receiving.

"Oh f**k! Oh f**k! Oh f**k!" I keep on moaning over and over again.

Whenever I am about to c*m, he'll slow down or stop and start back up when my climax is gone and do it all over again.

"Please!" I beg, cry, and moan all at the same time.

"Please what?" He asks dominately.

"Please let me c*m?" I cry, wanting to have my release.

"Okay." Alex says and moves his fingers faster until I finally c*m so hard that it hurts a little.

He crawls back up my body and uses his knee to spread my legs open a little more and he rubs the underside of his shaft on my c**t making me moan and shiver and bow in pleasure. I can't stop moaning.

Alex finally slides into me slowly and I sigh in relief and pleasure. He moves slowly at first and gradually gets faster and harder with his thrusts. I wrap my legs around his waist to get closer and I meet his thrusts with my own.

My climax builds and builds and builds, but it won't release yet. If I don't have a release soon, I just might end up bursting instead.

Finally, I am able to release my pleasure and I c*m four times in a row and I am shaking and moaning and curling up with how hard my orgasms are. I am also screaming my pleasure so loud that I am sure people in the next country could hear me. This causes his own release and I can feel the hot wet and satisfaction of his release.

When he is done, he collapses on top of me and stays there for a few minutes holding me in his arms as we catch our breaths. He rolls off me and onto his back and pulls me with him. I snuggle my head into his shoulder and I fall asleep in his warm arms and happy and safe... At least in the real world, but not in my dream world.