The Ratchet Vampire Chronicles

Special Delivery

As we laughed and got high, an unexpected rapping on my door interrupted us. When we peaked out of the window, a woman stood outside on my balcony, arms holding several bottles of very expensive champagne. None of us had invited guests, and Delaney looked genuinely stunned.

"Special delivery, everyone. I've come bearing gifts," I heard the woman say in a deep, Middle Eastern accent from outside. Deep set eyes, smooth, caramel skin, her hair balled up into a bun, she wore a long red trench, and spiked gold heels. "I promise, you'll like it."

I finally opened my door to send her away. "Sorry, ma'am, I think you've reached the wrong residence."

"I have not. I am here for Mister Delaney."

My mouth dropped open, and so did Delaney's. "Excuse me?" I asked, before trying to play it off. "There is no one here by that name." I started closing my door.

Her strong arm stopped it. "Tell him I am a gift, from Fallon. Tell him I know how to fill his appetite. He'll know what I mean."

What the fuck? I turned around. "Delaney, who is this bitch? Who is sending people to my—"

Before I could get all the words out, her mouth crushed mine. Her tongue throttling around my own, I felt the most magical kiss any person had ever given me. Silk, chocolate and rose petals greeted my lips, and the shit tasted and felt so good, I sucked it in. When she pulled back, and her eyes peered into mine, they glimmered with purple and lavender hues. I had never seen anyone with purple fucking eyes. They kidnapped me. It seemed there was a galaxy swirling in them. I floated to another place.

As I licked my lips, my friend Adriana stepped forward. Jealously, I'm sure. One look in the woman's eyes and Adry calmed down. Still, she didn't completely shut up. "Look, lady, you need to go somewhere else. Nobody here knows you, or wants you here."

The woman turned to Delaney. "Why don't we let Mr. Harper decide? How's your hunger these days, Mr. Harper?"

That did something to the guy. He leaped up like a lost kid that had been found.

"What you know about it?" he asked suspiciously, but his lips were already moist.

"It takes a very special person to feed you." She looked around at all of us, untying and dropping her jacket. Perfectly toned and bronzed nakedness went on full display. "I can please you all."

"I don't see why we couldn't try it out," Delaney cooed.

Adriana and I looked at one another. This wasn't how the night was supposed to go. A complete stranger had shown up and crashed my party. With the look on Delaney's face, I couldn't say no. Not if I wanted him to come back.

This bitch must have been an acrobat. She put me at ease by eating me out. Upside down in a handstand. The shit was weird, and yet mesmerizing, how the woman damn near floated. Delaney pumped her from behind, her ass up in the air and legs wide. Adry hesitantly kissed me and sucked my nipples. No one had ever feasted on me the way this woman did. Not even Adry, who had known how I liked oral since we were eight. Her tongue moving so sensually, I couldn't hold back my four orgasms. She threw me around and held my ass up like a bowl of ham hocks.

Wait. Did she fly? The shit sounds crazy. But in just a couple of steps, she catapulted onto Delaney's dick in my kitchen. With her body horizontal, nothing but air underneath her, she continued to eat me on the counter. How did she do that? Her hands gripped my throat to hold me still and keep me from squirming. This bitch was intense, and yet so satisfying. She never put her pussy on my mouth. Smart, because I didn't know her like that. But for some reason, something in me almost wanted her to.

But Delaney? He plowed her like she was manna from heaven. He had this look on his face like a man who had something else going on, as if his dick were on fire, and she had special water to put it out. He shoved himself in her while she ate me. His eyelids closed so gratefully I wondered if she was his birth mother who had nursed him. I know I'm not his girl. Still, I wasn't quite sure how to feel about that.

Who the fuck was Fallon?

Who was she to send broads to people as gifts? This purple eyed woman was at my house for hours and our heads had been so blown we never learned her name. Sticking my fingers down to my labia where her tongue had been, I brought them up to my mouth, and licked off her salty sweet essence. It lingered long after she had left.

"What the fuck are you smiling for?" Adry asked, anger dripping from her tone.

Snapping out of a daydream I didn't realize I was having, I stared at her. I didn't know I had been smiling. "Do you feel like something to eat?"