The Vampire Extraordinaire Book 1

13. Amanda

She quickly drove to the outskirts of town and turned onto a winding mountain road. Was she taking me back to the mansion? I was on my own. I didn't need anybody. Just as I was about to jump off the bike, she drove past the mansion and went around the property. She bumped down a mud packed road, to a small cabin in the woods. She parked infront of it and I got off first.

I pulled off the helmet and held it out to her, "Does this make me your bitch?" I smiled and she laughed.

She stood up and packed away both helmets. She smiled at me, "I'll make you my bitch later."

I looked out across the lake and I could see the barn that was on the mansions property. "You know those people?" I asked softly.

"No. They keep to themselves. I talked to a woman a couple of times," she shrugged, "but I don't know any of them.  Sawyer is their last name."

"Sawyer?" I frowned at her.

"All I know," she held up her hands and turned to her cabin. "Come on. Let's see if I can make you my bitch."

"Okay," I laughed and followed her inside.

Once inside, she turned to me and smiled, "Come here," she put her hands on her hips.

"Okay," I laughed, kicked the door shut and went into her arms. She kissed me hard, sucking feverishly on my tongue and taking my breath from me. She put kisses on my jawbone and nibbled my neck. "I don't even know your name," I whispered, closing my eyes to the pleasure.

"Amanda," she whispered hotly near my ear. She laughed, "Your heart is beating so fast," she put her hand over my chest.

"What about yours?" I smiled and held her breast in my hand.

"Yes," she sighed and kissed me again. "Come," she pulled me towards the fireplace as she kissed me and pulled away my clothes as fast as I was pulling hers away. She pulled me down on the bear skin carpet and laid me back. Her naked body covered me for a moment, then she was over me. She moved her hips over mine as she kissed me. Amanda caught my wrists in her hands and I let her pin them to the carpet. I smiled as she moved over me. She kissed my cheeks, my eyes, my nose. She whispered. "Now you're my bitch."

"I see," I laughed and kissed her.

She stopped and frowned down at me, "You're supposed to tell me no."

I smiled and almost laughed, until I saw her serious expression. This poor girl was more damaged than I could ever be. I would indulge her fantasy. I closed my eyes tight, "No."

"Ah," she laughed, "That's good," she rocked her hips, "So good." She panted as she moved against me, holding down my wrists. I moved up into her and she gasped. She released my wrists and arched her back. I held her hips, pulling her down as I thrusted up.

I closed my eyes tight, "Anna," I groaned as she cried out, then fell across my chest. She panted with me, unmoved from her spot on top of me.

She raised her head and ran her hand through her brown hair. "So," she smiled, laying on top of me, "who's Anna?"

"Nobody," I panted. Guilt licking at my conscious.

"Old girlfriend?" she smiled.

I shook my head, "Not really."

"It doesn't matter. There's no ties here," she slapped my chest, "We're just up here for a good time." She sat up, "Shower?"

"Sure," I smiled.

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We showered together and Amanda lathered my body and dried me carefully.  Even when we made love on the bathroom floor, Amanda was over me, always leading. She built a fire and gathered pillows and blankets, so we could snuggle by the fire. I laid against the front of the couch and held her in my arms. She ran her fingertip over my chest, "When do you have to leave?"

"Leave?" I shook myself awake, "What time is it?"

"Three a.m." she smiled at me and kissed me.

I moaned, "I should leave."

"I wish you could stay," she put her leg over my hips and hugged me close.

"I have to go," I hugged her.

She nodded, her face in my neck, she mumbled, "Anna?"

"No," I laughed nervously.

She raised her head to look at me, "Then stay."

"Amanda," I shook my head.

"Please stay," she put her hand between us and covered me. She moved her hand, "Say you'll stay."

"You are making it hard to say no," I panted near her lips, pulling her hips close.

"That's the idea," she laughed. She kissed me deeply as she slid over me.

I nodded, "Okay, but I have to leave soon."

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The sun was low in the sky as I ran towards to mansion, but it was climbing. I stumbled over limbs and swooshed through thick leaves; fighting my way back. There was no time to go all the way back home. I had to go to the mansion and fall on the Queen's mercy. She had to let me in or I was a dead man. I stumbled onto the blacktop road and ran to the rod iron gate. I pushed the code on the keypad and hoped it still worked. I panted, staring at the gate, willing it to open. OPEN. The gate shook on its hinges, then slammed open. I ran in and ran up the driveway as the sun rose. I stumbled up the front porch steps and fell face first on the porch, gasping.

"Marcus!" Dad gasped and fell to my side. "Are you alright?" he slowly turned me over.

"Help," I panted.

He looked out in the yard as the suns rays crossed over to us. "Come on. Quick!" he grunted when he picked me up to my feet and dragged me inside.

Allan slammed the front door shut and locked it. "Kind of cutting it close, Kid!" he wailed and caught me before I fell out of Dad's arms.

"He's weak. He needs blood and the predawn has drained him," Dad told him.

"Here Kid," Allan lowered me to the floor to sit. He pulled open his shirt and a button bounced on the floor. "Take from me," he said and pulled me close. My nose touched his neck and my hunger knew what it needed. My fangs pierced his skin and I took satisfying draws from him. "Easy Kid," Allan said and nudged me. I released him and pushed myself away from him.

"Are you alright?" Dad asked him and helped him stand up.

"I'm fine," Allan panted, smiling weakly as he leaned into Dad's embrace.

"Careful," Dad told him and led him to the stairway.

"Take care of the kid. I'm fine," Allan pushed on Dad and took a hold of the banister railing.

"Marcus?" he knelt beside me, "What happened to you? Were you being chased?"

"Was it hunters?" Nigel asked from the stairs.

"No," I panted, "I just misjudged time. I was in a house, not far from here," I closed my eyes, "I should have left her sooner."

"Her?" Allan laughed.

"Miss Amanda Martin," Anna spoke authoritatively. I looked up and met her eyes. "Tell me," she came down a few steps, "Did you kill her?"

"No," I frowned.

"Good. She's a nice girl," she half turned on the stairs, "Of course, you are welcome to spend a few days with us. If you like." She turned the rest of the way and walked upstairs.

"She's changed," I whispered.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" Dad asked and helped me stand.