All In The Family

ALL IN THE FAMILY An Ellora’s Cave Publication, May 2004 Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc. PO Box 787 Hudson, OH 44236-0787 ISBN MS Reader (LIT) ISBN # 1-84360-871-5 Other available formats (no ISBNs are assigned): Adobe (PDF), Rocketbook (RB), Mobipocket (PRC) & HTML ALL IN THE FAMILY © 2004 MARILYN LEE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part without permission. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. They are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously. Edited by Martha Punches. Cover art by Darrell King.

ALL IN THE FAMILY

Marilyn Lee

Chapter One Lying on her stomach with her legs spread wide, her heart thumping, and her pussy already flooded with moisture, Derri Morgan-Dumont sighed with anticipation and delight as Serge’s thick hot cock slowly pierced her pussy. Resting his weight on his arms, he entered her with an exquisite leisure that nearly sucked the breath from her lungs. When he was fully seated in her, he eased his big body down against her back, gripped her hips in his powerful hands, pressed his warm, sensual lips to her neck, and began to slowly make love to her. Derri lay under him, glorying in his crushing weight, and so in love and lust with him, she thought her heart would burst with the force and power of her emotions. Even after twenty years of marriage and countless nights of lovemaking and fucking, Serge still totally enchanted and fulfilled all her physical and emotional needs. Together they had a love that grew deeper and more committed with each passing year. They had nearly everything either of them had ever wanted. Serge’s hot cock, lingering at the entrance of her pussy, plunged deep into her with one lusty, powerful surge, driving all thoughts except the fucking he was about to give her from her mind. Oh God, gray eyes. Give it to me. Fuck me, love. Fuck me like only you can. He thrust into her with strong, powerful strokes that she felt down to her curled toes. Waves of bliss and pleasure danced along her body. Her climax built quickly and spiraled out of control. He licked and bit at the side of her neck as he changed the tempo of his movements inside her. He went from long, slow strokes to short, hard thrusts. I love you, he chanted, timing the still sweet declarations in rhythm with his now furious plunges into her pussy. Oh, gray eyes, I love you too, she moaned. So much, my handsome vampire. Along with the bliss threatening to overtake her, she felt his absolute love and endless devotion flowing along the special link which had grown ever stronger and powerful during their years together, that she now read his thoughts with relative ease. A wave of love and lust flowed from him, enthralling her senses. She gasped, sobbed, and happily shattered into tiny I-love-Serge-so-much pieces. Through their link, she was aware of him reaching his own peak. She tightened her inner muscles around his cock, and shared his joy as he pumped his seed deep inside her. She wiggled her butt on the bed and tried to part her legs further, eager for every drop of his seed. He collapsed on top of her briefly before he eased out of her flooded pussy, turned her onto her back, and slipped between her suddenly trembling legs. He sank his erect length balls deep in her wet and still hungry cunt. Finding her mouth, he kissed her with a hungry passion that the years had not diminished. She moaned into his lips and bucked her hips as she wildly fucked him back. Oh Serge. I love you! I adore you! I need you, Serge. I’ll always need and love you so much it hurts. And I will be yours for all eternity, my Derri.

He slipped his hands under her body to cup her butt in his hands. The touch of his hands on what he lovingly called her big, fine ass, sent her rushing towards her orgasm. Oh God, there was only one way this could get better. Knowing he was in tune with her every need, she tore her mouth away from his and tilted her head. Take me, gray eyes. Make me yours completely. He lifted his head and looked down at her, his eyes glowing, his incisors bared. You will always be mine, he told her and bit into her neck. Her blood rushed into his mouth. She experienced his dizzying pleasure as the first spurts ran over his tongue and down into his throat. Derri. Derri. He shuddered, clutched her in a tight embrace, and exploded. She wrapped her legs around him and tightened her pussy around his plunging cock until she had milked every single drop of seed from him. She felt the overflow oozing out of her body. What a lovely feeling. Knowing how much pleasure she’d given him, pushed her over the edge and she came too. Clinging to each other, he continued to feed on her until he finally drew his incisors out of her neck. He drew his cock out of her pussy and rolled them onto their sides. Exchanging lazy kisses, they tumbled into each other’s arms. He dozed, but Derri found sleep elusive. In the morning, Serge, along with the inner-city basketball league he sponsored, would be heading to Africa for six weeks. It was a tradition he had started some thirty years earlier. As always, he had asked her to accompany them, but she knew how much he valued his time with the teens he mentored. Marriage to Serge, her white knight vampire in shining armor, was still like living in a fairytale. She couldn’t have asked for a man who loved her more or whom she loved and desired so much. She felt as if a little part of her died each time he left the country. When he was gone, she longed for the nights when she could fall asleep in his arms. She probably missed as much in the mornings. That was when he greeted her with a kiss full of tenderness. She lived for his whispered endearments. Although she used her maiden name in her professional capacity, socially she still got a thrill when anyone addressed her as Mrs. Dumont. Mrs. Dumont, Serge’s wife. The only thing missing from her life was the joy of feeling Serge’s baby grow inside her. She longed to be able to watch the look of love and wonder in his beautiful gray eyes that she saw in his older brother Mikhel’s eyes when he looked at his sons, twenty-nine year old Dimitri and five-year old Alex. Although Serge assured her having her as his wife was all he’d ever wanted out of life, she knew Serge longed for a child to call him daddy. She had seen the look of longing on his face when he watched Mik and his sons together. Giving him the child they both desired would leave her with nothing for which to hope. And we’ll have one, Derri. I promise. His words startled her. Had she known he was awake, she would have been careful to guard her thoughts. By mutual consent, they no longer probed each other’s thoughts without permission. She stirred restlessly in his arms, reaching out to him along their mental link. What she read in his mind troubled her and brought back hungers and yearnings she had fought hard to control over the years. She drew out of his arms and shot up in bed to stare at him wild-eyed. Over the

years, she had reaped many benefits from ingesting vampire blood. They included slowing the aging process down so greatly, that now in her sixties, she looked much as she had in her thirties. She could also see surprisingly well in the dark. He sat up and they stared at each other. I've thought about this long and hard. It’s the only way, Derri. Clearly, I cannot father the child we both long for, but Mik can. I’ve talked to Erica and she doesn’t have a problem with it. She swallowed. “And Mik? How did he react?” Serge sighed. “He said no.” The news didn’t surprise her. The vampire culture she had embraced when she had fallen in love with Serge encouraged sharing of mates among vampire siblings. She and Mik had been attracted to each other the moment they met. They had done nothing about it until after he had undergone an ancient ritual with an enchanted Talisman called The Ebony Venus. That had resulted in the bond between them being much stronger than normal. With both their mates’ blessings and knowledge, they had shared a warm, special relationship. That had ended some fifteen years earlier. One of the most exciting benefits of being married to a vampire was a family ritual called a family fuck fest, where all the participants got to make love to their siblings’ mates. Derri had been happily bouncing up and down, driving her ass down on Mik’s hot cock while Mik hungrily sucked on her breasts when one of the other siblings’ woman had approached and laughingly demanded Derri climb off Mik’s dick. “There are others here eager to feel his cock too, Derri. It’s not fair for you to hog Mik at every fuck fest.” Glancing around, Derri noted most of the women there nodding in agreement. Face flaming, she had stiffened and attempted to climb off Mik’s lap. He had growled angrily and wrapped his arms around her waist. “No,” he’d hissed. “I have no interest in her, her pussy, or her ass.” Their gazes met and locked. “Please don’t make a scene, Mik,” she begged. “Go spend some time with her and the others.” He snarled and buried his face against her breasts and thrust his cock deep into her ass, making her gasp with the force of his frustration. It hurt, but she loved it. She didn’t like the resentment the other women probably felt for her. “Stop it, Mik,” she insisted. After a few more thrusts that nearly made her see stars, he came and her pussy flooded with juice as he allowed her to climb off his cock. When she had, he shot to his feet and stalked across the room to the woman who had interrupted them. “You wanted me?” he demanded. The woman looked at his still hard cock and fell back against the bed, eagerly spreading her legs wide. “Oh, hell, yeah. Jack me up, Mik!” “Jack you up? One jacking coming up!” He climbed on the bed. As Derri watched, fighting back a streak of jealously, Serge slid into the bed behind her. He pressed his lips against her ear, fondling her breasts. “Are you all right?” “Yes.” They had grown too close as a couple to attempt to keep secrets from each other so she made no effort to conceal her feelings from him. She knew he sensed her jealousy. “Make love to me, gray eyes.” I love you.

And I love you, gray eyes. He eased his cock into her pussy from behind. As he gave her a gentle fuck, she watched Mik fuck the woman without an ounce of tenderness and very little consideration. The woman moaned and shuddered to a climax in just moments. Leaving her alone on the bed, Mik rose and looked around the room, his eyes glowing, his incisors bared. “Was there anyone else interested in getting to know me?” he asked coldly. No one spoke up and eyes still glowing, Mik made his way over to the bed where Erica lay on her back, screaming in ecstasy, as Aleksei repeatedly pumped his huge cock deep up her ass while he sucked greedily at her breasts. That was the last time she and Mik had slept together. Two years later, after realizing how painful it was to watch Mik fuck other women, Serge and Derri had stopped attending the fuck fests. Although she and Mik saw each other at regular family functions, they had never so much as exchanged a chaste kiss again. They had known that their mutual desire simmered just under the surface, ready to explode again if either of them let down their guard. Thinking of how hard she had fought to keep her desire for Mik in check, she shook her head. “No, Serge! No!” He took her in his arms and drew her back down onto the bed. It’s all right, Derri. This is the only way we’ll ever have a child. She shook her head. “Mik rightly said no.” He kissed her cheek. He only said no because he was afraid of hurting me. I know that’s part of the reason you’re saying no, too. “No, it’s not!” She hit a fist against his chest. “I want a baby, Serge, but I want it to be yours! Not Mik’s!” It will be ours, once he gets you pregnant. He won’t make any claims on the child and I will love it with all my heart because it will be a part of you, who I love more than life. Do this for me, Derri…for us. Please. “No, Serge! I can’t.” Yes, you can. He fondled her breasts before sliding his hand down her stomach to cup her pussy. I know you miss him and he misses you. It’s time you two stopped denying how you feel. Neither Erica nor I need or want to be shielded from what we both know is very special for you two. What you feel for Mik does not threaten me. Do this for us, Derri. Please. “Serge, you don’t know what you’re asking. If he touches me again… ” “What will happen?” “It will begin all over and I’ll… ” “You will admit that you want him in your life. I can deal with that, Derri. So can Erica. She and Dimitri are coming to talk to you tomorrow.” “Dimitri? He’s coming too?” She pictured him in her mind’s eyes. Like his father and Serge, Dimitri was tall, dark, and stunningly handsome. He had a killer smile and oozed charm from every pore. Yes. Erica wanted him to understand what was going to happen between you and Mik. The thought of discussing having sex with Mik in front of his son was too much. “

Serge… ” Do this for us, Derri. Please. Talk to Erica and Dimitri, then talk to Mik and convince him to do this for us. If you ask him, he’ll do it. I just can’t, Serge. My life and my relationship with you is too important to risk rekindling things with Mik. Do you love me? You know I do! Do you want to spend the rest of your life with me? I would have no life without you, gray eyes. Then why should I feel threatened by something that is a part of our culture? Even Katie has given her approval. That surprised Derri. She and Serge’s younger sister had never really liked each other and Katie had once vocally objected to the special relationship she and Mik had enjoyed. Katie was something of a clairvoyant. Had she given her approval because she had somehow seen that things would turn out all right if Derri and Mik slept together again? Do this one thing for us. I will never ask anything of you again. Please. She curled her fingers in his hair and parted her legs. I don’t want to spend our last hours together talking about Mik. Love me, gray eyes, as only you can. He kissed her with a tender passion and eased inside her. She closed her eyes and lost herself in a riot of love and lust for the handsome vampire she still adored after so many years of marriage. God willing, one day she would get pregnant by Serge, not Mikhel.

Chapter Two “You know it’s all right with me if you need or want to do this.” Mikhel Dumont turned from the window to face Erica, his wife of thirty-one years, the mother of his two sons, and his bloodlust, or perfect mate. She lay naked on their bed, her long, silky blonde hair spread out around her face like a golden cloud. She was as beautiful and sexy as she’d been on that Halloween night they’d met in Salem. Her understanding and selflessness made him love her more each day. It was strange how he could want Derri so much while being so crazy in love and lust with this perfectly beautiful woman. When undergoing his Feast of Indulgence, the dangerous time when a latent or half-blood vampire crossed over to a full-blood status, he had erred in going through the ritual of The Ebony Venus. He had done this while the statuette had born Derri's likeness. That mistake was the basis for the usually deep attraction he and Derri shared. Or had shared until they had stopped sleeping together. His hunger for Derri lay just beneath the surface, awaiting an opportunity to explode into a new lust. Erica knew of his feelings for Derri and bore neither of them any resentment. Now she was prepared to allow him to make his own decision on Serge’s request.

He crossed the room to the bed. He stroked a hand over her breasts. They were large, full, and so delicious to the taste… like her lips… her pussy… her entire body. “ You are an amazing woman, my love.” She smiled up at him, taking his hand and placing it on her pussy. “I’m also a wet one. You planning to do something about it?” His nostrils quivered as the scent of her cunt aroused him. He climbed onto the bed, pressing her against the mattress. He used a knee to part her legs, and hungry to be one with her again, kissed her. Her soft, sweet lips parted under his. Slipping his arms around her, he stroked his tongue into her mouth and his cock deep into her pussy. He shuddered and closed his eyes as he bottomed out in her. Even after so many years together, the first slide into her warm, slick cunt always filled him with a sense of wonder that this beautiful woman loved and adored him. This sweet, addictive pussy had given him two sons he cherished. “I love you so much,” he whispered, thrusting deeply, loving the feel of her slick muscles caressing and squeezing his cock. She cupped her hands over his hair. “I know you do, darling, and I love and adore you. I always will, my handsome, lusty Mikhel.” He lifted his head and looked down into her eyes. “I am yours. As long as we both live, I will always be yours.” Smiling, she drew his lips down over hers. As they kissed and fucked with the tender hunger of lovers who not only love but lust after each other, she reached around to fondle his ass. He tensed in anticipation and fucked her harder. She dug her fingers into his ass and gasped as she thrust her hips up to meet his downward lunges. He loved when he felt her cunt tightening and quivering as she exploded and washed his cock in a hot tide of pussy juice. He let himself go, rested his weight on his extended arms, and drove his cock down into her climaxing pussy. A rush of ecstasy washed over him. Propelling his cock deep into her, he exploded, filling her with his seed. Shivering with the aftermath of their lovemaking, he lowered his body onto hers, keeping his cock inside her. She stroked her fingers through his hair. “Oh, Mik, fucking doesn’t get any better than this.” “No,” he agreed. “I’ve never met any other woman who so completely enchants me as you do, my Erica.” She smiled. “That’s as it should be… but I want you to do something for me, Mik.” “Anything.” “Do it. Fuck Derri and get her pregnant.” He stiffened and rolled off her. He rose from the bed and walked back to the window. “That would not be a good idea.” “It would be a great idea. Do you know one of the reasons I never minded your spending all your time fucking her at the family fuck fests?” He turned from the window to watch her. “Why, because you were too busy bouncing up and down on Aleksei’s and Vlad’s cock?” She laughed. “Who can blame me, Mik? All your brothers have delicious

cocks… almost as good as yours. But that wasn’t what I meant. The sex with you after you’d spend an entire fest fucking the hell out of Derri was always the most incredible. You’d fuck me like a mad man, driving that big, wonderful cock of yours into me with a fury that made my toes curls and my heart nearly jump out of my chest. “I love sex with you, Mik, but on a purely selfish level, I’d love to feel that way again. So never mind what others say. You want to fuck her and knock her up, I say go do it, baby. Your brothers will keep me company and when you come back, I’ll be waiting for you with a greedy hunger that only you can satisfy. Fuck her out of her mind and then come fuck me senseless, Mik.” Her dirty talk always aroused him. She had her long, lovely legs spread wide and he could see his cum trickling from the bottom of her gaping pussy. He loved the way her pussy looked after a really hard, raunchy fuck. It didn’t matter who had done the fucking, him or one of his brothers. Damn he had to taste her. Flashing across the room, he climbed onto the bed, and settled between her legs. Cupping her ass in his palms, he ate her to a blistering climax. Just as she screamed and came, he slid up her body and plunged his cock into her spasming pussy and came with her. They fucked several more times before he crawled from between her legs to sprawl face down on her body. “Oh shit, I love you, baby.” “Of course you do,” she said, sounding sated and happy… just as he was.

***** Derri stood in the living room looking out onto the terrace of the house in Society Hill in Philly where she and Serge had lived since their marriage. She told herself she had done the right thing in refusing to sleep with Mik again. Just the thought of how nice it would be to have him in her bed that night of Serge’s first night away ate at her. Earlier that day, Erica and Dimitri had flown in from Boston and the three of them had shared a quick lunch. It had been awkward sitting across from the two of them. No matter how many times Derri had denied wanting to sleep with Mik again, Erica had just sat looking at her with a slight smile on her face, a knowing look in her eyes. Face burning, avoiding Dimitri's dark eyes, Derri had finally given up her denials. “ Okay. I… ah… ” Erica reached across the table and clutched her hand. “Derri, there's no need to be ashamed of what you feel for Mik. He's a big, handsome, sexy vampire. Who wouldn't want him? And you know you're not the only sibling wife who does. You just happen to be the only one he wants in return.” “Erica… I'm sorry.” She swallowed hard. “I don't mean to keep… stepping on your toes.” Erica squeezed her hand and leaned forward. “I'll let you in on a little secret. I've never minded Mik being with you because when he comes back to me the sex is unbelievably incredible.” “Must be.” Dimitri smiled suddenly, his dark eyes twinkling. “Some of my earliest memories are of hearing Mom screaming in ecstasy after Dad came back from being with

you. One of these days I want to make my woman scream out like that.” Face burning, Derri watched Erica and Dimitri share an unashamed laugh. One of these days she was going to have to stop blushing. Sex and discussions of sex was a normal part of the Dumont family life. “I know you say you're not going to do it, Derri, but if you change your mind, I just wanted you to know that it's all right with me. Now I’d better go. I have a plane to catch. ” She patted Derri's hand, kissed her cheek, and walked across the restaurant to the door. Dimitri rose, lay several twenty dollar bills on the table, kissed Derri's cheek, and followed his mother. Pushing away the embarrassing memory, Derri turned from the glass doors. She made her way in the dark house to the bedroom. She slipped into bed, hugged the pillow where Serge had lain the night before, and tried to sleep. An hour later, she looked at her bedside clock. Twelve a.m. She sighed. It was going to be a long, lonely night. The ringing phone startled her. She had already talked to Serge. So who would be calling her so early in the morning? She sat up and answered the phone. “Hello?” There was a slight pause before her caller spoke. “Hello, Derri.” Her heart thumped. “Mik,” she whispered. “What’s wrong? Why are you calling so late?” “I flew into Philly an hour ago and I’m on my way to see you.” “Why?” He sighed. “It’s been a very long time since we’ve been alone together and I need to see you.” She wet her lips, her heart pounding. Was it lust or fear? She wasn’t sure. “Is Serge all right?” “He’s fine. That’s not why I’m coming.” She swallowed slowly. “Why are you coming?” “I think you know why… because I want and need to be with you. It’s been so long and I… I’m on my way, sweet.” She pressed her lips together. “Mik… I… we shouldn’t… ” “We’re going to,” he said, his voice quiet steel. “I’m coming, and I plan to get some pussy, Derri. Deal with it.” The muscles in her stomach clenched. “If we do, it will start all over again.” “So be it. It’s been fifteen long, fucking years. We’ve earned some time together. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says.” “Serge said you wouldn’t do this.” “I changed my mind. If it doesn’t bother Erica or Serge, why should we deny ourselves? Erica is turned on by the thought of my getting you pregnant, and Serge wants it too. So do I. Tell me you don’t want it and I won’t come.” Her pussy pulsed and her stomach muscles tightened. She opened her mouth but her vocal chords refused to cooperate. “I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

She put the phone down and rose. She spent fifteen minutes pacing the bedroom before she made her way downstairs to await Mik’s arrival. As she stood in front of the living room glass doors staring out onto the patio, Mik abruptly appeared in front of her. One moment he stood outside the closed doors, the next, he stood in the room, eyes glowing with desire. She glanced down at his leg and saw the outline of his fully erect cock straining against his pant leg. He was hard and horny while she was wet and horny. She ached with the need to feel his cock inside her. “Oh, Mik,” she whispered. With a blur of motion, he shed his clothes and her nightgown. They stood facing each other nude and hungry for the release they had been denied for so long. No one could ever take Serge’s place in her heart or bed, but she could no longer deny the truth of her feelings for Mikhel. “Oh, Mik,” she whispered again, reaching for him. “It’s been so long.” “Too long,” he answered and drew her into his arms. She expected him to thrust his cock immediately into her. She had waited a long time for this moment and she was so ready for whatever he wanted to do to and with her. Instead, he just held her in his arms, his lips brushing against her cheek and neck with a feverish tenderness that brought tears to her eyes. When he spoke, his voice held the hint of frustration he’d shared over their long years away from the sweet intimacy they both craved. “Oh, Derri sweet. I’ve missed you. ” His voice trembled and she lifted her head to look into the liquid brown eyes she had not gazed into for what seemed an eternity. Her eyes misted and her legs shook at what she saw in his gaze. Beneath the desire, she saw a tenderness he had not allowed her to see in years. “I brought you flowers, and your favorite white wine and chocolates,” he told her. “I was so eager to see you I left them in the SUV. I should go get them, but right now I have an overwhelming need for your pussy and your love, sweet.” She felt his cock stirring against her and sucked in a breath. She loved that he’d come prepared to romance her, but her present need was a little more banal. Cock now and romance later—much later, after they’d satisfied their long suppressed desires. She reached a hand down to fondle and hold his thick, hard length. A shudder ran through them both at the touch. “The goodies you brought can wait, Mik.” She rubbed her palms against his shaft. “ Right now this is the only goody I want. Let’s go to bed and fuck and fuck until we’re both crossed-eyed and nappy-headed.” He laughed. “I love a beautiful black woman with sweet lips, big breasts, a tight pussy, and a nappy head trying to seduce me.” He held her close. “Let the fucking begin, baby.” She felt his heart thumping against her… or was it her heart… or both their hearts beating in rhythm? She didn’t know or care. She just needed to feel him inside her, creating a heat and shameless lust she had so missed. She linked her arms around his neck, rubbed herself against his hard cock, and kissed him slowly. Cupping her butt in his palms, he returned her kiss with a tender

passion that sent her desire soaring. Moaning softly against his mouth, she ground her pussy against him, going damp at the delicious feel of his cock throbbing against her. Unable to control her desire any longer, she reached between their bodies and cupped her palm over his cock. “Fuck me, please,” she begged. “Stick that big hot bad boy of yours in my pussy and ride me hard, baby.” He dragged his lips away from hers and lifted her into his arms. “Oh sweet, I intend to fuck you until you can’t walk,” he threatened softly. She raked her fingers through his dark hair. Part of his charm was how very much he looked like Serge, while being deliciously different. “That’s what I’m talking about,” she whispered in a low, husky voice. “Fuck me, Mik! Now.” Eyes glowing, he flashed up the stairs with her in his arms. In the bedroom, he placed her on her back and stood staring down at her, breathing deeply, his incisors bared, and his cock steel-hard. She reached out a trembling hand. Her fingers touched his thick shaft and a rush of heat and moisture filled her pussy. “Derri… oh, sweet, I’d forgotten how beautiful you are… all this lovely, lovely, smooth dark skin, luscious breasts, big legs, sweet ass, and your delectable, pink-lipped pussy.” His words sent a thrill of shameless lust through her. “Speaking of luscious pink-lipped pussies, you want some of this one, brown eyes?” She parted her legs and beckoned to him. “Come and take some pussy, honey. Take as much as you can handle and then take some more.” He shuddered. “Oh sweet, I can smell your sweet pussy craving my cock.” “Then can the chitchat and gave me some cock,” she demanded. “Or else.” His teeth flashed in a dazzling grin. “Or else what?” She closed her fingers around his shaft and gave a gentle tug. “Or else I’ll take some. ” He threw his handsome, dark head back. His warm, teasing laughter filled the room and her senses. She had to have him. Now.

Chapter Three “You think I’m kidding?” Shivering with anticipation, she exploded off the bed, grabbed him by the hips, and pushed him onto the mattress. As he lay on his back, she climbed onto the bed. Her pussy full of moisture, she kneed his legs apart, straddled his hips, grasped his cock, and pressed it to her entrance. All humor vanished from the room and they gazed into each other’s eyes for several long moments. Then he reached out and placed his hands against her waist. “Oh Derri, honey. Fuck me,” he urged softly. “Take my cock and make it yours. Ride me.” “Oh yes, Mik.” Placing her hands against his chest, she leaned forward slowly until she felt the big head of his hot cock enter her. “Oh! Oh my God! God, it feels so good

going into me… it’s been so long and this is so good.” He grabbed her hips and held her still. She opened her eyes and knew he wanted to savor the first slide into her body. She smiled at him and inched forward, sighing with pleasure as another inch of hot cock entered her. With just a few inches inside her, she paused and looked down at him. His lips were parted and he breathed rapidly, his eyes full of lust… and something else she hadn’t seen in such a long time. Something they had both tried very hard to deny and ignore for far too long. “Derri… Derri… oh, sweet… it’s been so long since I had the pleasure of being inside your delicious pussy. Oh, baby, you’re as beautiful and sweet as I remembered. Take all of me inside… don’t torture me. Oh God, I’d almost forgotten how good your pussy is. It ’s too good. So fucking good, baby. Fuck me, sweet. Fuck your sweet, hot pussy all over my cock and make me come for you, baby.” “That’s the plan, my handsome brown eyes.” Gasping with pleasure, she pushed steadily forward until she felt their pubic hairs mesh. Dear Lord! Finally! He was inside her again. The feelings that washed over her were awesome. She laid her breasts against his chest and sobbed against his mouth with delight and relief. “Don’t cry, sweet. It’s all right. You’re back where you belong—in my arms. I have you again, my luscious beauty.” Kissing her gently, he stroked his hands down her back, holding his cock still inside her as they both adjusted to the absolute bliss of being together again after all the years of denial. After a few moments, she needed more than just his hard warmth pulsing inside her. She lifted her hips and eased them down until their pubic hair meshed together again. Lord, that felt incredibly delicious. “Oh God, Derri! Oh God!” he groaned, shuddering under her. “You don’t know how many times I’ve dreamed of making love to you again. Thoughts of your sweet, delicious pussy have tortured me since the last time we made love. Oh God, baby! I’ve missed your sweet, tight pussy, but I’ve missed you, too.” “I know,” she whispered against his lips. She lifted and slowly lowered herself back onto his cock, grinding her hips in a circular motion as she did, wanting to keep every inch of his pulsing length throbbing deep in her pussy. “Oh, yeah, sweet, luscious baby! Oh, yeah! Give me all that sweet pussy.” She closed her eyes and began lifting and lowering her hips with long, leisurely thrusts, wanting to prolong the pleasure of the fuck. But she felt his cock, hard and thick pulsing in her and felt his body tense. She kissed his lips and trembled with lust as he cupped his hands over her butt and shot his cock up into her with short, almost painful thrusts. She loved that his desire for her drove him to be so deliciously and uninhibitedly rough. She moaned and slammed her hips down as he thrust his up and they found the sweet, satisfying, natural fuck rhythm of lovers long denied the pleasure of each other’s bodies. He thrust hard and painfully into her. She ground herself against his groin and joyfully accepted his cock shooting into her with the rapidity and power of a jackhammer. Oh God, it hurt so good. “More, brown eyes. Give me more! Lord today!” She cried out in surprised delight when he began raining slaps down on her ass as they fucked. “Oh!”

“This pussy and this ass belong to me!” he told her and brought his palms down on her behind again. The sharp slaps stung and made her ass cheeks quiver and her pussy tighten around his cock. Thrusting herself against him, she fought to hold her approaching climax at bay. She wanted their first time to last as long as possible. But he had reached the end of his endurance. Growling softly against her lips, he rolled them over so that she lay on her back, still impaled on his cock, with him between her legs. Supporting his weight on his extended arms, he fucked her hard and furiously, sliding his thick cock, coated with her juices, in and out of her pussy with a force and passion that took her breath away. She wiggled her hips wildly, clutching at his ass to keep his cock buried deep in her. It felt so good, she never wanted him to take it out. Incredible, almost unbearable pleasure buffeted her body. She trembled, her climax but a breath away. “Oh God, Mik! Oh God! You feel so good. Fuck me just a little harder. Please, baby! I’m so close!” He shot his cock deep into her pussy, lay his full weight on top of her, bit into her neck, and the world exploded around her. She sobbed and shuddered as she came, overcome with the joy at the bliss of finally having him inside her again. He fed on her briefly before pressing hungry kisses against her mouth as he continued thrusting deep into her with powerful strokes that touched her very soul. When he finally growled and came, his cum overflowed from her body and seeped down her leg. He collapsed on top of her, gasping with the force of his release. They clung together, his hard cock still fully embedded in her. She stroked her fingers over his shoulders down to his clenching ass. “Oh God, Mik! Oh God!” He bit her bottom lip before lifting his head to look down at her, his eyes glowing. “ Oh, shit! Oh sweet, you are so beautiful and sexy.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. “Now that I’ve tasted love with you again, I’m not giving you up again!” She raked her hand through his hair. “It’s going to take a bulldozer to get you out of my pussy now that I have you back here,” she teased. His dark eyes swirled with passion. “Is there something you want to tell me, sweet? ” She gave a little shake of her head, swallowing the words trembling on her lips. Saying them might be going too far. “No.” “No?” He nibbled at her lips. “Are you sure?” She wondered uneasily if he could read her thoughts. She moistened her lips and kissed him again. “Mik, I don’t want to talk.” “Not talking about it won’t change anything, sweet,” he warned. “It’s been fifteen years since we’ve been together and the feelings are stronger and deeper than ever. Staying away from each other changed nothing. Neither will not admitting how we feel.” Maybe not, but she wasn’t quite ready to admit how she really felt about him. “I just want to spend the night making love.” He eased out of her and rolled onto his back. “So you want to pick up where we left off… pretending what we feel is just sex or lust?”

She turned on her side to face him. “Oh Mik, please don’t push it. We both know that anything else makes others jealous and uncomfortable.” He bolted to his feet and paced the floor. “As long as Erica and Serge have no problem with it, I don’t give a shit what other people think.” He raked a hand through his hair. “Why the fuck should we let other people keep us apart?” He stalked over to the bed and stared down at her. “I need you, Derri… as more than just a sister-in-law. I am sick and tired of having to pretend I don’t have real feelings for you.” He caressed her cheek. “Please, Derri… don’t deny what you feel for me. I don’t intend to deny my feelings for you any longer. I love Erica. I always will. She knows that she owns the lion’s share of my heart. She is the mother of my children and always will be my first and deepest real love as well as my bloodlust… but I love you, too,” he whispered. He pressed a clenched fist against his chest. “There’s a part of my heart that will always belong to you, too.” “It’s because of The Ebony Venus. If you hadn’t—” “That’s only part of it. I would have loved you without that. The first time I saw you in your office, my cock got so hard, I nearly came on the spot. The Ebony Venus has intensified my feelings for you, but make no mistake that I do love you, sweet. And I don’t give a fuck who knows.” The words released a floodgate of emotion in her. Tears spilled down her cheeks. “ Oh, Mik! I love you too! Not with the same depth or intensity I love Serge, but I do love you, too. I will always love you.” Tenderness filled his smile. Locking his gaze with hers, he got back in bed with her, easing her on to her back. “I love you,” he moaned as he slipped his cock into her still wet pussy. “Prove it, brown eyes. Stop talking so damn much and make love to me,” she demanded, grabbing at his tight ass. “I feel like a fuck,” he told her. She smiled up at him, feeling sexy and horny as hell. “You got the cock and I got the pussy. So fuck me already.” “I meant your ass.” Her mouth went dry. Although she had come to find anal sex somewhat pleasurable, Serge was too big and thick for backdoor love to be anything but extremely painful. Since they had stopped attending the family fuck fests, she hadn’t slept with anyone but Serge. Now the idea of sharing something special with Mik touched her and set her heart to pounding. She turned on her stomach and parted her legs. “Love me however you like, Mik. While Serge’s gone, I belong exclusively to you.” “Oh baby, you got that right.” He slid down her body and rained kisses down on her ass, while he caressed her legs and inner thighs. Oh, lord, so nice. “Oh yes, brown eyes. My ass is yours.” “Damn straight it is!” He parted her legs and lapped at her pussy. She widened her legs and his tongue darted into her pussy. She rotated her hips, rubbing her clit against the mattress in time with his greedy strokes into her pussy. Nice. Oh, very nice. Beyond nice. “Oooh.”

Liquid heat filled her body and more moisture her pussy. “God, you have such a wonderfully fragrant, hot pussy.” Slipping his fingers into her cunt, he ate and licked her to a slow, blistering climax that tightened her belly, spread down to her pussy, and burst into flames so hot, her toes curled, her back arched, and her pussy spasmed wildly as she came. Cupping his hands over her ass, he eagerly ate her, sucking at the fluid flowing from her body. When she lay replete, nearly purring, he lay over her body, supporting his weight on his extended arms and lightly kissing her neck as she slowly floated back down to earth. When she had, he ejaculated on and into her puckered hole. She closed her eyes and balled her fingers into fists at her sides as he fed the head of his cock between her cheeks and into her behind. He allowed her a few moments to adjust to having a cock inside her rear again before he again ejaculated into her and slowly, but steadily slipped his entire shaft deep into her rear. “Oooh… Lord… Mik!” she turned her head, pressing her cheek against the bed. Fully seated in her behind, he leaned down and kissed her lips. “Oh sweet, this feels so damned good!” “Hmm.” He withdrew from her, only to slide back to the hilt inside her. She shuddered and thrust her ass up at him. He grabbed her hips, held her still, and fucked his cock deep in her ass with a scorching heat that sent them both over the edge within minutes. He shot his cum deep in her ass and lay his big body over hers, groaning softly against her lips. “Oh Derri, you are still such a sweet, addictive fuck.” She smiled happily. “Good ass, huh?” “The best I’ve ever had,” he whispered, licking at her lips. Even though he was beginning to feel very heavy, she cried out in protest when he finally drew his cock out of her ass. He carried her to the bathroom and they took a shower together. As the water poured over their bodies, he turned her to face him, gripped her hips, and shot his cock deep inside her. She curled her fingers in his hair, staring up into his eyes. “Damn, Mik, you are still a greedy bastard who can never get enough pussy.” “Are you bragging or complaining?” he demanded, thrusting his cock so deep up into her, she gasped and would have lost her balance, if not for his arms around her. “Oooh, Mik! Oh, brown eyes! You feel so fucking good.” “Speaking of fucking… ” He thrust into her. They fucked twice in the shower before he carried her back to the bed where they collapsed in each other’s arms, sleepily exchanging kisses and words of love. Feeling drowsy and happy, she promised herself that this time she was going to have her cake and eat it too. That meant she intended to have Serge and Mikhel as her lovers. Whoever didn’t like it could go take a flying leap. She didn’t realize she’d spoken aloud until Mik nuzzled her neck and tightened his arms around her. “Not to worry, baby. I’ll be damned if I’ll allow anyone to keep me away from you this time. You are mine and I’m going to keep you.” She laughed and pressed closer. “Oooh. I like a big dicked man who knows what he wants.”

“I want you, baby.” “You have me,” she whispered. “Damn straight I do and this time I’m keeping you.” She smiled and snuggled against his body, happy and content. Finally, they slept.

Chapter Four She woke the next morning to find Mik propped on one elbow, staring down at her. She smiled and pressed her face against his chest. “Morning, brown eyes.” “Morning, sweet.” “Why are you staring?” “Because I can’t believe this is real.” He rolled onto his back, taking her with him. He gave her a gentle squeeze. “You have no idea how I’ve longed to be with you again.” She brushed her lips against his. “Yes, I do.” She sighed. “Last night when we were making love… I almost felt as if… I was in tune with your thoughts… not the deep ones like with Serge… but I almost felt as if… ” He stroked his hands through her hair. “I felt it too, sweet.” She stifled a sigh. Had admitting their love for each other taken their relationship to yet another level neither of them had expected? He’d always seemed to have a limited ability to know what she thought. Up to now, it had been a one-way street. She’d decide what this all meant after she had something to eat. He kissed her and hopped off the bed. “I’m on it.” She sat up, arching a brow. “You’re on what?” “Breakfast. You’ll need a good breakfast because I plan to keep you in bed all day.” She lifted her face, her lips slightly parted. He bent and kissed her lips. “Be back in a flash.” Alone, she changed the bedding and showered. Then she got back in bed and dozed. Mik woke her with a kiss twenty minutes later. As she ate, he sat on the bed beside her, nibbling at her neck and fondling her breast. After a few mouthfuls, she decided food was overrated. She put the tray aside and slipped her arms around his neck. “Feed me, brown eyes. ” He fed her what she wanted most… his arms, his lips, and his cock. They spent most of the day in bed. She woke alone in the middle of the night. She slipped on one of Serge ’s shirts and walked downstairs. Mik sat in the dark living room with the cordless phone to his ear. “I’m fine. What about you? Are you all right? You’re sure? And Alex? I talked to him earlier, but I want to make sure he’s all right. You’re sure you’re both all right? I could come home if… I love you… ” Derri tip-toed away and went back to bed. Somehow hearing Mik tell Erica he loved her, made her feel better about borrowing him while Serge was away. When Mik returned to bed several minutes later, she turned in his arms, burying her face against

his chest. “Are they all right?” “They’re fine.” He held her close and they fell asleep without making love. She and Mik spent the next six weeks fucking like the proverbial bunnies. She felt happy and yet apprehensive because she couldn’t stop herself from falling even more deeply in love with Mik each time he looked at her with his brown eyes full of love, lust, and adoration. When she spoke to Serge weekly, he reassured her that she had no need to hide her feelings. “You love him. I know you do, sweetheart. And it’s all right. He loves you too, Derri. Erica and I know how you both feel and it’s all right. Baby, we’re vampires. We have different rules for living and loving. I am not threatened by what you and Mik share. And neither is Erica. You love him? Prove it. Get pregnant.” Six weeks after she and Mik spent their first night together, she was pregnant. She found out the night Serge returned home. That afternoon, she and Mik made love several times before she kissed him and told him she wanted to welcome Serge home alone. From the way he looked at her, she briefly wondered if he knew she was pregnant. Even if he did, she wanted to tell Serge first. After Mik left, she showered and put on a slinky short, red dress that showcased her legs and butt. She prepared his favorite meal: a huge, nearly-raw steak simmered slightly in red wine. After dinner, they spent an hour dancing and talking. They went to bed early and spent the night as they always did after one of his trips, making wall to wall love. The next morning after a long soak in the Jacuzzi, she told him, “You’re going to be a father, Serge! We’re having a baby!” His beautiful gray eyes filled with tears. He left out a loud shout, grabbed her, and swung her around until she protested that she was dizzy. Then he just held her tightly, shaking. “I’ll be a good father, Derri, I promise I will.” She smiled up at him, loving him so much, she felt as if her heart would burst. “Oh, gray eyes, you’ve been a wonderful husband. I know you will be a wonderful father.” He cupped her face. “Are you happy? I know you didn’t want to do it this way, but —” She sighed. “I’m happy to finally be pregnant. If it were your baby, I’d be delirious.” He sighed. “It will be our baby.” She nodded. “I know, gray eyes. So, if we have a boy we’ll call him Junior, of course. If we have a girl we’ll call her Sergia. Yes?” “No!” He laughed, shaking his head. “Oh, no! I’m not going to do that to any daughter of mine. Shouldn’t we call her Derri?” “No. One Derri in a family is enough.” He paused. “Can we call her Kattia?” She hesitated. She would have preferred Tatania, but knew Serge worshipped his “ little” sister. “Katie Dumont?” She nodded. “Okay.” “Oh, thanks, Derri! God, I love you so much!” They spent nearly the entire night making love in celebration. That night was one of

the most special of their marriage. As they came, they both shed tears. The tears seemed to draw them closer. She curled her body into his and slept. The next morning, they invited Mik, Erica, and Dimitri over for dinner and shared their news with them. Dimitri slapped Serge on the back. “You’re going to be as great a father as you’ve been an uncle!” Derri smiled, watching Serge and Dimitri embrace. Dimitri turned to look at her. “ Congratulations, Aunt D.” She looked up into the brown eyes so like Mik’s and wondered if their baby would be blessed with the same lovely brown eyes, or if he or she would somehow have gorgeous gray eyes like Serge. Since it wasn’t Serge’s baby, that wasn’t likely. “Thanks, Tri. Thanks for understanding.” He stroked a finger down her cheek. “What’s to understand? This is our culture and Dad loves you.” “He told you that?” “No, but I’ve always known. I’m glad you two can be together again.” She sighed. “You are as wonderful and sweet as your Uncle Serge and your dad. You are going to make some lucky woman a very special bloodlust.” “Do you think so?” “Of course I do.” She tilted her head. “Is there someone you have your eye on?” “Maybe… I’m not sure.” He struggled. “Mom says I’m too young to think about a serious bloodlust. After all, Dad was sixty when they met.” “She might be right. I don’t know. Is there an age when you’re too young to bloodlust? I don’t know.” She placed a hand over his heart. “Just follow your heart… go where it leads you.” He nodded. “Yeah… I guess.” “This one you’re not sure if she’s special or not… what’s her name?” He shook his head. “This is your day. I’ll come talk to you another time if I may.” She squeezed his hand. “Of course you can… anytime.” “Okay. Right now I am going out to find me a few women to spend the night with. I’ m feeling horny.” He kissed her cheek then went over to Erica. “Mom, you are the most incredible and beautiful woman in the world.” Erica wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him. “And what brings on this love fest?” “I just love you, Mom, and I wanted you to know how wonderful and special I think you are.” “It’s easy to be a special mom to special sons like you and Alex.” “I don’t just mean special as a mother, I mean special, period. When I find my bloodlust, I hope she’ll be half as wonderful as you are.” He hugged and kissed Erica and was gone in a flash. Erica watched him go with a smile before she hugged Derri. “Congratulations, Derri. Take it from me, you’re going to love motherhood. And I know your child will be as special as Tri and Alex are.”

She returned Erica’s embrace, her eyes filling with tears. “Thank you for lending Mik to me.” Erica smiled. “It’s something we should have done a long time ago. He’s really missed you, Derri.” Erica grinned suddenly. “And it’s an even exchange. You get Mik back and I get to have carnal knowledge of your handsome Serge again. And we won’t even talk about how I’m looking forward to getting to know him and that lovely, large cock of his all over again. He has entirely too much cock not to share with his relatives— namely me.” Despite all that had happened between them, Derri’s cheeks burned at Erica’s frank assessment of Serge’s cock size. Erica studied Derri’s cheeks. “Imagine that… after all we’ve been through, you can still blush.” Derri laughed. “I know. It’s silly, isn’t it?” “Actually, I think it’s kind of sweet.” She arched a brow. “I’ll bet Serge does, too.” “I’m very lucky to have him.” “Yes. You are. I think I’ll go congratulate him now.” Erica gave her another hug and walked over to Serge. “Got a little time for me?” Serge smiled gallantly and hugged her, winking at Derri over Erica’s shoulder as he grabbed a handful of Erica’s ass. “I have all the time in the world for a woman with a big ass like yours.” He bent his head and kissed her, slipping his other hand over her behind. Erica moaned against his lips, grinding her body against his. Mik approached and took Derri’s hand in his. He brushed his mouth against her cheek. “You’re going to make a lovely pregnant woman. Serge is a very lucky man.” She looked up at him. “I’m the lucky one, Mik. Serge is the most incredible husband in the world. Sometimes it still amazes me that I have him.” She stroked a hand over his chest. “And you.” He rewarded her with a long, tender kiss on her lips that made her wet. With Serge and Erica looking on, he buried his face against her breasts. “Can I get a thank you fuck?” She shuddered. It had been so long since she had made love with others looking on. She had grown kinky over the years. The idea of Mik fucking her while both Serge and Erica watched was a huge turn on. “Lord, yes,” she whispered. He ran his hands over her ass, squeezing her cheeks. “Like Serge, I love a woman with a big ass.” Feeling wanton, she ground her hips against his. “And I love a vampire with a big cock. So let the fucking begin.” “Oh, yeah, sweet.”

Chapter Five He turned her and moved behind her so that they both faced Serge and Erica. He stripped them both quickly and carelessly. Serge undressed himself and Erica with more

care. Then when all four of them were naked and horny, Mik lifted her right leg. Nibbling at the side of her neck, he slid his cock into her pussy from behind. “Oooh.” She bit her lip and sighed with pleasure, pushing her ass back against his groin. “That feels so good.” His free hand moved from her hip to brush against her clit. He slipped his fingers into the folds of her pussy. “Damn right it does. You’re so wet and slick. Sweet, hot, liquid heat is what you are. You enchant me.” She shuddered, thrusting her pussy up and down on his cock as he fucked her standing up. Desire, need, and love flooded her senses and her body. She was so hot and excited at fucking in front of Serge and Erica. Oh Lord, this felt good. Her eyes fluttered shut and she allowed her head to fall back against Mik’s shoulder. A soft gasp followed by a long, low moan reached her ears. She opened her eyes and looked across the room. Serge had changed positions. Now he and Erica faced each other with their sides to Derri and Mik. Serge cupped his palms over Erica’s quivering ass while he greedily sucked at her breasts. Serge fucked Erica with slow, long strokes. The muscles in Derri’s stomach clenched and she wet her lips. Serge’s big cock, slick with Erica’s pussy juices, plowing leisurely in and out of Erica gave her a wicked thrill. Serge was bigger and thicker than Mik and he seemed to have to force his huge, thick length back between the swollen lips of Erica’ s cunt. Each time he did, Erica moaned with lust and rubbed her clit. “Oh, Serge… oh, God, yes! Serge! Oh, lord, your cock is so good. Oh lord, yes, Serge! That’s the spot! That’s the spot, handsome. Aleksei and Vlad are wonderful lovers and they make me almost lose my mind, but only you are almost as good as Mikhel, Serge. Oh, Serge! Lord, hit it again. Oooh, Lord, again! Yeeessss, Serge, yes! Oh, hell yeah! Fuck yeah! Do it, Serge! Do it to me! Oh, fuck me long and hard! Make this pussy yours, Serge! Fuck me until I can’t walk. Oh God, I’m coming!” Serge shuddered and pounded into Erica with a furious lust that nearly made Derri come. Moments later, a streak of cum trickled along one of Erica’s thighs. After they’d both come, Serge bent his head and sucked at Erica’s breasts. Derri could feel Mik tensing behind her and knew he was getting hotter watching Serge fuck the hell out of Erica as only a vampire with a big, thick, pussy-pleasing cock could. Mik pulled out of her, swung her around, and thrust his cock into her. This time he held her hips and fucked her hard. Derri closed her eyes and wrapped her arms and legs round Mik as he drilled her pussy with a wild furor that made her cry out in ecstasy. “Tell me you love me,” he demanded against her lips. “I love you!” she moaned into his mouth. “I love you, Mik. Oooh, my Mik!” “Damn straight I’m yours.” He thrust his tongue and his cock into her with a heat, passion, and lust that only Serge could surpass. He hit that spot that made her lose control. She surrendered to ecstasy and exploded. As she came, he whispered into her mind that he loved her so much it hurt. Just before she thought it could get no better, he sank his incisors into her neck and it got better. Lord, what an orgasm. Bliss. Pure and simple, mind numbing bliss. After Derri and Erica had come off their natural highs, they were carried to the king-sized bed. She turned into Mik’s arms, sliding her hands over his ass. His cock was

still erect and it felt so good against her. She wanted another fuck with Mik, but she also longed for a connection with Serge. She kissed Mik and rolled over. Serge’s back was to her. He was already inside of Erica, giving her a leisurely fuck. She kissed his shoulders, moving her lips down his back to his ass. She bit, licked, and kissed his buns as he thrust in and out of Erica, who lay moaning loudly. She kissed her way down his thighs. When he lifted his top leg, she moved closer and licked his balls. They felt tight and smelled of sex. Her stomach muscles clenched. She needed some cock. Resisting the urge to pull him from Erica and plunge his length into her, she turned. “Come give me some pussy.” Mik reached down and drew her into his arms. She climbed on his cock, taking him inside herself with one heady plunge. She was so hot and turned on by licking Serge’s balls as he fucked Erica she nearly came. The four of them celebrated by having a private four-person family fuck fest. Both Erica and Derri took turns being double-fucked. Erica went first. Derri rose from the bed and stood trembling and horny as Mikhel drove his cock up Erica’s ass while Serge pounded her pussy with a gusto that made Erica scream in ecstatic delight over and over as Dumont seed seeped from both her pussy and her ass. Derri rubbed her clit, sinking several fingers in her cunt as she watched. The sight of the two men she loved double fucking Erica was so arousing, moisture fairly dripped from her cunt. She longed to join them on the bed, but was determined to be fair. If anyone deserved to enjoy herself without interruption, it was Erica. Because of her unselfish behavior, Derri was pregnant. By the time they pulled their cocks out of Erica’s body, Derri was so wet and horny she nearly hyperventilated. Erica, almost purring, curled on her side and fell asleep. Mik, with his cock still hard and glistening, rose from the bed and crossed the room to Derri. He reached a hand down and caressed her pussy. “Ready for some more loving, Dumont-style, sweet?” She ran her fingers up his chest and slipped her arms around his neck. “Yes. I’m ready to have a Dumont cock in my pussy and my ass.” “Your ass belongs to me only,” he growled. Turning her back to his chest, he ejaculated against her butt, then propelled his cock up into her ass and gave her a hard standing ass fuck that shattered her world and made her scream with pleasure and delight. Her pussy gushed and she shook wildly as she came. Her powerful climax intensified when a pair of warm lips fastened on her cunt. She curled her fingers in Serge ’s hair as he kneeled before her. He placed her legs over his shoulders and ate her pussy. Mikhel was still in her ass and he pushed gently into her. Lord the two of them together were beyond incredible. After she had a second orgasm, Serge rose. She leaned back against Mikhel, still impaled and loving it. Damn he knew how to put a delicious hurting on a woman’s ass. He licked her neck. “Damn, woman, you have a sweet ass.” With her ass still impaled on his thick cock, he carried her over to the king-sized bed

where Erica slept. Serge followed, but lay a little apart from them. Mik eased out of her rear and lay her on her back and thrust into her pussy and began fucking her hard and furiously. Trying to keep the passion at bay, she turned her head and looked at Serge, who lay on the bed watching them, his eyes glowing. Serge? It’s all right, love. He’s missed you so much he’s going to be a little greedy and selfish for awhile. Enjoy him. I’m content to watch two people I love more than life make each other happy. Don’t hold back. It turns me on watching him fuck your sweet pussy. Fuck him back, sweet. Encouraged by Serge and her own lust and love for Mik, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and they fucked each other wildly, groaning and sobbing and whispering words of love, lust, and passion, as they teetered on the edge of their orgasms. He sank his large cock deep into her pussy with a power and hunger that she could almost taste. This wasn’t just a senseless fuck driven by pure lust. This was passion fueled by a mutual love and adoration. I love you, he told her. So much, Derri. I’ll always love and adore you, baby. And I you, she whispered and came. The detonations in her pussy triggered his explosion and he flooded her with his cum. She reveled in accepting his seed, thinking it was too bad he couldn’t get her pregnant again. I’ll get you pregnant again all right, baby…even if I have to fuck you for eternity to do it! he promised. Oh, Mik, talk like that makes me so horny and so greedy for your love and your cock. That’s the plan, sweet, to keep you horny and full of my cock. She smiled happily and they lay kissing and holding each other for several minutes after they came again. Then she pushed against his shoulders. After a moment of resistance, he withdrew his cock and allowed her to draw away from him. She immediately turned to Serge, parting her legs and extending her arms. Make love to me, gray eyes. The gray eyes she adored shone with love as he slid his cock deep into her pussy, still full of Mik’s seed. They enjoyed a quick, explosive fuck that hurt like hell. But lord, it was a glorious pain and she loved it. There was no cock in the world as good or as addictive as Serge’s big, thick, hot shaft that always left her satisfied and happy. Oh Serge! I love you so much, sometimes I feel like I’ll die from happiness. She felt his deep satisfaction. That’s one of the reasons I don’t mind your being with Mik. You’re always so much more hornier when I get you back. She laughed, snuggling closer, feeling completely happy. While she and Serge lay on their sides with his cock still buried in her pussy, she felt Mik’s hands fondling her ass. Catching her breath, she tensed and glanced over her shoulder. He arched a brow and she inclined her head slightly. Moments later Mik ejaculated against her rectum. Oh Lord, at last it was her turn to be double-fucked. It had been so long since she’d had them both inside her. Serge whispered to her softly, telling her how much he loved her as Mikhel began to ease his cock into her ass.

Serge reached back and parted her ass cheeks for Mikhel. “Oooh,” she pressed her face against Serge’s shoulder as Mik pushed into her butt. As Derri lay sandwiched between the two men she loved with a delicious vampire cock buried deep in her pussy and her ass, she knew she was finally going to have everything she’d ever wanted. She was married to a man she would forever love and adore, she was pregnant, and thanks to Serge and Erica’s understanding, she was going to get to keep fucking and loving Mikhel right along with Serge far into the future. What more could a woman possibly ask? The next morning, she woke to low moans. Serge slept beside her. She kissed him and rose from the bed. She walked into the bathroom and stood in the open doorway. Through the frosted glass shower door, she could see the outline of Mik and Erica. Erica was pressed against the shower tiles with Mik behind her, his cock buried in her ass, his incisors embedded in her neck. “Oooh, God! Oooh, God! Oh, Mik! You’re always so wild and wonderful after you’ ve been fucking the shit out of Derri. Oh, honey, fuck my ass! Drive that big pole up me! Oh, God, I love you so much!” Smiling, Derri went back to the bedroom. She climbed into bed with Serge. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. She drifted to sleep in his arms, secure in the knowledge that her relationship with Mik hadn’t hurt Erica’s and Mik’s relationship.

Chapter Six Five months later, Derri looked up at a slight noise. Dimitri stood just inside the closed door of her office, a frown marring his handsome face. “Tri! What’s wrong?” “Are you busy? Can I talk to you?” “Of course you can.” She sat back in her chair, rotating her shoulders. She glanced at her watch. “I have about an hour before I have to meet Serge for dinner. What’s wrong?” “I’ve met this girl… this woman who excites me like you excite Dad.” Heat rushed to her cheeks. It was going to take a while before she was used to how easily Dimitri accepted her rekindled relationship with Mik. “So what’s the problem? That’s a good thing. Yes?” “She’s older.” “How much older?” He shrugged. “Around forty or so… I think.” She swallowed. “Forty? Eleven years is quite a difference, Tri, even for a half-blood. Tell me about this woman.” “I want her.” The passion and longing in his voice reminded her of how Serge had sounded when he had pursued her years earlier. “And does she want you?” “I don’t know… I haven’t actually introduced myself to her yet. She doesn’t see me, if you know what I mean.” She looked at him, arching a brow. He was slightly taller than Mik and Serge, who

were both well over six feet. He was also drop-dead gorgeous with silky dark hair he wore short in the front and on the sides, and collar-length in the back. He had the same washboard abs all the men in the family sported, along with the Dumont family charm. She could not imagine any woman, regardless of her age, being unable to see Dimitri. “What’s she like?” “She’s… so sexy and incredible. I’m going to ask her out.” She smiled. “Pretty?” He raked a hand through his hair. “Pretty? Not like you and Mom, no. She’s not pretty on the outside… but inside she’s… beautiful.” His words surprised her. She hadn’t expected Dimitri to be mature enough to appreciate a woman who wasn’t super-model gorgeous. “So ask her out. All she can say is no.” He nodded, his eyes narrowing. “And that’s the problem, Aunt D. If she says no… ” “What?” She sat forward, not sure she liked the look in his dark eyes. After all, he was a half-blood vampire, used to women who threw themselves at him. And although he was sweet and considerate with family members, he was used to having his way with women. “I don’t believe I’m prepared to take no for an answer, Aunt D.” She pressed her lips together and rose. “Dimitri… you’ll have to if she says no.” “No, I won’t.” His eyes glowed and he bared his incisors. “If she says no, I’ll just have to change her mind. Won’t I?” “No, Dimitri! That’s not the way to go with your bloodlust.” “I didn’t say she was my bloodlust. Mom says twenty-nine is too young to bloodlust. I don’t expect to bloodlust for a very long time yet.” “Before you do anything you’ll later regret, talk to your father or one of your uncles. Talk to Vlad or Aleksei.” “I have. Uncle Vlad says one of the benefits of being a vampire is the right to have whatever I want.” She shook her head. Damn Vlad. “I’m sure Aleksei didn’t agree.” He shrugged. “No, but Uncle Vlad says having all those brats has made Uncle Sei… not the vampire he once was.” “Vlad was just teasing you, Tri. If you don’t think so, ask him if he took Adam by force or if he wooed him.” “I can’t imagine Uncle Vlad hurting Adam. They’re so… good together.” “Yes. They are. Bloodlusting with Adam made a big change in Vlad’s life. Before he and Aleksei met their bloodlusts, they both did things they wished they hadn’t. Don’t make the same mistake, Tri. Please.” “I mean to have her, Aunt D… with or without her permission.” “No! You are a handsome, charming male, Dimitri. You don’t have to take anyone by force. Charm her into your arms and bed. Don’t take her there by force.” He raked a hand through his hair. “What if she won’t have me? I told you she doesn’ t even see me! And I want… I need her.” “What’s her name? Does she have a man in her life? Kids? Tell me something about

her.” “She’s gorgeous… the most interesting woman I’ve ever met. And she’s hiding something… something that frightens her.” “What’s her name?” “Neely Little John. I think she’s Native American. She has this incredible head of beautiful, almost black hair and warm brown eyes and a sort of bronze skin. She has beautiful skin.” “What is she afraid of?” “I don’t know, but once she becomes my woman, her problems will be my problems.” She smiled, remembering how Serge, when he was a latent vampire, had taken down a full-blood who threatened her. She loved how protective and brave the Dumont men were. She crossed the room and clasped his right hand in hers. “Your Neely sounds like a lovely person who has enough problems without having to fight off a handsome vampire. Try it the right way first. Promise?” He sighed. “Okay. I promise, but—” She pressed a finger against his lips. “You’re a vampire with a very long life in front of you to regret mistakes you make now. Do it right. Woo her slowly. When you win her, it will be all the sweeter for having won her instead of taking her by force. Ask your uncle Serge… he won me… he didn’t force me… ” She flushed and looked at him. “So did your father. Trust me, Tri, it’s the only way to go.” He sighed. “Okay. I’ll try it your way, Aunt D. But I really think I have to have her.” “Have you talked to your parents about her?” “No. I haven’t talked to anyone… except you.” She felt flattered. She tugged at his head and when he leaned down, she kissed his cheek. “You are one hunky, handsome vampire. You can win her, Tri. I know you can.” He nodded, smiling and looking like his father. “Yeah. I can do it.” She smiled up at him. “Now that’s what I’m talking about. Take it slow and go get her, tiger.” He kissed her cheek and flashed across the room, and was gone. She went back to her chair, confident he’d do the right thing.

***** Just over two months later, with the entire Dumont clan gathered around her at the Dodge House, she gave birth to Serge Dumont, Junior. “He’s a half-blood,” Dr. Grinkolo announced, holding Junior in his arms so that all those gathered around could see the newest member of the family. “Serge and Derri, your son.” The pain of the birth became a distant memory as her child was placed in her arms. She looked down at him. He had bronzed skin and a head full of silky, dark hair. She stroked her fingers down his cheek and looked up at Serge, who lay naked on the

birthing bed behind her, holding her. “Oh Serge, he’s beautiful.” Serge smiled. “Yes, and so are you.” Eyes misting with happy, exhausted tears, she leaned back in the bed against Serge as the family surged forward, eager to touch Junior. Serge’s parents, Palea and Matt Dumont were first, followed by their siblings, then their friends. Next came Alex, Dimitri, Erica, and Katie. Katie kissed their cheeks. Derri felt a level of warmth from Katie she had never expected or experienced. They gazes met and Katie smiled, her eyes glowing. “I knew it would be all right.” Derri frowned, not sure what Katie meant. “You knew what would be all right?” Katie looked at Junior, her smile turning into a grin. “He looks just like Serge… except his skin is darker. He’s Serge’s son.” “Of course he will be Serge’s son,” Derri said. Katie laughed happily and rose. “Mik, come get a closer look at your handsome new nephew.” Still confused, Derri watched Katie walk into her husband Mark’s arms. “I will take Junior away for a more thorough examination,” Dr. Grinkolo announced. “Oh, not yet!” Derri pleaded, drawing back against Serge, who tightened his arms around her. Dr. Grinkolo gave her a narrow stare. “A few moments longer only. You need to start the fucking so the healing can begin.” He looked around and waved to the assembled vampires and their mates. “Okay. Everyone but the parents out! Now! My patient is overtired.” Katie walked over to Mik and whispered something in his ear. Watching, Derri saw a series of emotions chase themselves across his face: surprise, disappointment, and finally pleasure and satisfaction. What had Katie told him? Smiling and winking, Katie slipped her arm around Mark’s waist and left the room along with everyone except Mik. Mik slapped the grinning Serge on the back before leaning over to kiss the lips Derri offered to him. As he kissed her, he stroked her sore pussy. I’m going to leave you and Serge alone now so he can start the healing process for you. When you’re ready for another lover, I’ll be waiting. Think of me, sweet, and know that the next baby you have will call you mommy and me daddy. Another baby with Mikhel? One everyone would acknowledge as theirs together? Did she dare get pregnant again by Mik with the intention of his being the father? On a purely primitive level, the thought held definite appeal. No, she told him. That would be going too far. Not for us. It’s time you realize we are not human, nor are we bound by human rules or conventions. I’d love to really get you pregnant. As Serge eased his huge cock into her pussy, she wrapped her arms around her husband and closed her eyes. Newsflash, brown eyes, you did.

No. I didn’t. This is Serge’s baby. I know you’ve agreed to give up all parental rights and I love you even more for it, but— There was none for me to give up. This really is Serge’s son. He leaned over Serge’s shoulder. I love you, sweet. He pressed a warm, slow kiss against her lips and squeezed Serge’s shoulder. “Congratulations, Serge! I knew you had it in you.” Mik slapped Serge on the shoulder again and left the room, smiling and shaking his head in wonder. Derri felt Serge’s emotions soar. Just as she was about to look up at him, Junior opened his eyes. Derri’s heart thundered in her chest as she noted their color—a beautiful, deep gray! In that moment, she knew why Katie had not opposed Mik trying to impregnate her. Katie had foreseen that the baby would actually be Serge’s. Her eyes filled with tears and her heart felt as if it would burst! “Serge! He has gray eyes! Oh my God, Serge! He really is our son! Yours and mine!” She felt something wet on her shoulder and glanced up. Serge’s eyes swam with tears. I love you too, baby, Serge told her. She smiled, then stiffened. You heard what he said? Of course I did. I’ve always heard what he said to you. Although I didn’t know you two could speak without words. Neither did I. It just sort of happened. I think it must have something to do with The Ebony Venus. You and I can speak without words because of The Talisman and that must be why he and I can too. You don’t mind, do you? No. It makes you both happy and you’re still mine. Why would I begrudge either of you each other? Or even a baby if that’s what you want? I love you so much I just want you to be happy. “Enough. I will take Junior now,” Dr. Grinkolo announced. “Don’t keep him away from me too long,” she pleaded, her arms feeling empty without her handsome, twelve-pound son. “Fuck and get healed,” Dr. Grinkolo called back. “Junior will be safe with me.” She watched Dr. Grinkolo disappear before she turned in Serge’s arms and looked up at him. She shook her head. “I admit I love Mik, but I never wanted his baby, Serge. I always longed for your baby. I want to keep fucking him, but I want all the babies I bear to be yours. You are the love of my life and the man I want to keep me as barefoot and pregnant as I intend to be.” Barefoot and pregnant had never appealed to her before she met and fell in love with the two handsome, well-hung Dumont brothers. She finally had the baby of her beloved Serge. The present looked good and the future wonderful. Endless fucking and lovemaking with the two men she loved so much. Oh, hell, sounded like a plan she could live very happily with. As Serge thrust his cock deep into her pussy, filling her with healing cum, she smiled. The quicker her pussy healed, the quicker she could welcome Mik back into her bed and in her cunt. Serge hit that spot that drove her nuts and she gasped and cried out. Well, maybe Mikhel could wait awhile. For the next few weeks or months, at least, the only cock she wanted inside her was the one her darling husband wielded with such devastating effect. She wanted to spend time bonding with Junior and falling even deeper in love and lust with her handsome husband.

Sounds like a plan. Serge thrust into her and she surrendered to the absolute bliss of having him make love to her. Nothing was better than this… nothing. Two weeks later, when she and Serge had returned home, Dimitri arrived one afternoon while JR slept and she napped. She opened her eyes and found him standing over her in the living room where she lay on one of the sofas. She smiled at him without rising. “Tri! What a nice surprise.” He kneeled beside the sofa, his eyes gleaming. “I’m going to do it, Aunt D. I’m going to take the plunge and pursue her… the right way… the way Uncle Serge did with you.” She reached for his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Oh, Tri! I knew you’d do the right thing. You’re from good stock. Go for it and let me know how it works out.” “I will… and when I’ve won her… I’ll bring her to see you first, Aunt D.” She pressed his hand against her cheek. “Take her to Erica first. When you have, I’ll be eager and waiting to meet her.” “Okay. That’s settled. Now all I have to do is actually get her to go out with me.” “You’ll do that easily. Have you introduced yourself yet?” “No. I’m going to do that tonight… after she leaves her karate class.” “A woman should know how to defend herself.” “Yes, but I know she’s afraid of someone… or something, but whatever it is, I’ll handle it.” “I know you will.” “I’ll go and let you get back to sleep.” He kissed her cheek, rose, and crossed the room to kiss JR who slept in his bassinet near the patio doors, and was gone in a flash. Derri sighed and closed her eyes, thinking whoever Dimitri had his eyes on was going to be in for a shock when she discovered the handsome male she’d succumbed to was a lusty vampire who would make all her dreams come true. She wondered how long it would be before Dimitri’s woman realized just how lucky she was to have an opportunity to love and bloodlust with a Dumont vampire. It was certainly the best thing that had ever happened to her. The End

About the author: Marilyn Lee lives, works, and writes on the East Coast. In addition to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances, she enjoys roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the thirties and forties and collecting Marvel comics from the seventies and eighties (particularly Thor and The Avengers). Her favorite TV shows are forensic shows, westerns (Gunsmoke and Have Gun, Will Travel are particular favors), mysteries (love the old Charlie Chan mysteries.

All time favorite mystery movie is probably Dead, Again), and nearly every vampire movie or television show ever made (Forever Knight and Count Yorga, Vampire are favors). She thoroughly enjoys hearing from readers. Marilyn welcomes mail from readers. You can write to her c/o Ellora’s Cave Publishing at P.O. Box 787, Hudson, Ohio 44236-0787.

Also by Marilyn Lee: Bloodlust (anthology Things That Go Bump In The Night) Bloodlust 2: The Taming of Serge Dumont Bloodlust 3: Forbidden Desires Bloodlust 4: Nocturnal Heat Branded Breathless In Black Carnal Confessions Full Bodied Charmer Moonlight Desires Playing With Fire Pleasure Quest Return to Voltar Road To Rapture Shifting Faces The Fall of Troy The Talisman