Page 15 of Sexual Appetites of Vampires

“How so?” she asked curiously.

“You should have asked...have you ever met a woman who has stirred your libido—first?”

“Now you have me more curious. Explain.”

“I sense a woman’s attraction to me and proceed from there. It is a rare find when a woman sexually stirs a vampire. It is even rarer when her scent stirs him before they meet.”

She scrunched her brow, knowing he would understand that he should explain further without voicing it.

“She could be a few feet or a few miles away, but her scent is so alluring, so strongly sexual that he has no choice but to find her.”

“And do what?” she asked, this time with a quiver rather than annoyance in her voice.

“Make love to her.”

Lara’s whole body tingled at the thought of him wanting a woman so badly that he would chase after her. Why did she find that so appealing?

Michael stood with such speed that he startled Lara, her breath catching.

“I have some things I must see to,” he said. “I will find you when I am done.”

He was out the door before Lara could say a word. She couldn’t help but wonder what was so urgent that caused him to leave so abruptly and for the second time in just a few hours. There was no cell or telephone service and no Internet service, so he couldn’t be conducting any business. Perhaps he had reports to write. The book on Mull made mention that the Valaines had expanded their business ventures through the years and were very successful in all their endeavors. They also made certain to continue to invest heavily in the town, which was why Mull prospered even when towns around them didn’t. From all accounts they were a generous family.

Lara stretched herself out of the chair, feeling relaxed and gave the near empty bottle of wine a smile. With the day she was having, she was grateful for a reprieve from the tension. She cleaned up after herself and went straight to the library. She intended to read or scan the books she had come across and see if there was anything in there that could help her.

Help her do what?

But then that was the question.

Once in the library, she settled herself in one of the oversized chairs by the fireplace and reached for the book that had made her more curious than any of the others...The Life of a Vampire.

The author started by explaining how in his village, when he was a boy, there were many who believed in such blood-sucking creatures. And some samples of incidents that might make one believe that vampires did exist were included.

Lara saw the incidents for what they were worth, signs of a time where fear ruled rationale thought. And she believed the author was trying to do just that...make people see reason about vampires.

Unfortunately, reading how vampires lived off blood, had powers beyond normal, and could sense peoples’ thoughts, didn’t help his cause. It read more like a fantasy novel than a non-fiction book. And she could only imagine the stir it had created when published. It did not mention a vampire’s sexual habits, but then at that time, if it had, it would have never been published. It did mention that a vampire mates for life, though it gave no detail as to how a vampire found a willing mate.

It read like a personal journal, rather than conjecture or fact. And it seemed as if the author wanted to portray vampires, not as brutal, evil creatures out to harm humans, but as near to human creatures as possible.

It was interesting and entertaining, and to some it could prove disturbing, since it presented the vampire in a vastly different light. A funny thought, since they were believed to be creatures of the night.

Lara placed it aside and dug into the other vampire books. Some expanded on the myth, though remained in preconceived boundaries. One or two stepped out of the box and added some nuances to the myth that seemed to reflect some of the things Michael had told her.

The majority seemed to rule when it came to the censuses that once caught by a vampire the only possible way to break free of him was for him to let you go. The author ofThe Life of a Vampireheld a different and one not widely accepted opinion. He stated that a vampire isn’t foolish enough to reveal his true identity to anyone. If he did, it would be for a good reason and if a vampire was accidentally discovered, he would do what was necessary to protect his identity. However, he did not say what that would be.

So, the question begged to be asked...why had Michael revealed his identity to Lara?

A yawn had her realizing that the wine had not only relaxed her but had made her sleepy. She could easily fall asleep in this chair that you sunk into like a welcoming bed. Add to that the warmth of the fire that caressed, and she’d be a goner in no time.

But before she gave into her yawns, her bobbing head, and lazy eyelids, she wanted a quick glance at the book...Forever Spells. She picked it up, its cover old, and its pages fragile. There were a variety of spells, mostly benign, rather sweet actually, but then the book was about spells not curses. Some would argue there was no difference, but Lara always thought of a curse as something evil. After all, a love spell would certainly lose its appeal if referred to as a love curse.

She turned the page and smiled at the title of the spell, though it was quickly swallowed by a yawn.

Forever Mine.

She began to read, through drooping eyelids.

In the dark deep chasm of night—she scrunched her eyes. The next line was in a different language.The line that followed read,I call on the forces that be, again the next line was a different language.

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