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Him Part Seventeen

My bra disappeared from sight, exposing my aching flesh to the vampire that hovered over me. And then his cool mouth claimed mine with so much ferocity, it took my breath away.

I gasped and then moaned as his fingers found my nipples and teased them in perfect harmony with his tongue. His strong hands massaged them and I arched my back toward him, practically levitating off the bed just feel more of his skin against mine.

He groaned, low and throaty in satisfaction at my involuntary motion as my mind escaped me from the onslaught of sensations around me.

Everything was heightened in his presence, and the feel of him on top of me, with nothing more than his mouth and hands on my skin made me mindless with need.

I whimpered in frustration and then realized I was clawing at his back, silently begging him for more, because my mouth was otherwise occupied.

With Michael, I didn’t need to breathe. I didn’t need anything but to feel his body, skin to skin. And the mere thought of having him inside me did nothing but push me higher off the bed.

I dropped to the soft duvet beneath me and gasped, “Please, Michael,” but I couldn’t tell if it was a plea or a demand.

Even though I didn’t tell him what I wanted — what I needed, it was as if he read my mind. Those stormy blue eyes flashed and a sly grin spread on his lips.

Just seeing him smile like that was almost enough to make me come, but I forced myself to breathe.

He moved to his knees, letting his cool fingertips slide down my stomach in a caress that left my whole body covered in goose bumps.

I shivered as his fingers reached the button on my pants and just to torture me, he took his time opening the button.

Then the sound of the zipper slowly moving down combined with the slight pressure of his hands, inches from the spot that ached for his touch the most, forced me to lift my hips toward him.

He moved so fast, I was surprised my eyes caught the sight of him pulling the last of my clothes away. I bit my lip and waited as he stood there, taking me in.

“You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen,” he breathed.

Without thinking, I sat up, letting my head fall back slightly, elongating my neck as I moved. Then I looked up at him and returned that sly smile.

I was barely aware of what I was doing, and that tiny part of me that was still thinking clearly basked in my boldness. The shyness was gone, and what remained was a confident woman that knew exactly what she wanted.


Then I reached for the button of his jeans and watched his eyes darken with desire as my fingers moved to release him.

Despite every cell in my body screaming at me to look away from his eyes and down at what waited for me, I wouldn’t do it. It was too empowering in that moment.

I pushed the last of the material to the floor and leaned back, but he caught me before my head reached the bed.

A cry escaped from me as his fingers found my most sensitive spot, but he devoured it with another one of those insatiable kisses.

His fingers continued to move in time with the beating of my heart, and I writhed beneath him, silently begging for more.

At some point, his mouth began making its way from my mouth down my jaw, traveling toward the curve of my neck.

By the time I felt his teeth graze me, I was already lost to the sensation. My breathing increased tenfold as I cried out.

“That’s it,” he breathed, and I felt his cool breath against my ear as his fingers danced faster and faster.

I screamed, arching my back so forcefully that Michael was forced to give me room, but then I felt his teeth again and I lost all sense of myself as I came again, harder than I ever thought possible.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew he was only just beginning.

© Sarah Doughty

This is part 17 of Him. Read part 1part 2, part 3part 4part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, and part 16.
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Stay tuned for more.

This was also published at UInk.ca.

39 thoughts on “Him Part Seventeen”

  1. I’m all caught up! I couldn’t stop reading. I just needed to see what came next and here I am thinking I was done with vampires! I am in love with your writing. You’re very talented and I’m glad you’re sharing this talent with us. Keep it up.

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    1. Thank you so much! I’m very happy to hear that! I write a new piece every Saturday, but in the meantime if you want to read more, I have 3 novels and a novella available (with another novella a few days away. They’re free. So feel free to dive in! There’s witches, werewolves, more vampires, and so much more! 😊

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      1. You’re utmost welcome! I’ll be looking forward to Him every Saturday and I’ll also take up on your offer and read your other novels because of your words.

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    1. Sorry, WordPress is being weird, I don’t know why it posted that twice. But… Congrats. I can only imagine how incredible that must have been to have a Michael like that (even if he’s not a vampire). Hold on to those memories.


  2. Very intense and excellently written. Smart dialogue integrating the three dynamic elements (the mental emotional, and physical) into this scene to bring it to life and make it feel totally real for the reader. Steady flow of dramatic build up. The characters have substance. The action feels palpable. The entire scene is maturely constructed.

    Like I said, great narrative.

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    1. Thank you, Aleks! Such detailed comments don’t come very often. I’m happy you enjoyed it! I’m always getting to make everything seem as real as possible, even if certain things are fantastical, it should still feel real. It’s always good to hear that I’m doing what I hoped.

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      1. As a writer myself, I love and look for all good material. And I appreciate how valuable, not to mention encouraging, it is to get feedback on our work. No one can or should expect to get or even give feedback on everything they write. But it does more than possibly make a person feel good to know that people are reading their stuff. It also (and this is the most important for me) provides writers with critical insight into how their art (writings) impacts their readers. All commentary – especially detailed ones – teach us what we may be doing right or wrong and how to improve. It’s pretty elementary for writers, right? But it too often seems some folks just don’t get (or care) to share their thoughts about what they’ve just read – maybe because of fear, indifference, uncertainty, or who knows.

        To me, all comments (preferably constructive) are welcome. But the ones that contain specific thoughts, opinions, suggestions, or descriptions of how any part of what’s experienced made a person think, feel, and/or react is priceless.

        You wrote a provocative, captivating story, Sarah. But in any case, good or bad, it’s always good to know what folks think of your heart-baby.

        That’s obviously my euphemism for any writer’s labor of love!

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      2. Oh, no worries. I definitely understand what you mean. Especially with in depth analysis and how it impacted someone (like in your case, sharing what you thought about the story, but also explaining what I did specifically that caught your attention and continued to keep it) are very valuable. These types of conversations are what really offer insight and thoughtful interaction. It’s still nice to hear someone enjoyed what they read, but it’s especially nice to have more. I’ve been around for awhile and I’ve noticed that, as a general rule, blog readers tend to have short attention spans or lack the time for mush more than, ‘love this’. It is still better than nothing. I really appreciate you stopping by and talking. 😊😊

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  3. I was thinking at first, okay, mild psychological and sexual insight. Then I got caught up reading all of it. Now I may have to start smoking again when you finish this.

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    1. There’s some back story peppered in previous posts. Basically, Tessa grows up hearing stories about vampires and always romanticized the idea of being with one. She decides to take a leap and hire a male escort to fulfill this fantasy. But she finds out that he’s a real vampire and danger strikes. She’s not a normal human either, but she hasn’t admitted anything specific yet, either in the narrative or in dialogue.

      However, if you are asking about a deeper meaning behind it, there’s some definite influences about the etymology of vampires in this universe, combined the world they live in. There are real world problems, beneath the surface. Real issues that people face, and must overcome.

      If that doesn’t answer your question, I’m unsure specifically what you mean, in which case, please clarify and I will answer your questions. 😊

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      1. re: deeper issues regarding vampires

        For me the issue comes down to not being able to look into a mirror and see a reflection of yourself- i.e. a picture of who and what you really are – and of course since vampires have no reflection in a mirror, they certainly can’t see themselves this way.

        But interestingly mirrors on the wall aren’t the only way to get a glimpse of the ‘real you’. Some suggest that one’s relationships reflect more about ‘them’ than they do about the ‘other’.

        Vampires don’t have relationships with others – at least not in the sense that they relate in the typical ‘I/it’ (subject/object) sense – because by ‘sucking their life blood they consume them – and that says something (although I’m not sure what) about vampires in general.

        But I also wonder what this says about an individual like your heroine who actually wants to be consumed (or at least that seems to be the case from this excerpt)?

        Does this maybe fit into the ‘I/Thou’ relationship as suggested by Buber? http://www.iep.utm.edu/buber/

        Could be very interesting.

        Thanks and happy writing

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      2. The vampires that I have created in fact do have reflections. This is a myth in the world, one that has allowed them to remain in secret for so long. The signs are very subtle.

        They lack melanin in their skin, so they look pale, but they aren’t susceptible to the sun. They have fangs, but they emerge only when hungry or they feel desire (for vampires and some humans, teeth and biting can be quite the aphrodisiac). Their eyes are a giveaway, which will flash much like a cat’s eyes if the light hits them right.

        Though in this particular story, auras aren’t present because Tessa cannot see them — but as a vampire and thus, undead, he would not emit one. Though they do have great strength, agility, speed, and enhanced senses, they are not truly immortal. They can be killed.

        That said, they do require blood to survive and tend to be cooler in temperature than normal, but they don’t need to kill in order to do so. They can eat food and function in a normal society.

        As with all people, they have the capacity to do great evil, but Michael, and a few others from the universe of my books, are not evil. Tessa’s attraction to vampires is not in a sense of being consumed, but seeing how different from humans they are, further giving her an extraordinary life, and a place where she fits in better than with normal humans. Also, it is getting a taste of the world she didn’t acknowledge existed until she realized that he was really undead. Sometimes, people have a draw toward another person, which I haven’t yet covered in this story, which will further explain why Tessa was so drawn to the concept of vampires and why Michael was the one to answer her call.

        This story is a part of the Earthen Witch universe, of which I have three novels published, and two novellas coming soon. This story, once completed, will be the third novella. Each one should be able to be read separate from the others, but only the relevant parts of the universe as a whole is explained within each one. Due to the complexity and the length of the novels, more is learned overall about the world and other creatures.

        I hope this helps answer your question.


      3. Thanks for your reply and yes, it does help and I also hope in answering it you understand your characters even more! That is one of the hardest things with being a writer I think -the characters are yours -but no -they aren’t. They go and do things you never planned or expected and mess up your plot big time. Well done so far and looking forward to future instalments.

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      4. Ah, well, that’s why I learn my characters in advance. I haven’t talked about it in awhile, but I am a big on planning and plotting. I learn all I can about the characters, learn the story, and their motivations as they move along, and once I know the whole story, I begin writing. Very rarely do my books take tangents. The biggest exception was in Home. I added the ghost of a little boy named Peter that I wasn’t expecting during the planning process, but he was a happy addition. It’s always good to talk etymologies and histories, it helps flesh out plot holes and making logical decisions moving forward. 😊

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