The Vampire's Kiss (Other World Series Book 1)

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the pixie gave her a
look of horror and crossed her arms in a huff.
    “Not Gertrude.  How about Mabel?”
    This time the pixie stomped her feet and
turned away.  Abby touched her back delicately with her finger and the tiny
creature faced her once more.
    “I’m sorry for teasing you, little one. 
Let me try again.  Is it Sara?  Melody?  Madison?  Vanessa?”
    The pixie shook her head at each name and
Abigail blurted, “Tinkerbell?”
    The pixie rolled her eyes and made a
gagging motion.  Abigail giggled again.  “It’s hopeless, little one.  I’ll
never figure it out.”
    The pixie stared thoughtfully at her for a
moment and then held up her hand in a “watch me” gesture.  Abigail watched as
the pixie began to mime something out on her leg.  Her tired mind, still
clanging dully with thoughts of Val, had to watch it several times.  The pixie
repeated the motions patiently until the light bulb went on in Abby’s brain.
    “Flowers!  You’re picking flowers!” 
    The pixie nodded and clapped her hands
excitedly, bouncing up and down on Abby’s leg.
    “Is your name Flower?”  Abigail asked.
    The pixie shook her head and made a try
again motion.
    Abigail frowned.  “You’re named after a
flower?”  She said slowly after a few minutes.
    The pixie nodded again and then stroked her
long purple hair before pointing at the skin on her bare thigh. 
    Abby frowned as she did it again and
again.  Her eyes widened.  “Your name is Violet!”
    This time the pixie shot into the air and
twirled with glee in front of Abigail.  Her tiny body glowed brightly and a
small smatter of glowing pixie dust sprinkled down from her and landed on
Abby’s bare arm.  The arm tingled pleasantly for a few seconds.
    Abby held out her finger.  “I’m Abigail. 
It’s nice to meet you, Violet.” 
    The pixie flew forward, grasped Abby’s
finger in her small hand and shook it firmly.
    * * *
     
    Abby sighed and sank into the soft
grass.  The white daisies nodded back and forth and she lifted her face to the
warm sunshine.  She looked dreamily at the clouds that dotted the sky like
small puffs of smoke. She could feel her body relaxing and she closed her
eyes.  She was so tired.
    A shadow fell across her face and she
frowned and opened her eyes.  Val stood before her.  He was naked and her eyes
dropped to his erect cock; warmth flooded through her pelvis and belly and she
moaned softly when he knelt in front of her and pushed her gently on to her
back.
    “Open your legs, little dove.”  He
murmured.  She stared into his eyes and let her legs part.  He nestled his body
into the cradle of her hips and at the first feel of his cock against her
pussy, she arched upwards.  She was as naked as he and she tried to remember
when she had taken her clothes off.  Had it been before or after she went to
her safe place?
    She put her thighs around his waist and
he smiled at her, his fangs flashing in the sunlight.  As he sunk his cock deep
inside of her, he lowered his mouth to her throat.  She lifted her chin
eagerly, gasping at the feel of his hardness throbbing inside of her.  His
mouth nuzzled her neck and her nipples turned to hard pebbles when his teeth touched
against her skin. 
    He opened his mouth and –
    Abigail gasped and tore herself out of her
dream world.  She sat up from her blankets on the floor, shuddering and shaking
and moaning quietly.  Val had found her safe place.  He had found her safe
place and she was going to go mad and –
    She was hyperventilating.  Her head was
buzzing and she felt faint.  Quickly, she bent over and stuck her head between
her legs, forcing herself to breathe deeply. 
    Breathe.  Breathe.  Just breathe,
Abigail.  Just breathe.
    After about five minutes, she had calmed
herself and she raised her head cautiously and looked around the small bedroom. 
The house was small and all of the women had crammed into the one room to
sleep.  She turned her head to the

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