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"Close your eyes," Melody asked softly. "I have something for you." Lisa fought with herself; she didn't want to close her eyes. She didn't want to take her eyes off of Melody's ivory unblemished skin, or the rose colored perfect nipples that called out to her mouth to suck upon them. In the end, her breath trembling, she laid her head back on the bed and closed her eyes. She could hear Melody move across the room, and a small strap sound of movement, as if a small belt or two were being drawn tight around a body. She then felt Melody upon the bed next to her and the soft coverlet moving beside her from the weight. Melody lifted Lisa's dress off over her head. "Just lay back," Melody a.s.sured her, lying beside her, their soft skin touching. Melody unclasped the latch to Lisa's bra and slid it down her arms and off the side of the bed to the floor. Lisa opened her eyes to find Melody's soft blue eyes looking down into her own. In Melody's hand she held the rose, the petals of it pointed down towards her skin. Melody moved the petals ever so softly, letting them barely touch Lisa's skin. They caressed her lips and the tip of her nose where Lisa breathed in the scent of it deeply. Melody moved the rose slowly, caressing her curved jaw and the crease down her neck.

The petals glided down her chest to rest on each nipple, twirling as Melody held it between her fingertips. It made Lisa's nipples even harder and more sensitive.

Melody leaned down and took the nipples each in her mouth on their own turn, letting her moist tongue taste of them, and her lips caress them. Lisa moaned softly, feeling her wetness between her legs again, opening her eyes half way to look upon her female lover. Melody smiled, and leaned back, taking a petal of the rose between her fingertips and tearing it from the stem. She laid it across Lisa's chest, the dark red of it almost sinfully covering the velvet skin underneath.

She tore another petal from the rose and set it in Lisa's golden hair. Lisa could faintly smell it. Melody covered Lisa's body and hair until the rose was naked and empty of its petals. The scent of roses surrounded them both. Melody leaned over and kissed Lisa deeply, reaching her hand between Lisa's legs as she did, stroking the fine hair there and then pressing lower, feeling her wetness.

Lisa arched her back in pleasure feeling Melody's fingers there, raising her hips and inviting them further. Melody breathed in Lisa's gasps, watching her writhe in pleasure against her as she pressed her fingers deeper into her.



It was then that Lisa felt the softness of the toy beside her, against her leg as Melody pressed her body against her. The sound of the leather harness straps tightening around Melody's waist and thighs. Lisa opened her eyes again.

"Is that my surprise?" Lisa asked, smiling. Melody smiled back and nodded, the soft latex c.o.c.k anch.o.r.ed securely around her hips by straps of leather. Lisa looked down at it, a lavender pink. It was fairly good-sized but not too large that it would be uncomfortable. She wanted to feel it; she wanted to be filled. She wanted her female lover to make love to her like only a woman could.

Her wetness showed this to Melody, and Melody moved her soaked fingers from Lisa's p.u.s.s.y to the head of the c.o.c.k, using her c.u.m to lubricate the end.

Melody moved and knelt between Lisa's legs with her knees wide, forcing Lisa's legs even further apart. She stroked the head of the c.o.c.k up and down across Lisa's slit, teasing her gently and moving her hips even closer, letting the c.o.c.k slide across Lisa's c.l.i.t as she caressed her thighs. Lisa trembled, feeling the c.o.c.k stimulating her c.l.i.t. She lifted her hips back and forth, her breath becoming deep and short. She could have came that way, but before she did Melody leaned back, pulled it back from her c.l.i.t and pushed it into her tight wanting p.u.s.s.y. Lisa tensed at the feel of it, firm, yet not hard and un-yielding. Melody rocked it slowly, moving her hips gently in small strokes, pressing it deeper inside her with every small movement. When reaching half way, she pulled it almost completely out. Lisa gave out a whimpering moan, only to have Melody press it deep into her in one thrusting jerk of her hips. Melody leaned over her, resting the palm of her hands on the sheets under Lisa's shoulders, bending Lisa's legs up around her waist. Lisa clenched her hands around Melody's shoulders in response to the fullness and ecstasy Melody gave to her. Melody moved her hips again, keeping leverage and balance easily with the lovely golden-haired G.o.ddess laid out on the bed before her. The feelings of Lisa's legs around her made her own wetness seem unbearable. She pumped the c.o.c.k into her lover in deeper strokes, lifting her hips with her thighs and moving back and forth with her arms.

Lisa trembled underneath her, each breath growing deep and short. She quickened her pace gradually, finally clenching the sheets under Lisa's shoulders between her fingertips, pulling upon them with each mighty stroke that she forced into her lover. She jerked her hips in a snapping motion, feeling Lisa tremble and shake, finally screaming out and rising up, arching her back, pressing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against her. Melody leaned back on her knees, catching Lisa around her waist and holding her against her. She rocked into her still, until her o.r.g.a.s.m ended.

Lisa collapsed in her arms, moaning softly, contently. Melody smiled and laid her down gently, her own thighs covered with her own stream of c.u.m. They cuddled together there, holding each other in their arms. The rose petals making it feel so dream like, they drifted off into sleep.

Melody woke a few hours later feeling Lisa moving against her, stroking the fake c.o.c.k against her c.l.i.t again, and leaning down to take a nipple into her mouth.

Lisa moaned at the taste of Melody's nipples, swirling them with her tongue and sucking on them gently. Melody smiled and gasped slightly at her touch, feeling the wetness and warmth of her tongue. Lisa shuddered, nearly coming from her own movement against the c.o.c.k, her c.l.i.t pounding and begging for more. Melody turned Lisa back onto her back, cradling her in her arms, resting her head on her chest as she pumped it into her. Lisa moaned loudly, closing her eyes in pleasure.

Melody opened her eyes slightly, looking across the room, not really to look upon anything, but just to concentrate on the rhythms. Across the room sat Eric Mikel, his dark hair around his shoulders as it always was. He wore no s.h.i.+rt, and curly dark wisps of hair danced lightly across the width of his broad chest.

Melody didn't stop her movement. Lisa moaned again, feeling the long strokes being fed to her pa.s.sion, Melody's grip around her sides and shoulders ensuring her of fulfilment of pleasure. Eric rose and moved behind them. Melody could hear him unbuckling his belt, and the removal of the last of his clothes. It seemed like a dream when he touched her s.e.x, stroking the wetness of it with his large fingers. She was soaked and unsatisfied as of yet, still moving the c.o.c.k strapped to her hips into her female lover. Lisa tensed in her pa.s.sion, pulling Melody closer to her. Their b.r.e.a.s.t.s crushed against each other. Melody felt his fingers widen her lips, opening her p.u.s.s.y up to him, pressing his c.o.c.k against her. She moaned, feeling his hand on her back, nearly reaching completely across it from side to side in just the distance between the tip of his thumb to the tips of his spreading fingers. She felt so small compared to him, and he pressed into her, filling her.

Her own movements against Lisa drew him deeper into her own p.u.s.s.y. He knelt there with her, wrapping his hands around her hips and deepening himself into her. Melody's hands knotted the sheets under Lisa's shoulders, her hips moving against his, and into Lisa. She buried her face into Lisa's shoulder, trying not to scream out too soon, taking him deep inside as his strokes became harder. Her hips bucked against him, jerking wildly to his rhythm. She could not keep the pace any longer and Lisa shuddered under her.

She drew near o.r.g.a.s.m as Eric moved Melody's hips to his rhythm, f.u.c.king them both. Melody whimpered as his movement grew faster and deeper. Finally, Lisa and Melody screamed out in o.r.g.a.s.m clutching each other at the same time.

As they did he leaned forward. Melody could feel his hair on her back, as he bit into her neck. His fangs sank deep into her skin, feeding upon her. She spasmed in his grip, and finally settled, laying her head against Lisa's shoulder. Lisa breathed deeply, her eyes still closed, catching her breath. Melody opened her eyes and noticed two droplets of blood upon Lisa's skin. They were more red than the rose petals had ever been. She closed her eyes, letting out a final shudder from her o.r.g.a.s.m and opened them again. The drops of blood vanished before her eyes.

Melody listened again; there was no movement in the room save hers and Lisa's. He was gone. Her desires were quenched, and she lay there with Lisa, exhausted. Eric the vampire, if he had ever truly been there, was gone. Melody touched her neck where he had impaled his spiked fangs into her skin, and it felt as smooth as it had ever been.

Chapter 4 - A Different Kind of Feeding

Melody woke when she felt Lisa get out of bed. It was late in the morning for Lisa. Melody watched Lisa, her long blonde hair falling around her shoulders as she stumbled out into the kitchen. Lisa pulled open the window's curtains, letting the sunlight stream in. Lisa moaned and began to wake. Melody followed, leaning against the doorframe to the bedroom. The light s.h.i.+ning across the tiles of the floor was still not able to reach her. Lisa opened the refrigerator and took some fruit and milk from it, as well as cereal from a cabinet. Melody smiled to herself, glad that she spent a small amount each week to stock her refrigerator with enough food to keep up appearances. Though she did keep her emergency pint of blood in there disguised as a bottle of red wine that she had hand labelled "300 years old, very expensive, do not use." None of her 'overnight' visitors had questioned it. Of course, the blood was refreshed every few days, but she had learned how to disguise the reusable cork well enough to fool even the best of wine bottlers.

Lisa sat down at the table, still nude, and ate her breakfast. Chimise jumped up onto the table expecting her share, but Melody simply picked her up into her arms and stroked her.

"Aren't you hungry?" Lisa asked.

"No, no." Melody replied, smiling softly. She sat down in her normal chair, still petting Chimise who now lay purring happily across her lap. "In fact, I was thinking about sleeping a little more when you left."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Didn't know I was waking you up."

"Tis quite alright. What kind of hostess would I be if I didn't see you out?"

Melody smiled, looking deep into Lisa's eyes.

"I had a fantastic dream." Lisa took another bite from her cereal bowl.

"Oh?" Lisa nodded.

"At first I thought I was waking up, with you... uhm..." she blushed, "f.u.c.king me again." Melody smiled and leaned closer, listening. "But in the dream, you were still sleeping next to me, and this man... he had turned me over on all fours.

Oh G.o.d, he was beautiful. Long black hair, strong." Lisa stopped to think and remember details of the dream. "He was taking me, f.u.c.king me... oh he felt so good. We laid there, f.u.c.king for hours. He never came. I must have came at least fifty times, I honestly had lost track."

"Well that's encouraging. I make love to you and the next thing you dream about is f.u.c.king a man." Melody laughed, giving her a sly wink and smile. Lisa blushed.

"That wasn't all, though. We laid there together, just holding each other, and I asked him if he was real or if I was sleeping. He said I was sleeping and then reached over and started fondling your nipples. You moaned in your sleep, but you didn't wake up. He said he was there for you, that he had come for you, but had decided to take me first. And then..." Lisa's thoughts seem to waiver. "I guess I drifted into deeper sleep because I didn't dream after that I think."

Melody's smile had disappeared and was replaced by a more serious look.

Had Eric been there? Had all these times he had appeared in her dreams been part of a plan? It was true that vampires can haunt dreams. It's true the power is part of their seduction, but she was not sure a vampire could do it to another vampire. One thing Melody was sure of, Eric had visited Lisa in her dreams."Did you dream of him?" Lisa took the last spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

"Hmm?" Melody broke from her concentration, smiled, and shook her head.

"Though he sounds like quite a catch. Maybe I should think about dreaming about him." Lisa smiled in response and drank her milk from the bowl.

Lisa quickly dressed and they exchanged kisses at the door. The sunlight barely missed Melody's hand while she held the door for her.

Melody had first thought that Lisa was so lovely she would definitely enjoy having her over again, but now with Eric involved. No, she couldn't risk it. Eric had been intriguing, but it was now time to find his purpose, and explore his interests and plans in her.

Chimise licked the last droplets of sugared milk from the cereal bowl left on the table as Melody pa.s.sed and slipped once again into her bed. She would need the strength of her 'death sleep' for what she had to do that night. Sleep came quickly, as it always did, but a worry-a thought-still crossed Melody's mind.

"Who are you, Eric Mikel?"

It seemed only a second later that she awoke, but indeed it had been hours.

Night had fallen. Melody opened her eyes, realizing night was upon her and she was missing it. The rest had done her good; her mind was clear except for one mere clue. She sat down in her chair at the table and flipped open her appointment book. The calendar was filled with events for each night. She never went to most of them, but she was always invited. She tapped her fingertip across the third line on tonight's list, and picked up the phone. She quickly made arrangements for the limo to pick her up in less than an hour. The operator told her she was not sure there were any cars available.

"My dear, there is always a car available." Melody replied simply and then hung up the phone. This was to be the least of her worries this night. She gathered some items into a small bag and set it on the bed, dressing for her occasion. She was hungry, which didn't help matters, but she would feed, one way or another. She took a full-length black leather dress from her closet. The sides of the dress were bare and laced up with a simple black lace ribbon. The right side laced only from her chest to her waist. Her hip parted the leather fabric around her pale thigh. She slid on a more simple set of black high heels, only three inches high. She would need the stability. At the mirror she darkened her eyelids with a brownish-red eye shadow and her lips a darker red than they would normally possess. She left her hair down, curling around her shoulders, inserting two fine combs into the temples pulling the strands back from her face.

The knock at the door arrived, perfectly on time, and Melody s.n.a.t.c.hed up the bag she had left on the bed on the way out.

Daniel nodded to her in greeting as they always did and opened the limousine door for her. It was one of the more plain limousines, but it was enough. Once again Melody smiled and lifted her prepared gla.s.s of wine up to Daniel's view in thanks. She knew he would be available, he always was.

The trip took a little longer this time, crossing the town into the warehouse section of the city. Many limousines pa.s.sed by a certain building which was normally vacant and empty. Pa.s.sengers were picked up and dropped off. This was her destination for tonight. People seemed to swarm the building, all richly dressed. As far as that scene was involved, leather was the common trend.Sometimes rubber or latex was donned instead. Daniel found no place to stop other than the middle of the street. He was about to open his door when someone walked by and slid past against his door.

"Never mind, I'll let myself out." Melody said insistently opening her door from the inside and stepping out into the street.

"Yes M'lady." he replied simply. She smiled at this. This was the first time words had been exchanged between them, however brief. Normally someone, even for a respectful reply, would only say 'yes ma'am' or some such reply, but she liked the words he had chosen. She noted them in the back of her mind.

She stepped up onto the curb as her car disappeared down the street and into the night. Daniel would be close till she needed him again. He always was.

She never had to wait for him. She took a crisp one hundred dollar bill and handed it to the man at the door. He was a large black man, muscular, with long hair that spiraled down the back of his shoulders. He nodded to her and motioned her in; her door fee was paid in full. Inside lay a different kind of party than the elite cla.s.s she had attended only nights before. Nude bodies walked and socialized as if fully clothed. Others wore leather, some outfits cut specifically for displaying certain erotic or bizarre body enhancements such as tattoos or piercings. There were many floors to this building, and the room to the entrance was always expected to be full. Melody slipped past many until she reached the stairs, making her way up to the second floor. At the top of the stairs a Saint Andrews cross was displayed. A man of the age of thirty stretched across it, his Mistress over him with her crop, whispering commands. He whimpered and she smiled evilly into his eyes, giving his exposed c.o.c.k a light tap with the tip of her cane.

Ah, it was a fine game between lovers. The seduction, the playing of evil against good. On the most part, nothing was ever performed without the other's permission. Melody felt as safe as a nun in a cathedral. Maybe even safer.

Melody seemed to laugh to herself at this thought. She crossed the room to the couches set in a square where others socialized. Behind it laid a catered table of food, complete with lobster tails if such was desired. Melody pa.s.sed it, touching her fingertip to the chocolate pudding and taking it between her lips, savoring the taste of it. She looked around the room to see if she recognized any faces, but she had already felt him. She knew he was there. A couple crossed the square of couches and cleared Melody's view. On the back couch she saw him, the vampire Eric Mikel. At his feet with her head upon his thigh her arms lovingly placed around his leg, laid a red-haired woman. She was very beautiful and her red hair was pulled to one side, her curls running down one shoulder. He stroked her hair absently as he spoke with a man next to him, laughing and smiling. The woman at his feet seemed very content. He seemed to look upon Melody at the same time she found him. Their eyes met: their gazes locked. The eyes did not show fear, but simply interest. He smiled and excused himself from his friend and even from the girl at his feet. She watched him, half way pouting, as he walked across the room and kissed Melody's hand in greeting.

"Ah, so we meet again, Miss Melody Chalis." he smiled.

"Yes, and it seems we have the same interests." Melody added nodding towards his slave girl who was still watching him from the couch. He chuckled at this."Yes, yes, it seems so." he looked to the table of food, "Have you eaten yet?"

Melody shook her head.

"Perhaps later." She smiled looking upon him.

"Yes, very well." He glanced over to the red-haired girl who was becoming anxious. Melody could feel the girl's frustration, and the fear that Melody was a threat to her interests. "I feel we will have time," he began looking back at Melody, "to talk perhaps later tonight?" Melody nodded.

"The roof, perhaps." she suggested. He smiled, looking into her dark blue eyes and nodded. Melody looked upon the red-haired girl, smiled politely and left the room. She followed the stairs upwards even further. She could feel him turn and take his seat again with his little slave. She didn't even have to watch him.

She could feel him now. She knew what he was, the scent of his soul being marked in her mind as a bloodhound may mark a scent of those it may want to find in its own memory.

Melody found nothing of interest on the third floor, just other couples playing.

But on the fourth floor private rooms were available. Melody leaned against the wall between two doors. A couple walked past her down the hallway turning to go down the stairs. The closing of a door around the corner could be heard.

Melody lowered her head, as if listening, and she waited. The breath of every living creature became her focus. Within the room closest to her, she could hear two lovers. The woman was gasping loudly as her male lover entered her. Melody could hear their whispers.

"Oh, just a little harder...oh yes!" the woman exclaimed. The man breathed harder.

The room across the hall contained a man and two women. She could hear the sound of leather floggers stroking against skin. They hit softly at first, and then built, as did the first woman's moans. The leather rhythm varied, and the second woman moaned. They were being flogged together.

"Must be shy", Melody concluded due to their playing in a private room.

Rooms here and there were empty, but then Melody heard a single breath.

Melody followed the breath, down the hallway away from the stairs. The breath was steady yet quick to excitement. Melody turned the corner of the hallway; the breathing grew louder in her highly-tuned ears. She stepped silently further down the hallway, finally stopping at the last door. The last hallway had been left empty. No other rooms were occupied. Just this last room, with the one breath inside. Melody listened for others. Another couple had walked up the stairway, but took a room before even turning the corner. She would have no company.

Melody turned the k.n.o.b of the door and stepped inside. The door closed steadily behind her. The room was dark, the light was off, but Melody could see perfectly.

Dim light entered through a smoked window on the side of the room, but the figure couldn't see her. It was a man - she had guessed that before from his deep breaths. He had been tied to an exposed pipe against the ceiling. His hands were perfectly secured above him. His head was covered with a type of zipping hood.

The nose was covered completely, but his mouth was free. His eyes were covered by a blindfold securely buckled around the hood. His feet were secured to each end of a spreader bar about two and a half feet across.

The spreader bar tied to another exposed pipe running along the floor. He had been positioned there. Melody closed her eyes and let her spirit eyes look into his mind. His Master had left him there; he had told him to wait. Melody's mind searched for his Master. Ah, there he was...she found him on the couches talking and eating. He did not plan on coming back for his slave for some time.

Melody smiled, knowing she would feed well off this one. Though blood was not what she desired to feed upon. She had a deeper hunger, a hunger for his energy, his emotion, and to be more exact, his fear. The male slave's breath quickened. He could hear her ever so faintly through the hood, which also covered his ears. He knew he wasn't alone. Melody smiled. She set down her bag, pulling from it two black rubber gloves. She pulled them up her fingers, letting the rubber snap so he could hear it. She smoothed the rubber again up her second hand and let it snap. The man s.h.i.+fted his weight, only guessing what his Master had in store for him. He was glad that his Master had decided to return so soon. He didn't like being left alone for long periods. Melody took another object from the bag and lifted her skirt over her waist, letting it bunch up around her hips, strapping the harness around her hips securely. The man was nude except for his restraints and hood. Melody moved her gloved hand over his shoulders.

He tensed and then relaxed, his excitement growing, his c.o.c.k growing larger.

Melody smiled, pleased that she held this reaction in him, even if he did think she was his Master. He could not smell her perfume, he could not feel her soft skin through the rubber gloves. Melody pinched his nipples hard between her rubbered fingers roughly. He moaned and jerked back from the pain. She almost laughed out loud at this, but doing such would give her ident.i.ty away. She wasn't ready for that surprise to be revealed yet.

Melody took a finger full of lubricant and rubbed it across his a.s.s. He pressed towards her fingers, almost begging her to insert them. She spread more lubricant over the head of her strap-on's c.o.c.k. She moved quickly, pressing the head of it against his a.s.s. He welcomed it, just as he had hungered for her fingers. It slid in easily, he was not as tight as other lovers she had used this way. She easily slid into him. She moved her hips rhythmically. His c.o.c.k grew harder, and he moaned in approval and pleasure. She slowly built the pressure and rhythm, taking his a.s.s just as she had taken Lisa's p.u.s.s.y. He moaned louder, pressing against her, trying to match her rhythm.

"Oh Master." He moaned. Melody smiled. The time for games and surprises was over, it was time to feed.

"No, not Master." She hissed loudly, taking his hips roughly in her hands and pressing deeper into him.

"What the f.u.c.k!?" he said, confused, knowing this was a woman's voice.

He quickly realized what had happened, and what was happening now. "f.u.c.k!

f.u.c.k! NO! Stop, dammit stop!" She snapped her hips into him, driving the c.o.c.k hard into him, stroking deeply. "I'm gay, dammit! Stop!" he screamed.

Melody just laughed. With her laughter came his fear. He whimpered and then pulled on his restraints violently, shaking, trying to get away from this woman raping his a.s.s! She pulled back on his hips, keeping her rhythm, deep and hard, he couldn't pull from her grip. He screamed the scream most closely resembling that of a woman. He panicked, and she took him. Holding on to him firmly she pumped the c.o.c.k inside him roughly, deep, in full strokes, raping him, taking him, pressing into him. She pressed her body against his. He could feel her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his back, so soft and smooth. He screamed again, frantically pulling at his wrist restraints, trying to remove his hood, anything to get away from this woman.

She f.u.c.ked him. His fear came in waves, and Melody fed. She fed upon his terror of the rape-the desperateness of his screams that would not be heard and his hopelessness. Melody feasted. His voice left him in his screams, and he tired from his struggles. He was nearly drained. Melody leaned back, holding his hips, and taking him a bit more gently, stroked him deeply. She dripped with her own pa.s.sion and satisfaction, finally trembling, her c.l.i.t being rubbed by the strap-on while she leaned back in this position. He could hear her c.u.mming. He hated her, and she fed on the hate. She jerked her hips into him five more strokes, and on the last one she screamed out in o.r.g.a.s.m. He screamed again. "No!" he cried. She could smell the wet fabric of the hood. He had cried much. He sobbed underneath the hood, his mouth sputtering spit down his chin. Melody smiled evilly and leaned up to his ear.

"What a good f.u.c.k you are," she laughed. She left the c.o.c.k inside him, unstrapping it from her hips. She reversed the straps and strapped it around his waist and thighs, locking the c.o.c.k inside him. She patted his a.s.s affectionately.

Something to remember me by. He cried still, sobbing. She let her dress fall again around her hips, and placed the gloves in her bag. Her ears suddenly tuned.

Someone was turning the corner of the hallway. It was his Master, she could feel him. She quickly opened the door and disappeared through the fire escape exit located across the hallway, rus.h.i.+ng up the steps to the roof just above. She could hear the movement in the hallway. The Master opened the door.

"What the f.u.c.k?" The Master found his slave. "Jamie!" Jamie quickly blurted out that a woman had done this to him and she had just left. His Master threw open the fire escape door, just as Melody turned the k.n.o.b to the roof door.

It was locked. The Master was large. He would damage even her in combat if he knew anything of fighting. He was muscular, a perfect "daddy" type. Melody growled and crushed her shoulder against the steel door, breaking the lock that held it and fleeing into the dark air of the night. The Master stood at the roof, the door's lock shattered in a twisted ma.s.s of metal. No one else was there. He searched the roof, but found no one except a couple standing at the opposite end where the stairs exited onto a small patio for roof entertaining. Frustrated, he returned down the fire escape stairwell to tend to his slave.

Melody's shoulder quickly repaired itself. The shattered bone reformed under her skin, her bruises quickly returning to the ivory color of her perfect flesh.

Jamie had fed her well; he was just what she needed. The nearby rooftop was where she had hidden, watching the large Master search hopelessly for her. She wouldn't be able to go down that way again, but it didn't matter. The roof was where she waited.

Several hours pa.s.sed. The night's clouds crossed the moon slowly, the light of it breaking through and caressing her skin in its glow. The coolness of the night breeze stroked her hair back and she closed her eyes, enjoying it, until she felt his presence. A tinge of electricity-like an iron spike being driven into a forming railroad track-straight into her brain. She opened her eyes quickly, almost gasping from the shock. He stood on the roof with her. It was true, he was a vampire with all the talents and gifts that she herself possessed. Melody looked across the s.p.a.ce of air between the buildings. No mortal would be able to cross it. Eric smiled at her gently.

"You are a very interesting woman, Miss Melody Chalis." he said, almost purring her name. She smiled in return. He stepped closer into the light of one of the street lamps, which peeked just over the rooftop. His eyes seemed brighter and his cheeks more blushed than before. He had fed already. An image flashed through Melody's mind, seeing the beautiful red-haired woman lying across a couch of some kind. She appeared to be dozing, but Melody could feel the woman's pulse slowing. She still lived. He hadn't taken enough to kill her, but he had fed on her. The image was gone as quickly as it came and Melody looked into Eric's eyes once again. "Ah yes," he commented, as if he knew exactly what Melody had seen. "She is resting...she won't miss me for a while."

"And what of me?" Melody asked suspiciously. "Why do you haunt my dreams so?" He smiled at this and paused as if thinking, or choosing his words wisely.

"I haunt your dreams, hmm?" he almost chuckled; his fangs showed briefly as he spoke. "Perhaps you dream of me, and you haunt yourself."

Melody raised her eyebrow and looked at him. He drew nearer and took her hand into his, turning her palm up and kissing it, trailing a lingering kiss down to her wrist. She could feel her dead pulse call to him, her dark blood wis.h.i.+ng to be stained against his lips. He inhaled softly the scent of her hidden blood. Then he released her hand gently. They stood so close their bodies almost touched. She could feel his breath. "I want to see you," he smiled, "for dinner. In two nights.

I'll send a car for you." Melody looked into his eyes, so deep and green. She nodded. He smiled slightly and moved away from her, seeming almost to walk upon the air. In a casual stride he returned to the opposite roof and to the party.

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