Dark Conquest - Rosa (Vampire romance) (Erotic romance) Read Free Page A

as hell for this man and I really wanted to let him.  I couldn’t work it out.  I’d refused Jason because it was too soon in our relationship.  But at least we’d had a relationship. I’d only just met Anton!
    Your body likes the idea, doesn’t it?”   He asked using his full lips to kiss slowly and sensuously down my cheek and on down over the side of my neck.  His lips press hard and I feel him suck against my skin.
    I moan in his arms, I’m such a tart!   I put my arms around him and go for his mouth.  Our lips meet in a fusion of heat and want.  His tongue penetrates deep, his ravishment absolute until I’m left gasping for air.
    I feel myself swaying, he’s trying to push me down onto the grass and I’m losing all will to resist.  I think of Jane and then of Jason then I feel his hand on my thigh and I crumple into his arms a mere blob of flesh desperate for sexual release.
    “Do you want me to stop, Rosa,” he teases.  “Do I put a stop to this now and take you back inside?”
    I groan with hunger.  My body craves this man’s touch.  I want his hands on my body, in my body and then I want him to fuck me and never stop.  I sway again and lean hard into his wide frame gazing up into his beautiful face.
    “Take me, Anton, please I’m yours, I’ll let you do anything,” I whisper softly then everything went black.
     

Chapter 2
 
    So here I am back in my room.  No memory of the past twelve hours or so and certain now that I’ve been molested in some way. Sexually molested.
    I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and wince.  Shit it hurts up there.  I want to look.  I need to see what’s been done to me.  Reaching into my bag I find a make up mirror and spreading my thighs wide I take a long, hard look at my pussy.
    My labia are hideous swollen and very red.  I’m oozing cum and use a wipe to sweep it away.  But there’s loads, the more I wipe the more it drips out of me.  Is it my cum, or is it his, I wonder fearfully, realising that if it’s his then no condom was used.  My clitoris looks badly bruised and gently easing a finger tip into my wet vagina I moan in pain.  It’s obvious from the state of me that I’ve been used, blatantly used and defiled.
    It can only be Anton that’s done this.  I need to find him, get things straight.  Then it happened.  An image, clear and so very real suddenly swamped my brain. 
    I am bound spread eagled and naked on an elaborate bed while a man whose face I can’t see thrusts his huge pulsating penis deep into my sex.
    Oh my – I gasp and flush.  My pussy throbs in pain at the thought.  I can almost feel it – feel its hugeness filling me.  But that’s not all, I can hear something.  He speaks, inside my head a deep male voice is instructing me to stay calm and return to my bed.
    But I can’t do that, I need a shower and I need to see why my neck keeps dripping blood.
    I limp across to the adjoining bathroom and look carefully at my reflection in the mirr or.  I seem to have an injury on my neck, a couple of scratches on the left hand side.  For the moment I dismiss it as paltry in comparison to what’s going on between my legs.
    The warm water is soft and comforting against my skin and I start to feel better.  After dabbing my aching body dry I shrug myself into a fluffy robe and go in search of Jane. 
    What if the same thing has been done to her?  I knock on her bedroom door but there’s no answer.  I try the handle and thankfully it opens.  But the room is empty, all her things have gone and the bed’s been made, or it hasn’t been slept in at all, I realise, panic setting in again.  I spin around, my hand on my head.  What’s going on here, where the hell is she?
    “ANTON ,” I bawl down the hallway but my voice just echoes off the high vaulted ceiling and nothing moves, not even Addams, the butler.  This is ridiculous!
    Eventually after virtually searching the place from top to bottom I decide to pack