although she’d been living with herself in this condition long enough now she couldn’t really tell. The cute little skirt she’d loved when she bought it right after arriving in France was shredded and stained with blood. Her shirt was gone and her bra nearly was. She had always been slim, her body more boy-like than bombshell, but now she had curves where she never had before. Her bare arms were muscular, her legs slim and much shapelier. Her face was the most shocking. It was her face, but with softer lines, her lips filled out, her eyes larger, the milk chocolate brown iris’s gone, darkened, like Henri’s eyes. The contours of her face had changed just enough to push her from pretty to stunning.
“You’re saying this is because I am a vampire?”
He nodded. “And you are a fucking sexy one, little Starla. Look at your equipment. Everything is, well, I guess the right word is ‘more.’ Everything is more perfect, bigger, harder, brighter, sexier. You can’t miss the size of your breasts.”
Starla looked at her new profile. No. No one could miss them. They were larger, certainly, and much firmer, she realized as she moved her hands over them. The bra was two cup sizes too small. She tore it off and let it fall at her feet, releasing the full breasts from their inadequate restraint. Cupping them, she ran her fingers along the edges of the rounded globes, then slipped to the center to encircle the nipples, which went immediately erect. Her eyes lifted from her own image in the mirror to Henri, who had released a sudden hard breath.
“Don’t do that. Not unless you are inviting me to do the same. Listen to me when I tell you that we are very, very horny all the time. I know it’s true of vampires as a race, but all of us in our group here are very young. I think we’re even more inclined because of that. Look what you’ve done.”
His hands went to his pants, unzipped them quickly to show an engorged penis.
“I could throw you down right now and ride you until daylight. In fact, I’m going to ask you if you are interested. Are you ready? I don’t want to scare you, but if you’re up to it, I really want you.”
Starla glanced back into the mirror. Her hair, which had been just past her shoulders last week, hung to her waist now. Although her eyes were darker, as she stared at them, she realized something odd. Were they glowing? Wow. Yes they were. She wasn’t the same girl. Not just because she looked different, but because she felt different. She had only ever been with two men in her life, yet the area between her legs twitched and begged her to accept Henri’s invitation. But something inside her tried to hang onto the innocent girl from the tiny northern Alaska town.
“I don’t know you.”
“You will. Intimately. Star, you don’t need to worry about anything. This is guilt-free. You won’t catch any disease, you can’t get sick anymore, you can’t get pregnant. This is sex purely for the pleasure. No one worries about society’s crap. We’re vampire. We do whatever we want whenever we want. It’s incredible. And sex as a vampire is impossible to describe. Come on, Star. Let me show you.”
Star. A new name for a new woman. She watched the image of that sexy woman in the mirror as she leaned back into the tall handsome young man she did not know. He reached around and lifted one heavy breast as his fingers moved ridiculously fast over a nipple, causing her to press tighter back into him to grind against his cock. She raised her eyes to meet his in the shining glass. And smiled. She wanted him. He knew it.
Henri lifted her high in his arms and carried her quicker than she thought p ossible into the darker areas of the basement. He’d lowered her onto a mattress in the corner and removed her torn skirt and all of his own clothes before she even realized it