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Rand's transformation into a vampire, ensured that he and Drake overcame the bounty hunters, but now Drake has no food supply and a hungry fledgling vampire on his hands. In the search for a suitable crew member and blood supply, they meet Ferda Wallace, a veteran pilot and a heroine to all vampires. Drake welcomes her aboard but she has her own reasons for wanting to join the crew.
"Worried, lad?" Rand nodded. "Yeah!" "Don't be. The first few live feedings are a little overwhelming but I'll give you a hand." "You'll be there?" He wasn't sure if this was good or alarming news. "Yes, lad. I'll be there. I don't want you going blood crazy and draining the life out of our food supply." This was not going to be easy. "Still worried about doing a girl?" "Yeah... what if she...I mean..." What the hell did he mean? "Don't sweat it lad. She's showering for you. Pay her the same compliment while I double check the auto coordinates." Drak joined him in the shower stall just as he was rinsing off. A few minutes naked with Drak and Rand was ready and willing - at least for Drak. Instead, Ferda Wallace waited. If it hadn't been for Drak holding his elbow, he'd have sprinted back to his quarters. Instead, they stood outside her cabin, and Drak tapped the door with his knuckles. She opened the door, wearing a plain, cotton coverall that tied at her waist. Her graying hair was still damp from the shower, and her face gleamed clean and pink and very much alive. "Both of you?" "Yes. The lad needs help. It will be his first live feed." "I see. Or maybe I don't but..." She stood back and let them in. "That must be why the bunk is much larger than standard." Drak nodded. "I had them all modified." "I see." She went still. Very still, as if finally registering she had two naked vamps in her cabin. Two, naked aroused vamps. Drak was hard and to his amazement, so was Rand. Drak had been right about the blood calling to him. He could hear her heartbeat, smell her blood in her veins. Heck! The sight of the pulse at the base of her neck clearly visible in the open vee-neck had him salivating. But... "Look, is this okay?" Rand couldn't help asking. He needed her blood, longed for it, yearned for it but still... "Yes, it's okay. I gave my word and I stand by it. It's just I wasn't expecting both of you at once. But heck, my father always told me never to turn down a chance to do something new. Not sure this is exactly what he had in mind but..." She shrugged and grinned. Her eyes sparkled and her face seemed to lighten. "So," She looked at Rand, 'You're a virgin when it comes to feeding off a mortal. I'm a virgin when it comes to a threesome," she turned to Drak. "You'd better take the lead here for both of us." "I will, but first. You're sure? You agree? You are willing?" "Oh, yes. It's not often a woman my age gets an offer from two bedworthy vampires. I'm willing." "Good," Drak took a step closer to her. "Then why are you still wearing that garment? We're naked. You need to be! Take it off!" His tone rather shocked Rand. Ferda laughed. "You want it off, you take it off!" Before her laugh faded, it was on the floor across the room. Rand stared. He had to. He didn't want her, but oh, he needed the blood calling from her veins. His gums itched. His cock hardened even more and... "Easy lad," Drak said, "Not yet." He reached out a took Rand's hand at the same time, putting his other arm around Ferda's shoulders. "Let me show you what to do. The more pleasure you give, the more you get back. It's always important to give satisfaction." Rand's thoughts went back to their frenzied coupling. He'd received pleasure in abundance. Would it really work the same here? At Drak's direction, Rand settled at the head of the bed, Ferda's head on his thigh. Her hair was soft and still damp. It took all he had not to run his fingers through the short-cropped curls. Drak settled at the foot of the bed, between her open legs. Fascinated, Rand couldn't help watching as Drak stroked her full, pale breasts and Ferda let out a little contented sigh. The pads of Drak's thumbs brushed her nipples and almost instantly they hardened and she smiled. Not content, Drak took each one between forefinger and thumb and stroked and pulled them until Ferda threw back her head, pressing into Rand's thigh as she did, and laughed. Drak moved up fitting his hips firmly between her legs, opening them wider, and bent his head to kiss each nipple in turn. Her eyes lit with what could only be pleasure as Drak kissed up and down her neck, across her shoulders and down her chest to her belly. "Stroke her neck," Drak said looking up. "Use your instincts to find the vein, keep it close to the skin, but don't bite until I tell you." Easy for Drak to say but Rand could sense the lines of her veins, and the softly beating pulse was clear, both to his eyes and ears. Rand stroked her neck with one finger. The warmth surprised him most: living, pulsing warmth, rich blood under soft skin and damn, Drak was right, his body did respond. Rand wanted her blood, yearned for it, lusted for it. Needed it! "Hang on, lad! Not yet. The wait makes it sweeter." Rand stared at Drak, realizing he'd not spoken aloud. He was hearing his thoughts! "Might as well spare her sensibilities. Some things said aloud might spoil the mood. The more aroused she is, the sweeter and richer her blood. Follow my lead." And with that bit of sage advice, Drak nipped the underside of her breast. Lightly. Twin beads of red appeared on her pale skin. Ferda let out a long, slow groan and jerked her hips. Drak held her hips steady with both hands as he nipped his way down her belly. Rand stared. Instead of complaining, she was enjoying it. Sighs and moans of what could only be pleasure filled the room. He realized, with a shock, his moans were joining hers. He leaned close and licked her neck. "Soon, lad, soon." Drak's head was between her legs, Rand watched, fascinated as Drak's mouth closed on her pussy. She cried out, she'd have lifted off the bed if Drak's hands weren't still pinning her down. "Now!" Rand bit, his fangs piercing her skin with ease, and tasted instantly: strong and rich, and as her heart sped with her peaking climax, the blood flowed faster, until he was sucking frantically to absorb the spurting lifeblood.
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