VAMPIRE: PARANORMAL: Out For Blood (Vampire Alpha Shapeshifter Romance) (New Adult Paranormal Fantasy Short Stories) by Miranda Powers Page B
Authors: Miranda Powers
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am rather keen to go on our ride and hear what you may have to say about my proposal.”
“Then let us depart forthwith.”
Diana led the way, side saddle, on her grey mare, Penelope. She could have gone astride with the crotchless pantaloons but decided that she would play the Lady.
The fields were claggy with wet earth where they strayed from the bridleways.
The hedgerows gave off their musty autumn smell of decaying leaves. Overhead a skein of geese headed south. A hare bolted from the undergrowth startling Penelope causing Diana to rein her in lest she took off at a gallop.
A cock pheasant gave off its alarm call sounding like a dry cork being turned in a wine bottle.
“This land is beautiful William. I am Chatelaine of this estate; I do not think I could leave it.”
“It is indeed a wonderful part of the country Diana but my estate in Devon, with its red earth and wildlife is just as awe inspiring. Perhaps, before you make up your mind, you would like to visit? It could be arranged. We could even take in Bath.”
“William, my geography is not good but I do know that Bath is a fair distance from your estate.”
“Only about ninety miles. We could stay there for a few days.”
“It will be the Season in Bath. I would like that.”
Ahead she saw the barn that she had been aiming for. A look around confirmed that no other persons were in the vicinity.
“Let us take a rest in the barn,” she said as she trotted her horse towards her goal.
William dismounted first and offered his hand to Diana as she slid from Penelope. He caught her in his strong arms and didn’t let go. Their lips met.
Diana was hungry for him. She broke free, took him by the hand and led him to the barn door. She watched him lift the latch and push open the great door. Inside she saw hay bales stacked up to the roof at the far end and only two bales high at the front. That would do.
Still holding his hand, she led him to the hay bales and sat down. He sat beside her. It made her smile to see his hands were slightly shaking. Was it passion or was he nervous? There was only one way to find out. She kissed him on the lips as she took his hand and placed it on her breast.
He needed no more encouragement. Gently he laid her back on the hay.
She looked up into his eyes. At last, she thought, at last. I’ve waited a long time for this. She felt his fingers at her cravat as he loosened it. She couldn’t help smiling as he unbuttoned her blouse. When his hand trespassed inside taking hold of her nipple between his forefinger and thumb she felt waves of delight down her spine and all the way down between her legs.
Now she waited as his hand ran up her boot, over her stockings and up to her pantaloons. He found the gap and slipped his finger inside her.
She unbuckled his belt, loosened his breeches and found what she craved. It was hard and ready.
William lifted her skirt and then lowered himself onto her as she spread her legs far apart. He entered her through the gap in her pantaloons and felt her give a little shudder of delight.
Her hands went under his shirt and she gripped the hard muscle on his back and then down to his buttocks and squeezed each cheek so hard she was sure she must have left fingernail marks.
As he pumped up and down, she moved in time with him like they were doing a horizontal waltz.
She felt him getting more carried away and lost herself in her own passion. Each thrust sent waves of ecstasy through her from head to toe. She couldn’t help biting his shoulder around the collar bone due to the sensations that had taken over her body.
Diana lifted her legs and wrapped them around his back while he carried on driving his hardness into her. She felt how wet and slippery she had become. His penetration slid in and out like a knife through warm butter.
She could tell he was near. Diana needed at least another minute of his penis inside her before she reached her climax.
“Not yet, not yet,” she
“Then let us depart forthwith.”
Diana led the way, side saddle, on her grey mare, Penelope. She could have gone astride with the crotchless pantaloons but decided that she would play the Lady.
The fields were claggy with wet earth where they strayed from the bridleways.
The hedgerows gave off their musty autumn smell of decaying leaves. Overhead a skein of geese headed south. A hare bolted from the undergrowth startling Penelope causing Diana to rein her in lest she took off at a gallop.
A cock pheasant gave off its alarm call sounding like a dry cork being turned in a wine bottle.
“This land is beautiful William. I am Chatelaine of this estate; I do not think I could leave it.”
“It is indeed a wonderful part of the country Diana but my estate in Devon, with its red earth and wildlife is just as awe inspiring. Perhaps, before you make up your mind, you would like to visit? It could be arranged. We could even take in Bath.”
“William, my geography is not good but I do know that Bath is a fair distance from your estate.”
“Only about ninety miles. We could stay there for a few days.”
“It will be the Season in Bath. I would like that.”
Ahead she saw the barn that she had been aiming for. A look around confirmed that no other persons were in the vicinity.
“Let us take a rest in the barn,” she said as she trotted her horse towards her goal.
William dismounted first and offered his hand to Diana as she slid from Penelope. He caught her in his strong arms and didn’t let go. Their lips met.
Diana was hungry for him. She broke free, took him by the hand and led him to the barn door. She watched him lift the latch and push open the great door. Inside she saw hay bales stacked up to the roof at the far end and only two bales high at the front. That would do.
Still holding his hand, she led him to the hay bales and sat down. He sat beside her. It made her smile to see his hands were slightly shaking. Was it passion or was he nervous? There was only one way to find out. She kissed him on the lips as she took his hand and placed it on her breast.
He needed no more encouragement. Gently he laid her back on the hay.
She looked up into his eyes. At last, she thought, at last. I’ve waited a long time for this. She felt his fingers at her cravat as he loosened it. She couldn’t help smiling as he unbuttoned her blouse. When his hand trespassed inside taking hold of her nipple between his forefinger and thumb she felt waves of delight down her spine and all the way down between her legs.
Now she waited as his hand ran up her boot, over her stockings and up to her pantaloons. He found the gap and slipped his finger inside her.
She unbuckled his belt, loosened his breeches and found what she craved. It was hard and ready.
William lifted her skirt and then lowered himself onto her as she spread her legs far apart. He entered her through the gap in her pantaloons and felt her give a little shudder of delight.
Her hands went under his shirt and she gripped the hard muscle on his back and then down to his buttocks and squeezed each cheek so hard she was sure she must have left fingernail marks.
As he pumped up and down, she moved in time with him like they were doing a horizontal waltz.
She felt him getting more carried away and lost herself in her own passion. Each thrust sent waves of ecstasy through her from head to toe. She couldn’t help biting his shoulder around the collar bone due to the sensations that had taken over her body.
Diana lifted her legs and wrapped them around his back while he carried on driving his hardness into her. She felt how wet and slippery she had become. His penetration slid in and out like a knife through warm butter.
She could tell he was near. Diana needed at least another minute of his penis inside her before she reached her climax.
“Not yet, not yet,” she
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