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I lifted my head and stood up on my toes to press my mouth to Adam’s, with the camper's body still pressed between us. Adam’s eyes widened in surprise. He pulled back, breaking our kiss, and I frowned. He lowered the man to the ground, crouching beside him. He pressed his thumb to one fang and rubbed it across our bite marks. Then he looked up at me and I saw the hunger in his eyes.
Fuck yes.
He stood up, stepped over the man on the ground, and reached for me. I thought he was going to take me in his arms, but instead he grabbed the top of my jeans with both hands and yanked them down so hard I almost fell over. I barely had time to blink before he spun me around and pressed me against the wide trunk of a tree. I gasped as the rough bark scratched my cheek, then moaned as his cock slid into me.
He leaned close to my ear. “Shhh.” He began to move, and I bit my lip to keep quiet. After all his teasing, my body was ready for him. I was going to come fast, and hard. As if knowing this, he began to pound me furiously. He slid in and out of me with inhuman speed.
I stuffed my hand in my mouth and bit down to keep from screaming as I came on his cock. Just as my orgasm started to subside, his fangs pierced my neck, and I was pushed over the edge once more. He grunted against my neck as he came. Finally his movements slowed, then stopped. I felt his fangs leave me at the same time his cock slid out of me. I continued to lean against the tree, stunned by what just happened.
Adam pressed a kiss to my neck. Then he leaned down to grab my pants, which were bunched around my ankles. While he was down there, he pressed a kiss to my bare ass, and I immediately wanted his face between my legs. I had to control my disappointment when he stood back up, pulling my jeans up and fastening them for me. Finally, I turned around to face him.
"I've taught you to be patient," he said. "Now I need to teach you to be quiet." My mouth dropped open, and he grinned. "Let's go."
I looked at the guy on the ground. “Will he be okay?”
“Yeah. He'll come around in a few minutes and probably assume he had too much to drink and passed out for a bit. He won't remember any of this.”
Adam took me by the hand and led me back to the truck. As he started the engine, he turned to me with a confused expression. "You stopped on your own."
"What do you mean?"
"When you fed from that guy, you stopped on your own. I didn't have to make you."
"You thought you'd have to make me stop?"
"Yeah. I thought I was going to have to pry you off of him. What you did-" He shook his head. "It's kind of amazing."
Oh. Well.
He shook his head again before turning the truck around and driving back down the road.
I sat in stunned silence as we drove, pondering my new sex life. Since my mom was terminally ill for my teen years, I never went through the boy-crazy phase most girls go through. As an adult, I had a few flings, but never got close to anyone. Then I met Adam and suddenly I’m a nymphomaniac?What was it about him?
We drove for a while, then turned onto a paved road and started to see houses alongside the road. As we got closer to town, I saw the lights of a shopping center and the giant glowing sign of a Walmart. I tensed when Adam pulled into the turn-only lane.
“Why are we stopping?” I asked.
“You need clothes, among other things.”
He pulled into a parking spot and turned off the engine.
“This is a bad idea,” I said, clenching my hands into fists.
He turned to face me. “You’ve already fed tonight. Twice, if you count what you drank in the kitchen. So you shouldn’t feel the need to feed again. Plus, as I mentioned earlier, you have more self-control than I’ve ever seen in a newborn. You’ll be fine.”
“What if I act weird though? People will notice.”
Adam laughed. “Have you seen the type of people that shop at Walmart late at night? No one is going to pay any attention to you.”
I smiled nervously. “Okay.”
We walked towards the store hand in hand. Inside, Adam grabbed a cart, and we headed to the women’s clothing section. I was relieved to see that other than a couple of sleepy-looking cashiers, the store was basically empty.
“They’re closing in 35 minutes,” Adam said. “So you probably don’t have time to try a bunch of stuff on. You can always get a couple different sizes and just toss out what doesn’t fit.”
“Toss out?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “What, vampires don’t do returns?”
He gave me a wry look. “We try to limit our trips to the store as much as possible.”
