Table Of ContentVampire Love and Lust 2
Appetite of a Vampire
“I don’t just want to have sex with you…I want to drink your blood.” Marty Williams is a female vampire,
but she is different. She suffers from amnesia and can’t remember how she became a vampire or the man
who turned her.
Marty meets four men to help her find the vampire she gave up being human for.
Barry West, an army veteran and maintenance man at the hospital where Marty works as a nurse.
Derrick Powers and Aaron Mason, two wealthy playboys on a road trip across the country who like to share
their women.
Dr. Owen Bradon, a young doctor on staff at the hospital where Marty works.
The five realize they will never stay together unless they can unravel the mystery surrounding Marty. In the
process of finding her past, Marty almost kills her lovers of the present with her appetite for drinking their
blood.
Genre: Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves
Length: 82,594 words
APPETITE OF A VAMPIRE
Vampire Love and Lust 2
Dani April
MENAGE AMOUR
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APPETITE OF A VAMPIRE
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APPETITE OF A VAMPIRE
Vampire Love and Lust 2
DANI APRIL
Copyright © 2012
Chapter One
Marty knew she was a misfit. She had come to the concert at the
amphitheater tonight to try and get away, but she didn’t fit in here with these
people. She didn’t fit in anywhere or with anyone.
Marty was lost. She barely knew who she was or what she was
doing. All she could focus on was her hunger. She was ravenous. Her appetite
knew no bounds. Yet she hadn’t eaten in days. She couldn’t remember the last
time she had eaten.
She didn’t know why she had come to the rap show tonight. The
group was playing on a small stage, and the outdoor amphitheater was packed
with several thousand people. Maybe it was the people she had come to be
around. Standing in the crowd, she felt less alone and less lost. Everyone around
her seemed happy and carefree. This took her mind off the nightmare she was
currently living through.
Or perhaps she thought she would meet him in the crowd tonight,
the one man she had been looking for her entire life. That one elusive man who
would take her from the terror of her life and make her world perfect again as it
had been in the past when she was a child. She didn’t know exactly what her
man looked like. All she knew was that he would be beautiful, and that when she
saw him for the first time she would recognize him without question.
The night air was warm and humid. The smell of spring was in the
air and of new beginnings, and Marty hated to be feeling such fear during this
magical time of the year. Everything in nature was being reborn, and she felt like
rolling up into a ball and dying.
Marty searched every male face she saw in the crowd. None of them
were that of her man. It made her sad to see that everyone at the concert seemed
to have someone they were with except for her. She had no one. She was all
alone.
She made eye contact with a surfer-type dude. He was muscular and
blond and wasn’t wearing a shirt. “I’d like to get her cute little ass into bed,” the
surfer dude thought, and Marty could hear each word as if they had been spoken
to her aloud. “I wonder if Denise would let me bring her back to our place.
Maybe we could get some three-way action going tonight.”
As Marty made her way closer to the surfer dude, his thoughts
become louder and clearer. Just then a girl who Marty assumed must have been
Denise stepped up next to him and put her arms around him. She said something
to him, but though she said it aloud, Marty couldn’t hear the words over the din
of the crowd.
Then suddenly, the internal dialogue of the girl was screaming
inside Marty’s head. “Mike has seen that little hottie over there. I’ve got to
distract him. Hopefully the little bitch will move away soon. I wonder why she
doesn’t have her boyfriend with her tonight. She sure looks like a strange one.”
The girl wrapped her arms around her boyfriend and gave him a kiss
on the lips. Then she brought his attention away from Marty and back toward the
rap group up on the stage.
Marty moved away from them quickly. She was hurt by the girl’s
words. But they hadn’t really been words at all. They had been her thoughts, and
Marty had read every one of them.
Marty moved through the crowd aimlessly, paying no attention to
the music up onstage. The speaker system was loud and the group’s lyrics
aggressive, but she heard it all only faintly, as if in the distance. Instead, the
constant thinking of other people hammered at her, becoming a deafening din
inside her brain.
“Why did I come out with Bob tonight? I would have rather been
with Anthony.”
“I’ve got to get up the courage to tell Jessica I’m gay.”
“I don’t want to go back home with Paul tonight. He might hit me
like he did last time.”
“No one at the office knows how much money I’ve stolen from them
this past year. I think I’m going to get away with it. They are all so dumb. They
won’t ever catch me.”
“I guess I shouldn’t be angry if Hal is cheating on me. After all, I
did sleep with his brother. I think it would actually make it easier on me if Hal
did cheat occasionally.”
The thoughts of many different people came to her all at once in a
kaleidoscope. They were all strangers to her, yet every time she heard them
think, she became more frightened. She willed their thoughts to go away, but
they just kept cascading through the thick night air toward her. She couldn’t stop
them. Everyone she looked at in the crowd was an open book to her.
Marty felt pure terror hearing all these voices inside her head. For a
moment, she considered that she might be going crazy and losing her mind.
Didn’t crazy people hear voices in their head, voices that were not real? If she
had been going crazy, that would explain everything that was happening in her
life and make it much easier to deal with. However, she couldn’t convince
herself of that. She knew each voice she heard was the real thoughts of another
person sharing the crowded space of the amphitheater with her.
She had to fight back the hysteria that was building inside of her.
She wanted to scream and run and push her way out of that crowd and back into
the blackness of the night from where she had come. She wanted to hide from
them all. Each and every person in the crowd was a potential enemy, capable of
doing her harm.
Coming out here to the concert tonight had been the worst idea of
all time. Far from solving the mystery that surrounded her life, the thoughts of
all these people had only served to intensify her terror, adding more confusion.
She knew less about herself than ever. Her name was Martha Williams, and she
was alone in the world, and other than snippets from her past before the
nightmare had begun, that was all she knew about herself. How the nightmare
had started in the first place was a complete mystery to her.
The food stands were set up behind the crowd, and she had made
her way to them through all the hostile voices of the people’s thoughts.
She felt so hungry, and it was her hunger that had led her out into
the night and to the concert. Now she could smell the hot dogs and hamburgers,
peanuts and pretzels on sale in the food kiosks. The nacho cheese was casting a
particularly strong odor in her direction. A vendor passed her, hawking cold beer.
The whiff of alcohol in the bottles he was selling flew inside her nostrils.
She found if she closed her eyes, the thoughts of the other people
stopped. The group performing onstage had taken most of the crowd back to
their seats. There were few people around the food stands. Marty was able to
step right up to the first one.
“What are you having?” The vendor behind the stand asked her.
“What’s wrong with this chick? She was walking around with her eyes closed. I
think she’s already had too much to drink.”
“The chips and cheese, please?” Marty asked the vendor. She had
looked directly into his eyes and couldn’t avoid his thoughts. “Don’t worry, I’m
not having anything to drink.”
The vendor gave her a strange look but apparently didn’t think
anything, because she heard nothing. He gave her what she asked for, and she
paid him. When she turned her back on him she could just make out his last
thoughts about her.
“That girl looks like a hippy. Doesn’t she know they haven’t been
around for forty years? I wonder if she’s on drugs.”
She took her nacho chips up to a table and set them down. The
vendor’s thought about forty years terrified her, because she realized that she
