Disclaimer:
This is a pure yarn. It is total fiction and several liberties have been taken. There is no sex really in the first part. Constructive criticisms always welcome.
Blood Summer Part 1:
I had just left school and I was doing a bikini modelling gig on a beach naturally when I met him the first time. I think he was the most gorgeous man I had ever met in my life to that point in time. I put him at no more than 24 or 25 years old, 6ft 3 inches or 4 inches tall, he had the saddest blackest eyes I think I had ever seen and he had long back wavy hair and 200llbs of rippling chiselled muscle. There was something darkly charismatic and dangerous about him.
I silently spoke to myself a wow when I saw him. He would be looking at me every time I looked in his direction. I couldn't decide if he was letching me or not but he was definitely staring. I had to approach him of course. I played the coquette as I always did when I caught dangerous looking and good looking men looking at me.
"Do I know you mister? You keep staring at me. It might not be good form to stare."
He smiled and gave me what I would consider a dangerous look.
"We do not know each other as would surely have remembered you even if I had the worst of hangovers but I never drink, well not alcohol at least. I would definitely remember you at a striking 5ft 9 maybe 10 inches tall, I think you come in at 35E-23-35 statistically and it is all real, you have deep dark eyes that a man could lose himself in and kiss me now lips and you have the most amazing long black hair, please don't cut it Viviana. You have an unusual but beautiful name for a beautiful girl."
I chewed my lip.
"You better not let my boyfriend hear you say that mister. He has big fists and big feet and a bigger temper and he is insanely jealous. How is it you know my name mister? Are you stalking me? Should I call security?"
He laughed.
"Of course he would be jealous. If I was him I would be as well. They all have big fists and big feet naturally. As to how I know your name well I would like to say that I can read minds at a distance of several yards but I can't. I happen to have hired the Agency that employs you for a month Viviana. I asked who you were and insisted that you be included on the list that will be going for a model shoot at the Castle Estate I own in eastern Romania in the Carpathians. I am building an eco tourist resort but an exclusive one.
I am not stalking you well not unless you want me to. I think that would be fun. You might want to call security though."
He was fast when he made his pass at me. I didn't exactly stop him and if anything as I kissed him back. I had a bad case of stampeding butterflies right round me after that. I was dumbfounded and stood frozen like the proverbial rabbit in car headlights. He made a second pass at me and I just sighed and kissed him back with a hunger and lust I had never known before. It was him that broke the carnal clinch.
He grinned.
"I am Count Arnyek Hold Sange Halhatatlan. My father was Hungarian and my mother Romanian. Viviana is a common name in Romania."
I was still struck dumb as the butterflies continued to stampede round me. He nodded with his head.
"I think that is one irate boyfriend coming to crunch me into the ground no doubt. He is just an above average photographer and graphic artist. It is the models that make him and not the other way about. He reminds me off an irritating summer insect. It has been a pleasure meeting you. We will meet again Viviana."
He was off in a flash or so it seemed and my boyfriend Peter was indeed irate.
"I saw that minx. You kissed him the bloody cheek of the bloke."
I sighed.
"Get a grip Peter. He kissed me and I liked it. He is a nice kisser. Don't get all jealous now as he is off to lord knows where. Oh and he is going to be paying your wages for a month at least and more so get a grip. You aint getting my pussy and nor is he. So settle down and don't be such an ass Peter. I think he could easily beat you to a pulp if he had a mind to."
Tara another model would distract him.
"Hey peeps I just heard we have a foreign shoot for a whole month and we get paid double as well. Oh and cash in hand tax free bonus for traveling to the back of beyond spooky vampire country."
Peter muttered something crude and I giggled.
"Calm down Peter. So he is a rich guy so what. It will buy that new camera gear you wanted wont it?"
I wouldn't forget that kiss or Arnyek in a hurry though. It had been electric. I kept looking for Arnyek but he had obviously left the scene. I was distracted for the rest of the shoot though.
Peter would have a dig later as he sat and watched an old horror film with Christopher Lee.
"Hey you know that guys name translated comes out as meaning something like the Immortal Blood of the Shadow Moon. There is something very dark and vampirish about the whole business. He appears out of nowhere and loaded. His folks die in some mysterious accident and he inherits the lot even the castle called Sange castle and that means Blood Castle peeps."
I laughed.
"There is only one thing wrong with your theory and that is he was walking about in the daylight and not sizzling and bursting into flames."
He scoffed.
"It is pretty good sun block he is wearing. It wasn't exactly midday either babe."
I sighed.
"Don't be so jealous Peter. I am not going to have sex with you ever if you keep that attitude up."
Tanya another girl in the flat giggled.
"He wants the one chick he can't have and we would spread them in a flash as well."
Peter asked if I wanted to got to the pub but I told him no and that I was going to have a shower and an early night as we had an early shoot in the morning and that he should skip the pub as well. I would give him a sloppy blow job and let him cum on my face and tits to placate him and he would lick me out and the whole time he was giving me cunny I was having a fantasy about Arnyek.