Sexual Healing

By Kasssanna

*** A short story***
A virus has broken out and is running rampant through the vampire colonies.
Rebecca is tasked with locating a virologist that could help her kindred scientist find a cure. She has found the one man that can help them, but it may be too late.

The human body has always enthralled Damian Micheals. He's more than a little interested when a mocha beauty burst through the doors of his lab asking for his help. Of course, he's willing to hear her out, until she tells him her tale.
To bask in her beauty isn't worth the price of putting up with her insanity.

Vampires do not exist.
Until he is attacked. It’s a race against time to find a cure that would save her people and keep those infected from preying on his. All it may take is a little sexual healing.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kasssanna
• Release date: Oct 3, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463062302

Kasssanna

Kassanna is a strong believer in love at first sight and happily ever afters. After meeting her husband in November and marrying him three months later in February the two have survived and mostly enjoyed every adventure life has thrown their way. Ten years, two children, a couple of dogs and a wild turkey that came out the woods and somehow adopted them - later- the adventure continues.Writing has always been her passion but fate sometimes has other roads that must first be taken . Navigating the road less traveled was not only unexpected but in the end extremely rewarding. Her books are mainly contemporary romance but she has delved into the paranormal and plans on expanding into other areas as the ideas come to her. Right now she is enjoying life and seeing her work come into fruition make it that much more pleasurable especially when her books make others smile. Kassanna wouldn't have it any other way.

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Sexual Healing

BY

Kassanna

*****

Copyright © Nov 2012, Kassanna

Cover art by C.V.A Dwight Copyright © Oct 2018

This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this novel are fictitious or used fictitiously. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form.

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Chapter One

Moans rent the air as those who were her once friends and comrades fed off each other while in an orgy of blood and sex. Flying through the passageways, the sight that greeted Rebecca in the main hall of their underground lair caused her stomach to lurch. Bodies were twisted around each other in various sexual positions and rich, fragrant blood flowed everywhere. Streaks of red coated the bodies the vampires copulating and covered the walls and floor of the room.

Instantly, the hunter in her was triggered. Canines descend from her gums and warm cream flowed along the folds in her pussy as the change consumed her. Her mouth watered.

She rammed down the urge to jump into the melee of writhing, naked figures. Sweat trickled down her temples as she fought against her nature and urgency took over. She had to maintain control. Somewhere in the lair, Omyron was working frantically to find a cure or at least slow down the virus that claimed half of the vampire population. Even infected, he had to be. He was too old and strong to give in to the base desires that sickness invoked. She hadn’t prayed in four hundred years but she found herself doing just that as she carefully crossed the undulating forms with her weapons drawn, just in case.

One bite from an infected vamp, an exchange of bodily fluids, and she’d be one of them, going mad from her constant needs for blood and sex. She made it to hall that lead to Omyron’s quarters unchallenged when she was tackled from behind. The rock floor rose up to meet her body with a thud that knocked the air from her lungs. The knives she held slipped from her grasp and skittered across the surface of the stone floor. Dulled edges scrubbed Rebecca’s legs as she scrambled to get out from under her attacker. Sharp talons scraped the back of her neck as her assailant tried to get his hands around her throat. They rolled and she threw her elbows back, connecting with his ribcage.

Deep grunts rained down around her with each blow she landed. In a desperate move, she rammed her head back and slammed into his. His grip loosened enough for her to get from under her attacker. Free from his grasp, she scurried forward and spun on her knee to peer up into the crimson eyes of an infected Omyron, the clan’s master vampire. Oh baby. Now, this was some serious bullshit. Rebecca pushed a