The couple went as far as the end of the beach and they saw a cottage a few meters away. It was well lit inside and outside.
Irene looked at the cottage. "Who owned that cottage? It looks lovely!" she commented.
Brent smiled. "Sweetie, remember we are still dreaming. Since it is our dream, we owned everything on this island," he said, grinning in amusement.
Irene smiled. "Nice! Can we see the interior of the cottage?" she asked.
"Sure! Let's go inside," Brent replied and grabbed her hand.
The couple entered the cottage and explored the interior.
"Wow!" Irene's eyes shone brightly. "Why is there a Jacuzzi here in the middle of an island?" she asked in astonishment.
She walked to the bedroom and saw a comfy king-size bed with fluffy white pillows and a blanket that was soft to touch.
Then she left the bedroom and went to the small living room. She saw a fridge, she moved towards it and opened the door, inside are different kinds of delicious chocolates, biscuits, cold drinks and there's even a chocolate cake!
Wow! Fantastic!
"You can eat everything you see in the fridge, sweetie," Brent told her.
Irene picked up a chocolate and began munching on it.
"Do you like it?" Brent whispered in her ears.
Irene raised a brow. "Why did you ask?"
Brent smirked. "Because this is a good place to make love again," he said, smirking.
"Irene glared at him. "You are such a horny vampire!" she yelled into his face.
Brent erupted in laughter. "It's all your fault, sweetie," he said.
"Why is it my fault?" she asked.
"Because whenever you are near me, my body reacts violently and I want to devour you right away," he said as passion flashed in his eyes.
Irene rolled her eyes. "Here... make love to the chocolate!" she said and dropped the chocolate wrapper into his hands.
The chocolate wrapper fell to the floor. "Common, let's have one more round before we return to reality," he said, coaxing her, his eyes shimmering with lust.
Irene looked at him and saw the fire of desire leaping from his eyes.
Oh, no!
He's horny again! I have to leave this place! She bolted towards the door and left the house. She kept running on the beach without looking behind her back.
She felt tired and rested for a while, looking behind her she noticed that Brent didn't follow her! Good!
But when she starts walking again, he materialized in front of her and she collided into his hard muscle.
"I got you, sweetie!" Brent said, laughing hard. He picked her up effortlessly.
"Put me down!" she ordered angrily, wriggling, trying to free herself from his hold.
"No way! Let's make love again tonight, I'm feeling horny again," he said, holding her firmly in his arms.
In the blink of an eye, they found themselves inside the cottage, lying on the comfy king-size bed.
Brent was on top of Irene.
She sent daggers into his smiling eyes.
Brent chuckled. "You said no, but let's see after you feel my hands inside you again, you will be moaning for sure urging me to continue," he said, bragging his sexual expertise on her face.
Irene tried to push him away but failed. Brent's whole weight pressed her body to the bed. She can't get away from him.
She was about to protest again but his lips claimed her mouth crushing her lips into silence and submission.
Brent explored Irene's mouth with intense passion while grinding his arousal into her core.
Fire of desire shot through Irene's body, sending volts of pleasure to her senses.
Brent quickly removed her underwear from her legs.
Her whole body was burning with erotic pleasure the moment his hard arousal pierced through her silky fold.
"Ahhhhhmmmm..." A moan escaped her lips as she wrapped her legs around his buttocks encouraging him to pound her softness deeper.
He pounded her core in wild abandon.
"Harderrrrr pleaseee..." she said in a small voice.
Brent smiled. "I know you will love it, sweetie," he said, as he keeps assaulting her center with his steel-hard shaft, pounding her silky wall harder.
Irene dug her hands into the bed sheet as her head spun in ecstasy. "Ahhhhh ahhhhhhmmm so goooooood..."
Brent increased his pace, loving the look of pleasure on Irene's face. She truly enjoyed their lovemaking. He pummeled her silky wall nonstop, thrusting deeper inside her.
Irene's body was racked with intense pleasure, she was moaning loudly.
"Ahhhhh ahhhh"
"Ahhhhhhhhmmmm"
"Ahhhhmmmm ahhhhhhh," saliva was dripping on her mouth as her body undergoes a mind-blowing orgasm.
Brent on the other hand experienced another earth-shattering climax that lasted for a few seconds while he emptied his seeds inside her.
The couple's consciousness was suspended in time as they soared high up in the sky.
Gradually the pleasure faded and Brent crumbled on the bed beside Irene.
Irene stared at the ceiling, marveling at how pleasurable her lovemaking is with the vampire. She glanced at him, his eyes were closed.
She was comforted with the knowledge that all these are just part of a dream and not happening in real life.
Was Brent trying to show her how good they are together in bed? By subjecting her to a series of pleasurable lovemaking in her dreams. Was he trying to convince her that loving him is not bad at all? Was this his intention?
She bit her lips and sighed heavily. The golden nuggets and this horny vampire beside her are one hell of a package. But how can she bring herself to love a vampire when it's against her will?
Damn! Her body even betrayed her! So annoying, the way she moaned loudly while he repeatedly pounded her core with his hard arousal, ugh! So shameless of her!
Brent heard Irene's deep sighing. His eyes flew wide open and looked at her. "What's wrong, sweetie?" he asked worriedly. "Did I fail to satisfy you with my performance on our second round?" he asked naughtily.
Irene rolled her eyes. "Don't tease me!" she said irritably.
It's now Brent's turn to sigh. "Tell me what's wrong? Do you want a third round?" he asked, grinning broadly.
"Third round my ass! My core is already sore!" Irene glared at him in annoyance and kicked him hard, sending him to the floor.
Brent fell to the floor, laughing hard in amusement.
Irene took a deep breath and gathered her clothes from the floor, donning them one by one.
She walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"I'm going swimming in the sea, don't follow me!" she replied and exited the door, wanting to get rid of Brent's scent from her body by swimming.
Brent stood up and followed Irene outside, he saw her wading into the dark calm ocean, he followed suit.
Irene felt his presence behind her. Annoyed, she turned around and faced him. "Why did you follow me?"
"I want to swim in the water too. I want to accompany you..." he replied, reaching for her hand.
Irene avoided his hand and swam away.
Brent sighed, shaking his head in annoyance. After she enjoyed making love to him she's now giving him a cold shoulder as if their fabulous physical chemistry doesn't matter to her at all.
Irene is lucky, he likes her so much and he's willing to give her enough time to accept him.
Giving her a taste of what her life is going to be by his side is one way of getting closer to her in a step by step process.
He wants Irene to know that he is a complete package. He is good looking, wealthy, and he can give her security and protection. Above all, he can give her immortality which humans can never have.