The Undead Kama Sutra by Mario Acevedo Read Free Book Online

enjoyed the sensation. I tried to scoop the sunlight. I cupped the palms of my warmed hands against my face. No more Dermablend. No more makeup. No more stares at my vampire complexion.
    Freedom.
    I wanted more sunlight and leaned away from the shadow. The warm beam pressed against my skin. I blinked uncomfortably. Carmen handed me a pair of sunglasses and I put them on.
    My skin soaked up the heat. “Do we sunburn?”
    “No one has yet,” Carmen replied. “Seems our rejuvenation powers counteract it.”
    “Is this permanent?”
    “Unfortunately, no,” Carmen replied. “Might last a few months or a few weeks. Depends on the vampire.”
    “And then what?”
    “You get another bite from our little friend, the spider.”
    I turned to let the sun kiss more of my body. At the present, putting up with the agony of another bite seemed worth it. “Does the Araneum know about this?”
    “There are a lot of things the Araneum doesn’t know,” Carmen said. “I’ll tell them when I’m ready.”
    “You’re the head of the Denver nidus. You have responsibilities.”
    “I head the nidus. I’m not a hall monitor.”
    I twirled my arms and laughed like a giddy child. “If the Araneum learns about this and that you’ve kept it from them,they’ll have a fit.” I, in turn, had secrets from the Araneum that I couldn’t reveal to Carmen. But at this moment I didn’t care. I only wanted to revel in my nakedness and share the exhilaration. I ran between the cabins. “Look at me.”
    No one appeared. I barged into a cabin. Nothing. I ran into another cabin. Again nothing. The resort was deserted.
    Disappointed, I trotted back to Carmen. Streaking time was over. I found a pair of beach trunks slung over a clothesline and slipped them on. I asked her, “Where is everyone?”
    “Antoine’s leading an Iyengar Yoga class on the other side of the island. Jolie’s teaching a kung-fu samba workshop.” Carmen flicked her hand to the dense brush. “The rest are here and there.”
    She waved that I follow her to another cabin. She opened a nylon briefcase on a table and pulled out a thick sheaf of paper bound with a rubber band. She handed the papers to me. “You asked about The Undead Kama Sutra ? Here it is.”

Chapter
8
    I hefted the manuscript. Finally, The Undead Kama Sutra ? “Is it true what I’ve read about this?”
    “What’s true?”
    “The psychic-healing part.”
    Carmen opened her mouth in an exaggerated “ah,” and nodded. She put on a sly smile. “I’m convinced that it is but I’m not sure how it works. I’m still doing field studies. The original work is centuries old. The last complete manuscript, in the Western world anyway, was destroyed when the library in Alexandria, Egypt, was burned. There’s rumor of a partial manuscript in the Vatican’s collection of forbidden texts.”
    I removed the rubber band from the manuscript. I flipped through pages of 12-pt. Courier marked with sticky notes, pencil scribblings, and yellow highlighter. Obviously, a workin progress. I stopped on page 26. A paragraph described a drawing of a vampire and chalice tangled together in a pose named “Monkey Laughs at Moon.”
    I didn’t know if I’d laugh having sex this way, but I would at least give a big smile.
    I flipped to another page and a pose of a vampire standing with two chalices intertwined tightly against her torso. The title: “Jade Tree Ecstasy.”
    I turned to another pose. This one startled me. “Feeding the Melon.”
    Carmen read over my shoulder. “Whadda ya think?”
    I rotated the page left and right. “Looks uncomfortable.”
    “It’s an advanced pose, for sure. You got to work into it.”
    “Who did your drawings?”
    “I did.” Carmen displayed her hands. “These digits can do more than spank naughty bottoms.”
    “Why are you writing this?”
    Carmen took the manuscript from me. “I’m convinced there is a supernatural component to lovemaking. Good sex can cure a lot of