Depending on whom you ask, the lack of sex in the Twilight saga is either the essence of its appeal or its greatest flaw. If you’re squarely in the latter category, then you might want to turn to the new book The Sweetest Kiss: Ravishing Vampire Erotica, edited by D.K. King, to satisfy your blood lust. It contains all the naughty stuff that the Twilight vampires would probably be getting up to if Stephanie Meyer wasn’t so, you know, Mormon. Here’s a taster (sorry…) from one of the stories in the collection, “Red by Any Other Name” by Kathleen Bradean, which combines S&M and power play with vampire lovin':
“You came out in daylight,” I praise him.”It is possible,” he admits. He breathes calmly. My weight is nothing to him.
Maybe breathing is an affectation for a vampire. Why would the dead need air?
“Will you be okay?”
My concern triggers an alien response in his mind that I can’t fathom. Is he insulted or touched?
“I will not be completely comfortable until darkness falls, but I can endure it.”
I slap his bared cheek with my gloved hand. “Then take off the damn clothes, boy.”