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The Fearless Vampire, Part 4
By Poison Ivan



By Poison Ivan

_Warning! The following work of fiction contains 
descriptions of sexual activity between vampires and humans. It also 
contains scenes of extreme violence. If you are under the age of 18, 
this story is not for you._

Darlene can't keep still, she paces back and forth, her
hands flinging into the air as she talks.  "I'll go get us
clothes, we'll go out to a club, and we'll find you two
beautiful humans," she says, her black eyes flashing.  "With
your blonde hair, we'll dress you in black."  I don't
understand this fuss over clothes.  I only want to sink my
fingers into the chest of a human and take her life force.
I only want to go after the whore.  But Darlene says no.
"She was nothing," she says.  "Your first kill should be
special.  The whore has no power.  You feel the hunger, but
you can not imagine the power of rich blood."

She dashes off to steal clothes, leaving me alone.
Alone.  I don't like being alone.  Maybe I should go out,
now, before Darlene gets back.  I could go after the whore
by myself.  But I am not sure, there are things I don't
understand, and I am not sure.  This feeling of people
crowding around me makes me feel claustrophobic.  Can
Darlene tell me how to make it stop?  I don't like it.  The
air is thick with them.

Besides, could I even find the whore?  She has a ten
minute head start, she could be anywhere.  How could I
possibly find her?  But I can't believe this will be a
problem.  I am sure I could find her.  This feeling of
people surrounding me, I think they are real people.  And I
think one of them is the young whore.  I only need to figure
out which one is her.

I pick through the ghost-like images, and they begin to
show as individual beings.

The door slams open and Darlene strides right on in, her
arms full of clothes stolen from a department store and she
dumps the pile on the table.  For me, everything is black
leather--a tight, lace-up top, a short skirt, thong panties,
and very high heels.  She has stolen a purple outfit for
herself, a short dress with matching pumps.  Her enthusiasm
escalates, but I am annoyed.  I want to get on with it.  I
want to go out and get the humans, and I want to get them
now.

Even more annoying, these clothes do not fit my perfect
new body.  I must narrow my hips for the skirt and shorten
my feet for the shoes.  Why do we need these things?  When
the humans are dead, will they care about our clothes?  I
look at Darlene as she wiggles into the little purple dress,
and my disgust grows.  She is superficial.  Her excitement
is stupid and pathetic.  And I realize now, for sure, that
she is not strong.

I could kill her, I know now for sure, I could kill her.
If I wanted, she would be dead in my hands.  All I need to
do is catch her, break open her ribs, feel her heart in my
powerful grasp.  Pop.  One dead beautiful monster.  She can
not stop me.

But there is no reason.  No reason to kill her at all.
Except she annoys me.  Annoys me with the waiting and the
clothes and the stupid excitement.

But we only have a few more minutes to wait.  "We'll go
when the crowds are biggest," Darlene says.  "We'll take the
pick of the lot."

I am not so sure, and all I know is maybe Darlene knows
more than I do.  So I must trust her.  But my confidence is
shrinking.  I could go out on my own, it would not be
impossible.  I do not _need_ Darlene.  In fact, her weakness
may be a hindrance.

She looks me over one last time.  "You are a rare
beauty," she whispers.  "Every eye in the place will be on
you.  Everyone will want you."  She looks deep into my eyes,
Darlene's black eyes, and she runs her thumb over my lips,
and excitement shivers through me.  Yes, of course they will
all want me.  I am the most desirable creature on Earth!

Darlene smiles.  "Let's go."

Finally it is time, we leave the apartment and walk down
the stairs out onto the street.  We stand on the sidewalk,
under the streetlight like a couple of hookers, and I can
feel the presence of humans again, a cacophony, they are
stronger now, they are out and about and I can feel their
souls in my gut.  It's almost like they are touching me!  I
spin around looking for them but they are not there, not
where I can see them, I can not figure out where the humans
are.  I feel them, but where are they?  I feel dizzy and
confused.  Darlene grabs my hand and kisses it.  "It's O.K.,
baby," she says.  "You'll get used to it."  Get used to
what?  This feeling of people all around me?  The
uncomfortable pain in my stomach?  I hate her!  Why is she
such an idiot?  Why doesn't she explain this to me?

"Listen to me," Darlene whispers, but I hear her voice
loud in my head.  I stop looking for the invisible souls and
look her in the eye.  Then she talks to me without moving
her lips.  _Can you hear me?_ she says, her voice prying
inside my head.

Another amazing thing!  I can hear her!  I nod, I am
delighted!  What is this, mental telepathy or something?
_Do not let the humans know what we are.  They can't hear
us if we don't want them to hear us.  Do you understand?_

I laugh.  She is so _serious!_

But she does not even crack a smile.  _Speak to me_, she
says.  _Try it_.

O.K., this should be no problem, I know exactly how this
works.  I turn to her, look her dead in the eye.  _Knock
knock_, I send into Darlene's head.

A moment of nothing, and then she grins.  "Who's there?"
she says out loud.

This is wonderful!  I laugh, and I grab her and kiss her
and I _love_ the way her lips feel and I want to make love
to her, make love to her right now on the street, feel her
hot breath on my naked skin.  I send thoughts into her head,
thoughts of love and sex.  I hold her head and rub her ears
and neck with my thumbs, and I can feel her excitement, she
is excited at my touch, and her kiss is soft and sweet and I
imagine us rolling naked on the sidewalk, our intimate
places exposed to any passer-by.

_Later, baby_, she tells me through the kiss, _after we
kill the humans, we will make love, and it will be the most
glorious thing in the universe!_

Oh, she is excited, she is very horny, I can tell, and I
am all greasy wet and I can't wait now, I can't wait to
destroy the bodies of humans and suck up their hot blood and
use the power to make love to my beautiful Darlene.  She
backs out of my embrace, an evil grin painting her lovely
face.  Murder!  She sends me thoughts of murder!

My mouth is full of saliva, I swallow, the invisible
people crowding around aren't so bad, not so bad, really.
Darlene holds my hand and we take a step together down the
street, then we walk faster, faster, and we are soon
speeding down the street, rushing past storefronts so fast I
can barely see them.  The people, only the real people we
pass seem to register, they are live fiery coals, glowing
with a rich pungent scent.  The yearning in my belly
heightens as we approach each one, but the ache in my heart
returns as we slip past.  "Where are we going?" I ask.  I
think we should stop, look at these humans we pass by.  I
can't believe we move so _fast!_  _You'll see_, Darlene
tells me, and she laughs.  A laughing matter.  She thinks
these aches and these hungers are a laughing matter!

We finally turn a corner and there is a crowd in the
street, waiting at the door to a club.  I have been here
before, I recognize the place, but it looks so different!
The building is so drab and lifeless, I remember it as
something colorful and exciting!  What has happened to it?

But the humans, _wow!_  There are maybe twenty of them
milling around outside and my stomach growls.  About a third
of them are women, all dressed up and ready to dance.  The
rest are men, a few of them with girlfriends, some alone,
some paired with other men.  A big man in a gray suit is at
the door collecting cover charges.

One man in the crowd catches my attention.  He is not
much to look at, actually, but he's bright and healthy and
exudes a heat I can sense from clear across the street.  He
is alone and works his way up through the line to the door.
He is lovely!  He and the bouncer exchange a few words, and
I strain my ears to hear, but all the noises are
overwhelming, I can't pick up the exchange.

And the man throws up his hands and I feel a flash of
heat.  He is angry!  I can feel his anger, it hits me in the
breastbone.  The aura of anger whips around him.  Their
voices rise and maybe they will fight?  I look at Darlene
and she stands transfixed, watching the two men.

Finally the man peels off and walks away, alone,
muttering curses under his breath.  I can see the anger
swirl around him, a flame ready to burn anyone close by, he
is practically burning up.  And he is luscious, truly
luscious!  I know his blood is hot and sweet and strong.

I look to Darlene.  _What do we do now?_  I want to go
after the man and kill him.  Right now.  Darlene watches for
a moment, then shakes her head.  _Look at him_, she says,
_look at him carefully_.  I turn back to the figure clicking
alone down the street.  I don't understand what Darlene is
talking about.  He is wonderful!  I know what she meant
earlier, now, about the whore.  She was nothing compared to
this specimen!  I know the taste of this man's blood will
send me to heights I can barely imagine.  Look, I am
trembling!

_Look at his cock_, Darlene says.

But I can't see his cock, he is wearing pants!
_Concentrate, Virginia_.  _You can see anything if you
concentrate_.

I look at him and concentrate, and of course Darlene is
right, I can see right into him, right through him.  I can
see his muscles and bones and lungs and heart.  I can see
the strong pulses of angry blood throbbing in his arteries.
A little adrenaline is in him, and he is edgy and tense and
poised.

And I look at his penis, his short, thin shaft nestled
into jockey shorts.  And his little oblong testicles hanging
in their sacs.

_See how small it is?_ Darlene says.  It is true, he is
not the biggest man I have ever seen.  But so what?  _Do you
really want to fuck him?_ Darlene says.  _Would you want to
fuck a man with a little dick like that?_  She reaches up
under my skirt grabs me in the crotch and a jolt of pleasure
rips through me.  _Doesn't this perfect cunt deserve more
than that?_

My cunt let loose a flood of lubrication.  Darlene
presses her fingers up through my leather panties into my
slot.  I'm shaking!  "We are sexual beasts, Virginia," she
whispers into my ear, her breath moist and warm.  "You feel
the urge to kill, but killing isn't everything."  She rubs
my panties around over my clitoris, oh God, just a little
harder, Darlene, just a little harder!

"You also need sex, baby.  Look at him."  I watch him,
his little dangle shrunken up against his body.  "Can he
please you?  Is he enough of a man for you?"

He turns the corner and he's gone.  His beautiful strong
blood, gone from my sight and I cry out.  Oh, this is
terrible!  I understand Darlene's words, but I never dreamed
this would be my lot in life!  To yearn after an exquisite
creature as he and not be allowed to have him!  The tears
well up.  "It's alright, baby," Darlene whispers.  "There
will be better inside."

Tears trickle down my cheeks, Darlene wipes them away.
She is so sweet and lovely.  I try to find the man's image
through the building, I can't find it, my body feels awful
and heavy.

But Darlene guides me forward, a pressure on my back.  We
cross the street and move towards the front door.  My
beautiful man is lost, my aching heart, I turn to the door,
I recognize the bouncer, I have seen him before, and I know
we will have no problem getting in.  One last look at my
lost man.  And now the bouncer, back to reality.  I take a
deep breath.  A little flirting, and he will let you right
in.

But Darlene doesn't even pay him any attention.  She
holds my hand and we slip along and it's like they don't
even see us, we turn to the side and slip right on by, right
into the club, as if they didn't even know we were there.

And it is glorious inside!  Dark and stinking of humans
and their blood and their bodily secretions.  Sweat and
testosterone and poised genitals.  Dancing bodies teasing
one another with sexual innuendo.  Loud music making verbal
conversation almost impossible, and so the humans are
physical, and they dance!  Alcohol and sneaked marijuana
loosening inhibitions.  And there is too much to take in!
It feels like one hundred degrees in here!  My head reels
with it all, I turn one way then the other, I try to
concentrate on one human but there are too many of them!  I
could throw myself into the throng, feel their bodies bump
against mine!  Feel their heat and lust all over me!

Two men, pathetic jackals, make a beeline for us.
Darlene ignores them, she scans the crowd.  "Can we buy you
ladies a drink?" one says, a leering smile on his face.  The
man is practically impotent, and his heart is weak.  His
friend is worse, an anemic excuse of a man.  "No, thank
you," I tell him.  Darlene looks at the sound of my voice,
notices them for the first time.  "Ignore them," she sneers.
"They are worms."

I step away, trying again to feel the crowd, but all the
people are overwhelming, I feel like I'm being smothered, a
thick heat everywhere.  The worms were not put off by
Darlene's insult.  "Come on, ladies, give us a chance," one
says.  I turn my back but he grabs my elbow.  Fury boils up
in me.  _How dare he touch me!_  I turn on them, and I tower
over them and bare my soul to them.  Their feeble lust
evaporates and an acid fear emanates from them.  _See me how
I am!_ I tell them and a terror blasts through them,
adrenaline gushes into their blood stream, and they scatter
in opposite directions, like cockroaches in the light.
Touch me!  I go after one as he dashes off through the
throngs, trying to hide, but his fear is a beacon to me.  It
is a glowing path for me to follow.  _I see you_, I call out
to him.  _When I catch you, I will kill you!_

He scrambles back into the corner.  I stalk after him,
and the people part before me.  I know exactly where he is
going, and there is no escaping from me.  The last of the
crowd moves away, he's cowering on the floor, staring 
wide-eyed at my approach.  I stand over him, his terror is so
great that I laugh.  _Are you ready to die?_ I taunt him.

He's crying, babbling like a pathetic baby.  It will be a
pleasure to destroy him.  I take a step forward and bare my
teeth and he screams.

Someone grabs my arm.  I whirl on the intruder, prepared
to strike her down, but Darlene backs quickly away.  Rage
boils up, how dare she touch me!  How dare anyone touch me!
Darlene may be strong, but I am much stronger!  I could kill
her, I know it!  She knows that _I_ am the most powerful!  I
step towards her, ready to tear her body to pieces.

"He is not worth it," she tells me, her voice is soft but
the words penetrate.  She is speaking to me, in voice and
thoughts.  But her touch can not go unpunished.  "Do you
want this bug to be your first kill?" she says.  "You are
glorious!  You are powerful!  Do not settle for that scum."

I can not believe Darlene would dare to stand in my way!
I could strike her down, kill her on the spot!  She stares
into my eyes, telling me things.  I lift my arms to strike
her, but I can't bring them down, I can't attack her, and
her words sink in, finally, I think I know what she means.
The man, she is right, he _is_ a worm.  My first kill
_should_ be special.  I drop my arms to my side, and Darlene
exhales sharply.  I look back at the sniveling coward.  He
has felt every word, I can read it on his mind.  His blood
gushes in his veins, his meager heart booms in his chest.
His life may be spared for now, but I must teach him a
lesson.  I go to him and lift him up by his lapels.  He
bawls and I lift him clear off the ground.  _Look at me_, I
demand, and his tear-streaked face turns up to meet my eyes.
His eyes fill with terror, urine runs down his legs, and I
smile at him, showing him my teeth.  _I will kill you_.  _I
will hunt you down and eat your heart_.  And I kiss his
shaking lips while he squirms to get free, but he is no
match for my awesome strength.  I stop kissing him and
laugh, and drop him to the floor.  He slips around in a
puddle of his own piss.  _I can smell you_, I tell him.  _I
can track you_.  _You can't hide_.  _I will find you and
torture you and kill you_.  _Be sure, your death will be
very slow and very painful._

He hides his face in his shaking hands.  I turn my back
and he scurries off like a rodent.  I will get him later.  I
need to find Darlene now, she is easy to spot, I find her at
the edge dance floor, looking into the dancing humans.

_Look_, Darlene says as I stand by her side.  She is
looking into the dancers, at a woman, and--oh!  She is
exquisite!  I can tell from here, she is an incredible
thing, I can smell her, her luscious blood, and there is
something about it that makes my head spin!  Her midriff is
bare, her long brown hair whips back and forth, she's
dancing and sweating and she is very horny.  I concentrate
on her, there is something incredible about her body,
something--ah yes!  Of course!  She is ovulating!  She is at
the height of her fertility.  Her body yearns for sex,
hormones coursing through her blood drive her nearly mad
with lust.

The object of her lust is a man, a big, strapping man,
with his enormous, powerful heart thudding in his chest.
His body is big and powerful, and he's very nice, his blood
is rich, but not as rich as hers.  I look at Darlene, but
she just stares, and I remember the man outside we had to
let go.  I check the man's cock, just to make sure, and it
is huge, I can tell, thick and heavy and hot between his
thighs.  They dance together, their minds on sex, their
sweat cooling their skin, their lust heating their blood.

The song ends and they hug and whisper and move apart.
They sit down together at a table, closely, their knees
bumping against each other, holding hands.  I stare while
Darlene clears the table next to them, and we sit down.
They are so close my stomach aches.  _What do we do now?_ I
ask.  I am excited, very excited.  My cunt is all sticky wet
and my stomach gurgles with hunger.  Her skin, even her skin
excites me!  Warm and moist and sensitive.

_Use your power on them_, Darlene says, _excite them._
_Make them want each other._

But I don't know how.  What do I do?  Do I send them my
thoughts?  Surely not!  Darlene leans close and whispers in
my ear.  "Can you feel the lust inside you?  Do you feel
it?"  I feel it.  Of course I feel it, it's everything
inside me, a thick cloud enriching my blood.  I nod.
"Gather it up, concentrate it."

Yes, I think that is something I can do.  I concentrate
on myself, on the passion within me.  It is a physical
thing, my lust, I can sense it, control it.  It rushes into
my heart and yes, I feel it!  My heart trembles and expands
and fills with it.  I feel the vibration in my chest.

"Now see them," Darlene breathes in my ear.  "See them,
and see their minds."  They are there just a few feet away,
and I can peer right inside them.  They are thinking of sex,
they are already thinking of sex!

"Now, cast your lust into them.  From your heart and
right into them."  And I think I know what she means.  My
lust is sitting in my heart waiting to be used.  I exhale
and with a flick of my mind I toss it towards them, and I
see them change!  I see the change in them!  They feel
surprised and horny.  They lean together and kiss lightly.

I can use my lust on them, my powerful lust, and I give
them all I have, fill their heads with all the lust in my
heart.  I will fill their minds to bursting with it!  I send
the flood over, but they stop kissing.  They received it but
they turn away from each other, look right at me, their eyes
wide with surprise.

Darlene puts her hand on the back of my neck and pulls me
to her and kisses me, her lips working on mine.  _Too
strong, baby_, she says, a laugh in her thoughts.  _Too
strong._

They see us and they smile at our passion, and he kisses
the girl's hand.  _Lesbians_, they think.  We are a novelty.
Darlene's body trembles, strong and incredible, and I want
her, I want her more and we kiss heavily, and I am
distracted from the boy and girl, and Darlene grabs my
breasts and my excitement throbs and I grab her, pull her
close, our hands feel up our gorgeous bodies, but I still
sense them, they do not leave the forefront of my thoughts,
and they make quiet plans to leave.

They stand up, gather their things, and Darlene and I
stop kissing and we watch them go, and once they are out the
door we leap into action.  Darlene drags me up and we are
out on the street, and the couple is there, they are walking
together, her arm twisted around his.  She leans close to
him, her hip and shoulder brushing against him.  They do not
talk.

We follow them for a while, sticking to the shadows.
They are so horny.  She wants to kiss him and touch his
chest.  He is a little drunk and can't believe his luck.

Darlene has discovered where they are going, to the
girl's apartment, and we flitter ahead through the shadows
like swallows and we soon find ourselves at her apartment
building.  There are dozens of rooms, which one is hers?  We
scan them from the outside, searching for some sign of her
presence, but she is not here yet and her scent is not
strong enough to be seen through the other people in the
building.  My frustration builds.  I want to go back and
find her, kill her on the street.  I look down the road,
where they will be coming from soon.

"There," Darlene says, excitement in her voice.  She nods
towards a window, and--oh!--I can feel it, I can feel it
too!  It is unmistakable.  Her apartment.  Her odor is still
in it.  I can imagine her there, dressing, putting on
makeup, napping.  And I can feel her masturbating in there
just the day before, lying on her belly with her palm
between her legs, her lovely bottom thrust up in the air.

We scramble up the outer wall, my fingers strong between
the bricks, and Darlene forces the window open and we jump
inside.  It is dark and cool and I can't wait for them to
arrive.  The girl's smell is everywhere, the smell of her
sweat and lust and urine.  Images flood my mind.  I see her
pissing on the toilet, I see her drinking red wine, I see
her reading a trashy novel, I see her exercising to an
aerobics tape.  I look in her bedroom, at the messed up bed.
She sleeps naked, and I lie down in her tousled sheets, rub
my nose in the linen.  I see her naked body arching as she
rubs near her clitoris, a hard, circular caress.  I smell
her sweat and sex in the sheets.  My cunt throbs.

I want them here, I want to have them here right away,
how many more minutes do I have to wait?  I get off the bed
and go back into the living room.  Darlene is there, and she
is anxious too, I can feel it in her, she is all hot and
aroused, her skin prickling.  _What do we do when they get
here?_ I ask her.  It is all I can do to keep from kissing
her, I want to make love to Darlene so badly.  _We fuck
them, and then we kill them, we drink their blood, and then
we eat their hearts_, Darlene says.

Fuck them and kill them!  I can't stand it any more and I
grab Darlene, gather her up in my arms and lift her off her
feet and bury my face between her heavy tits.  She squeals
and I tear at her dress with my teeth, biting and ripping
with savage twist of my head.  Her naked tits envelop my
face and I hold her to my face and kiss them, suck the big
rubbery nipples.  She coos encouragement and runs her hands
through my hair.

But I need more.  I toss her down on the ground and jump
on her.  Her purple outfit shreds in my hands as I search
out her sticky cunt and drive four fingers deep inside her.
My mouth goes to her neck and I feel her hot breath on my
ear, her fingernails rip through the leather of my skirt,
they rake across my bare ass, and I sink my teeth deep into
the soft flesh of her neck.  Her blood floods my mouth and I
chew the flesh between my teeth, and Darlene cries out in
ecstasy as her body shudders.  I swallow big mouthfuls of
her blood and work my whole fist in her cunt.  She rakes my
ass with her fingernails, ripping my flesh, and then her
finger spears my anus.

The finger in my ass and her blood filling my mouth send
me over, my body arches up and I yell out.  Darlene's cunt
clutches repeatedly around my fist, and my own cunt thrills
with its savage convulsions.  I ride my orgasm long and
hard, clinching my anus to prolong the pleasure of it all.

I'm coming down, my thighs shake--oh!--I feel them!  I'm
in the final throes of my climax, and I feel the boy and
girl, they are close, they are on their way!  They are in
the building, and Darlene feels them too, they are coming
and we need to get ready fast.  I rush around cleaning up
our blood, and Darlene works at healing her deep neck wound.
I'm trembling.  Darlene is trembling.  Our clothes are in
shreds and Darlene hides the ruins behind the couch.

They have reached this floor, and they are walking down
the hallway.  Darlene reminds me of the bloody scratches on
my ass and I thank her, concentrate on them and feel the
deep tears heat up and heal over.  My sex honey overflows my
cunt and dribbles down my thighs.

They are here, I can feel them right outside the door,
and they are kissing and groping one another and are so
desperate they can barely wait to get inside.  My heart
pounds and I can even hear Darlene's heart pounding.  The
hunger in Darlene's eyes is frightening.  There's a rattle
of keys in the door but they boy distracts the girl,
grabbing her tits, and she giggles and drops them.  Come on
come on, get on with it, I am trembling, I don't know if I
have ever felt this nervous.

The door finally flings open and they tumble inside.
They are so horny they seem to glow in the dark and they
kiss frantically as soon as the door swings shut.  But they
sense us, they sense our presence, and they stop and look
around.  The light flicks on.  Oh, God, I can feel their sex
organs, her cunt is all wet and swollen, and his cock is
hugely erect, enormous with blood.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" she says.  The
excitement is still in her voice, and she's more annoyed
than afraid.  She wonders why there are two naked women in
her apartment.

I use my power to call out to her.  _I love you_, I tell
her, _I want to make love to you, I want to hold you and
kiss you and make love to you_.  Darlene follows my cue and
works the boy, telling him crude, nasty things.  His cock is
absurdly large in his pants, straining against his zipper.

I fill the girl's head with lustful loving thoughts and
there is a threshold I finally reach, and she gives in.
It's like her mind breaks and she is mine, and I know she is
mine, and she wants nothing more than to be mine.  Her face
opens up, she looks me in the eyes.  She breathes in deep
and I can feel my scent filling her lungs and her lust
bubbles up.

Darlene's thoughts enter my head, _now kiss me_, she
tells me, and I turn to Darlene and we hug close, our naked
bodies pressing together, and we kiss hard.  She sinks two
stiff fingers into my cunt and I open up for her and she
fucks me, slowly, in and out.  I grab her nipples and twist
them hard and she groans into my hungry mouth.

I feel hands on my back, it is the girl's hands, and she
touches me, stroking up and down my back and tenderly
cupping my ass.  The boy has removed his shirt and is behind
Darlene, rubbing his chest against Darlene's back, his hands
on her thighs, feathery strokes up and down.  The humans are
too soft.  Darlene crams her hand hard up into my cunt.  We
are monsters, strong monsters, and I let myself go.  I bite
Darlene's tongue, hard, try to rip it out of her mouth with
my teeth.  Darlene laughs, and lets me bite into her tongue
but not all the way through.  Her blood floods into my
mouth.  I sink my fingernails deep into the flesh of her
tits.

I am hurting her, and Darlene is delighted.  She fights
back hard, our bodies buck violently, she pinches my clit
between strong fingers.  The pleasure-pain shoots through
me, and the violence of our love spurs on the humans.  The
girl rubs me harder, squeezing and pinching my ass and
pressing her shaking body against me.  I love it, I want to
make love to the girl, and I pry myself out of Darlene's
powerful grasp.

The girl is all over me, throws herself into my arms.
She feels frail, but her passion is unmistakable.  I pull
her against me and squeeze her tight.  She grunts as the air
leaves her lungs and she lifts her head back to expose her
neck to me.  Oh, Lord, the look of that slender neck, and
the big veins pulsing with her blood.  My mouth fills with
saliva.

I rip at her top, fabric shreds and buttons pop and her
frilly little bra tears away and her firm little tits with
big swollen nipples fall out and I go for those nipples, put
my mouth wide over one and suck it hard.  She gasps as I
suck and roll my tongue over it, squeezing it with my lips.
Her body arches into me, and I can feel her heart just
inches away, thudding loudly, I can feel its strength
pulsing in my head.

Darlene is all over the boy, I can see them out of the
corner of my eye, Darlene's excitement is overpowering, I
can feel it in my sternum, like a punch in the chest.  I
take my mouth off the girl's tit and watch Darlene.  She
yanks off the boy's pants and his huge erection springs
free.

I can't help myself, I'm drawn to it, it's so big and
bursting with blood, those gorgeous veins decorating the
surface, the skin discolored with the volume of blood.  I
let go of the girl, her fingers caress my legs as I pull
away, and Darlene backs away from the boy with a smile.  The
two of them watch together as I approach the boy, as I
gather his cock up in my nervous hands.  I can feel the
blood in it, so much beautiful blood, and it is so
incredibly beautiful.  I want to feel it in my mouth, to
feel that blood-gorged beauty in my mouth.  I lower my head
and wrap my lips around the rubber-hard head.

Ah!  It is incredible, all that blood-filled skin filling
my mouth, it is so hot and luscious and I suck him in, take
him as far as I can until my whole mouth is filled with this
straining organ.  He groans as I suck and pump him up and
down, and I can feel the blood everywhere, just under the
surface, filling up the spongy flesh, just a millimeter away
from my lips and tongue.  I swallow him down my throat and
he sighs with pleasure and I feel my orgasm building and the
girl, bless her heart, runs her fingertips over my sensitive
clitoris and my body explodes.

It takes every last ounce of strength to keep from biting
his luscious cock clean off and drinking down the glorious
blood, but I hold off while the spasms surge through me.
The boy is close to cumming himself, he's panting and
sweating and I shove my finger up his ass and wiggle in to
find his prostate.  His body goes rigid and I am about to
receive his semen in my mouth, and my body tenses with
excitement--I am about to receive his semen in my mouth!  I
was so wrapped up in the thoughts of blood I had forgotten
about semen!  I suck harder, give me your seed!  And his
muscles spasm, and a flood of it enters my mouth, hot,
thick, his life fluid, and I roll it around in my mouth and
he spurts again, and I swallow it and--oh!--

A torrid heat scalds my throat, it burns all the way down
like an acid, painful burning in my throat and now in my
stomach and I suck harder and he spurts again and I swallow
again and the heat burns my throat again and my stomach is
lurching and churning the hot cum and he spurts again and
painful jabbing heat radiates out into my body and again
he's flooding my mouth and I swallow and the flaming in my
esophagus and belly is killing me, it's killing me, but I
can't stop, I suck his rigid cock and another burst of cum
fills my mouth and I press his prostate and suck hard and he
groans and spurts one last shot of cum and I swallow it all
down and the heat is coursing through me pumping through my
whole body in my arteries and capillaries and feeding my
muscles and organs and skin and my whole body is hot hot
hot, so hot, my sweat glands open up and I pull off his
spent cock, let it drop from my mouth, the heat is building
in me and I back away, I need room to cool down and a
buzzing is in my ears, and a drunken feeling in my head and
what is this?  What is happening to me?

Sweat pours off of me and I can't help myself, I must
touch myself, I roll a nipple between my fingers and
pleasure flashes through me like lightning and I almost cum,
I swear, I almost cum, my nipple is so hard it feels like it
may burst, and I touch the other nipple and--ah!--I'm
cumming!  I'm cumming--oh!--and my body is using the 
heat--oh!--inside me and I'm throbbing all over--oh!--and I'm
building up, I'm growing --oh!--God!--wham!--I hit the
floor, I fell right over with the violence of 
my--ugh!--orgasm, and it's killing me--oh!--so strong--Christ!--why
don't my bones break?--oh Lord!--here comes a big one--a
real big one--oh God--aye-yah!

What happened?  Christ, I'm still cumming, I'm on my
back, I'm still cumming, but not so hard, I must have
blacked out, my lungs ache and I breathe hard and I sit up
and my sticky cunt froth is all over my thighs and my cunt
still pulses, tiny little pleasant throbs in my cunt and I
feel funny, I feel unbelievably stable and hard.  I look
around, and Darlene and the girl and the boy are looking at
me.  I see them!  I _really_ see them.  I can't believe they
are so transparent, I know everything about them, every
detail of every cell of their bodies and minds.  The humans
are simply stupid and weak, but Darlene!  How could I not
see Darlene before!  She is strong, stronger than I ever
dreamed, but her head is filled with a numbing terror.  Her
body is strong from Jessica's blood, my old roommate is the
source of her power, I can sense Jessica's blood in
Darlene's veins, but it is her terror that I see most
clearly.  Furthermore, it is I who fill her with dread!

I stand up, and I'm surprised at the lack of effort I
need, and I stand there, looking right into Darlene and the
humans, and I flex my arm and I feel the strength in it--I
see!  I am even more powerful than before!  I am immensely
more powerful!  Eating the boy's cum, it has made me hugely
powerful!

_God help me, what have I created!_ Darlene thinks.

I laugh.  God help her!  I know exactly what she has
created!  "It is me!" I yell, my voice booms!  "You have
created _me!"_

I need to use my power, show them how awesome I am.  I
need them to feel terror.  I need them to die!

Darlene glances towards the window, she is planning an
escape.  But oh no, that won't work!  She makes a dash but I
am in front of her in a flash, blocking her way.  Her mind
is racing, I can read it, she plans a maneuver, a feint
towards the door and another dash for the window.  I almost
laugh at the uselessness of the plan.  I pretend to fall for
her fake and her hope soars when she sees me move, but when
she cuts back the other way I am all over her, a forearm to
her head and she crashes to the floor.

I pin Darlene to the ground and she sputters with fear.
Her meager struggles are pathetic!  _I love you, Virginia, I
love you_, she calls out but I just laugh in her face.  I
can feel her heart racing in her chest, adrenaline and blood
pumping through her veins.  I put my hand over her sternum
and she cries out, "Please, no!" and tears roll down her
cheeks. I can feel her throbbing heart inches from my hand.

I look her in the eye, and she sees me looking, and I
feel an instant of hope in her.  _Thank you_, she tells me,
and she chokes back a sob.  _I love you, I will always love
you_.  _We will be together forever_.  I reach back between
her legs and stroke her excited clitoris.  Her body lurches
involuntarily with my touch.  In an instant, she's arching
up with a huge orgasm.  _I love you, Virginia_, she calls
out.

What a miserable cunt.

I crush my hand through her chest and she screams, a
blood-curdling call.  My hand is in her chest, I find her
heart, still beating strong, wrap my fist around it and yank
it from her body.  Her blood goes everywhere, it's gushing
from torn arteries splattering the walls, my face.  Her body
twitches in a death throe, and I hold her pulsing heart to
my face.  It is a wondrous thing.  Strong muscle, the core
of Darlene's life.  I bite into it and tear off a big
mouthful of her powerful heart, chew it and swallow it, and
I feel her power move into me.

I finish off her heart in a half dozen bites.  Darlene's
empty shell lies inert under me.  I get off her, stand up,
her blood is all over me, I'm covered head to foot with it.
I feel my monstrous strength, feel it urging me to action.
I rub Darlene's hot blood into my naked skin, feel its heat
and feel her power exploding through my veins.

The boy is looking right at me, his cock drooping and
useless.  I'm on him in a nanosecond, the neck bones
snapping like balsa sticks.  His still beating heart is
confused.  With my teeth I bite into his chest, find the
ribs and crush them between my canines, his hot, steamy
blood pours out and I'm on his heart, his dying flesh
surrounding my head and I bite into his dying heart muscle,
feel it pop and its blood rush forth.

I swallow his heart up and pull out, blood stings my eyes
and drips from my hair.  I look to the girl, who is bawling
and hysterical, her face contorted.  I can smell the stink
of her fear and it makes me feel dizzy drunk.  "Do you know
what I am?" I hiss in her ear.  Tears run down her face and
she's choking with fear.  Blood drips from my hair onto her
tits.  "I am a _vampire!_" I say.

I kiss her with my bloody lips and she screams.
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