His lips tasted her neck as he caressed her in his arms. She was so delicious, and he wanted her more than he had wanted anyone before. With a grin, he bore his fangs and buried them into her soft, warm neck. He penetrated her, driving deep inside of her…
…
Allyson woke with a gasp, quickly sitting up in bed, and catching her breath. Peter stirred next to her, also walking up to see her in distress.
“Ally?” Peter held his girlfriend in his arms. “What happened? What’s wrong?”
“I…” Allyson took a deep breath. “It’s ok. It’s just a dream.” Allyson lay her head against Peter’s chest, rubbing her bare feet against his legs. Peter rubbed her shoulders, kissing her cheek softly. “I keep having this nightmare. That I’ll lose all control and…”
“You know I’ll never let that happen.” Peter moved down to her neck, his kisses comforting Allyson as she hugged him tightly.
“I know. And that’s why I love you.” Allyson nuzzled her forehead against Peter’s. “I think I just need some water… I’ll be right back.”
“Sure thing, hon.” Peter let go of Allyson’s hand, and as she walked into the hallway, she vanished into the darkness.
…
Allyson’s bare feet made a tapping noise and they came in contact with the polished wooden floor. She slowly drank a glass of water, letting the ice cool her throat. She sighed to herself, rubbing at her tired eyes. Allyson turned to head back to Peter, only for HIM to stop the girlfriend in her tracks.
The man in black, the one from her dreams, stood there before her. His pale white face was like a ghost in the dark of night. Allyson wanted to blink her away, to rub her eyes once more, but could not. Not this time.
“Allyson…” a voice came from the black silhouette. “Come to me, Allyson.” Like a puppet, Allyson lost all control of her body and began walking to the man in black. Her bare feet tapped against the cold, wooden floor. “Remember me, Allyson? Hmm… I can’t blame you. It’s been so long since I’ve first seen you. But now… I want everything.”
Allyson grew confused, but soon that confusion turned to terror as the man wrapped his arms around her, pressing her chest against his.
“Oh… you’re still as beautiful as I remember.” The man leaned in, whispering into Allyson’s ear. “I’m Valko, by the way…” Valko reached around, moving Allyson’s light brown hair to the side, exposing her neck. “And look at that beautiful neck… oh… it’s so beautiful…”
Allyson’s panic spiked when Valko then began kissing her neck. Her dream was a nightmare no more… it was reality. Valko’s lips tasted Allyson’s neck as he caressed her in his arms. She was so delicious, and he wanted her more than he had wanted anyone before.
Allyson struggled. She resisted with all her strength, but she wasn’t strong enough. The thing was… a part of Allyson wanted this. She craved to be held, to be devoured like this. She tried to focus on Peter but all she could think about was how much her neck was enjoying this. Her mind said no, but her body ached for a yes… and Allyson gave in. Valko wrapped his lips around Allyson’s neck as his fangs broke her skin, and the girlfriend gasped aloud in the vampire’s arms. Peter meanwhile, heard a noise come from across the hall. Feeling a little worried, he got up to investigate.
Valko sucked on Allyson’s neck sensually, almost as if giving her the hickey she never wanted but always needed, and he took her time doing so. This wasn’t a one-off meal, a prostitute or homeless vagabond he tore into and discarded. This one was special. Allyson was his most prized prey, the one Valko had Marked with his bite, and now his most prized possession. The vampire held the girlfriend’s head in place with one hand, exposing her neck to give himself more room, and allowing his coming audience to have a clear shot at seeing the bite. He intended for Peter to see this. Valko’s other hand was wrapped around Allyson’s waist, holding her right where he wanted. The vampire sighed to himself in pleasure, enjoying the girlfriend’s neck all to himself. Valko was having the best drink of his life.
Allyson’s brown, hazel eyes widened as she stood there helplessly. Her head lolled to the side, her precious blood, that crimson gold being drained through two small holes on the side of her neck. She’s torn. Allyson’s been kissed on that spot on her neck by her boyfriend before. Now, a vampire is giving her his eternal kiss… on that very same spot. Allyson’s eyes said it all. Her mind cried no, but her body screamed yes. Allyson was in a limbo between pain and pleasure, but none of that mattered now. As Valko kept on drinking, the girlfriend’s body grew weaker and weaker. Soon, she lost her will, and darkness took Allyson.
“Allyson?” Peter rounded a corner, “What’s-” everything came to a stop when he saw it. Allyson stood before a man, her head leaning to the side, and her arms limp at her sides. His girlfriend stood on her toes to match the man’s height, and her arched soles could be seen. The man in black held Allyson close to his chest, and his face was buried into the crook of her neck. Pale lips latched onto his girlfriend’s neck, slowly sucking on her skin, almost like a lamprey feeding. Peter was about to shout when someone slammed him against the wall.
Peter came face to face with a pair of black eyes. The man was thin, but incredibly strong. His lips parted to reveal shark-like teeth. Ivory fangs. Then, the man brought a raised finger to his mouth, sealing his lips once more.
“Hush…” the vampire whispered. “The Master is feeding.” Peter tried to shout again, only for the vampire to clamp a hand over the boyfriend’s mouth. “Silence. You have spoken enough. Now, you will watch.” The vampire forced Peter into a chokehold, making him face the Master. The boyfriend’s brows frowned as he watched Valko drinking Allyson’s blood. It can’t be true, he thought, it can’t be happening. There was nothing Peter could do as the vampiress sighed to himself in pleasure, enjoying his girlfriend’s neck all to himself. “Enjoy the sight… because watching your girlfriend get sucked is the last thing you’ll ever see!” And with that, the vampire struck Peter’s head against the doorway. Splinters burst, blood spilled, and Peter collapsed on the floor. With all said and done, Valko pried his lips from Allyson’s neck, a bruise forming around two small holes on the side of her neck.
“Judas,” Valko uttered. “You did not feed on him.”
“I could smell his blood, my Lord. It was poison. He was too… clean. Sucking him off would only displease me.”
“Unfortunate. But if it pleases you, you may taste my lips.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Judas ran his fingers across Valko’s lips, licking the blood off of them. The vampire shuddered as he swallowed Allyson’s blood. It was so rich and unlike anything he’d had before. “Amazing.”
“Yes, and soon, Allyson will be one of us.” Valko looked down at his prey, her body leaning against her new master, two small holes gracing the side of her neck. A grin spread across his lips as he thought of what he planned to do to her. “It should only take one night… Come, Judas. We must prepare her for eternity.” Valko held Allyson in his arms bridal style and bringing his loyal servant along, vanished into the dark once more.
…
Morning’s light was beginning to seep in through the windows when a body turned and groaned. Peter stirred, then forced himself up, leaning against the wall. Blood poured down his head. Memories began rushing back, and his heart sank in despair. His girlfriend was bitten, taken before his very eyes. He promised Allyson her nightmare would never come true, that he would never let that happen. He failed his girlfriend, his best friend. Peter’s hope was waning, and it would take a miracle to save her. Hell… he survived the night. If that wasn’t a miracle, then what was?
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