The mysterious trio made their way towards the small village under a dark starless night sky. Vincent watched Jade closely…noting she was especially edgy this evening. He knew she would rather go hunting alone tonight. But he had his reasons for keeping the girls close to him. He had sensed… something; a presence of some kind that made him ill at ease. He wasn't exactly sure yet what it was. But he felt it could be a threat to his beauties. Therefore he had kept them close, and now Jade was beginning to protest.
"Vincent. Please. You know I…we… need some time alone." She spoke as they continued their journey towards the village. "I would like to take Raye with me tonight."
Vincent continued to look ahead, never breaking his long strides. "No." was his only reply.
Jade wanted to scream. She did not know why Vincent was being more difficult than usual the past few days. She only knew that if she did not get away from him for at least a few hours, she would go insane.
She turned and stopped right in front of him, giving him no choice but to stop as well. She looked him straight in the eyes. "Vincent. I am going hunting without you tonight. And I am taking Raye with me." She reached for the blonde beauty who was watching quietly with frightened eyes.
Vincent grabbed Jades arms with such force she whimpered in pain. "Go if you like, Jade, but Raye stays with me tonight. And there will be no further discussion on that matter." He released Jades arm, took hold of Raye's hand, and set off walking again, leaving Jade behind. She hesitated. She didn't like leaving Raye alone with Vincent. But she knew this was a losing battle tonight. And she desperately needed some time alone to think about how to get them out of this horrible situation. When Vincent was around, he clouded her thoughts with his controlling forces.
"I will meet with you two later then…at the manor…alright Raye?" Jades voice called out from behind them.
Raye turned with a soft smile. "Alright Jade. Be safe." Then Vincent yanked her hand a bit harshly and she turned away from Jade.
Jade ran off into the darkness before she could change her mind.
The streets were covered in fog as the handsome stranger made his way through the village. He came across a crowded tavern and slipped inside unnoticed, selecting an empty table in the back corner…watching the room from the shadows. He was immediately drawn to a beauty sitting at the bar, alone. She looked out of place in this establishment. A fine Lady indeed, with a touch of sadness and loneliness showing in her pretty eyes.
He focused his attention on her completely and slipped into her consciousness. She was a young widow, still mourning the death of her husband, although it had been over a year since his death. As he read her thoughts more carefully, he realized she was not actually mourning his death, but dwelling in her own loneliness. Her inner desires and sensuality had been taken from her at such a young age, and now she felt bitter and alone. He could feel the ache deep within her.
He smiled a knowing smile as he watched her pay for the drink and move slowly to the door and out into the night. He waited a few moments, shooing the sexy little waitress away as she came to take his order. The little pout on her pretty lips made him chuckle as he whispered to himself. "Perhaps another night, sweet one. Someone else has my attention tonight." And he hustled out into the night, following the scent of the lonely woman, using his keen sense of smell. He was so tuned in to his conquest for the evening, that he did not notice the dark-haired beauty that was now following him.
He approached a lovely home in the nicer part of town, and knew instantly that she was inside and was alone. He watched from the street corner as she moved about the house, turning lights on and off. Finally, after all the lights had been off for some time, he approached the house. Closing his eyes with a smile, he levitated himself up to her balcony without a sound and turned the handle on the French doors even though they were locked. They opened without so much as a squeak and he was inside her bedroom, listening to the soft sound of her breathing.
Her beauty was even greater than he had realized. He gazed at her long auburn hair as it surrounded her slender neck and lovely shoulders and draped over the satin pillowcase. The sheet was pulled up over her chest, covering the white satin nightgown and her perky breasts, but he watched them rise and fall under that thin sheet. Her head would turn from side to side as she slept fitfully. He longed to give her peace again, and made his move.
His fingers reached for the silver ankh that hung around his neck always. He gently touched it to her forehead and put her in a dream-like state, but one in which she would be responsive to him. She moved once, as if to protest, then lay perfectly still as his powers begin to work on her.
One long fingertip touched her full lips, then traced down her chin, to that delightful hollow in the center of her neck, down her chest, and catching the sheet, tugging it away from her body. He smiled at the beauty that was now visible to him. Two perky breasts, two dark, rosy nipples showing through her gown. His finger ran through the valley between them, then back up to her shoulder where he gently eased the strap of her gown down…..until one of those rosy little nipples popped free. He smiled and gently toyed with it, as she began to squirm slightly on the bed, almost whimpering for him. The soft nipple rose under his touch like a hard little pebble.
He could hardly take his eyes off of her slender throat, but his gaze finally followed his finger as it continued to draw the sheet down until finally she lay uncovered on the bed. The satin gown clung to her curves and his innate sense of smell breathed in her womanly scent. Oh how he would enjoy feasting on such a delectable dish!
In a matter of seconds, he had removed his black clothing and stood totally nude before her. He softly touched her eyelids, beckoning her to open them. They fluttered open and she gasped softly. "Are you…real?"
He only smiled down at her as he lowered himself onto her, his lips stifling any protest she may have given. His long tongue penetrated her full lips, exploring the wonders of her hungry mouth. He knew her squirms and moans were not those of protest, but of complete enjoyment. His hand began to work between them, pulling her gown up over her flat stomach then pushing it over her full breasts. He raised himself up to gaze down at her beautiful body. Her tiny white lace panties revealed a dark patch of fur that almost formed a little arrow, pointing down to her secret garden. He groaned as he began to work those lace panties down her body, stifling her moans with soft kisses while tenderly caressing her skin. He then pushed the panties down as she pulled one foot free of them, leaving them there to dangle on one delicate ankle. He shoved the gown up over her head and dropped it on the floor. The desire in his loins, and the hunger in his soul, grew more urgent as he stared at the naked beauty under him.
He bent to kiss a hard nipple as his hand moved lower to explore her treasures hidden between smooth thighs. He almost growled as he found her ripe and ready for him, her moans beckoning him to take her as she writhed on the bed under him.
His strong body completely engulfed hers as he moved himself between her legs and roughly kissed her neck and throat. He felt her thighs part even more for him as he took her. Her eyes flew open as he completely filled and stretched her. He sucked her flesh then released and looked down at her. She was squirming under him like a wild animal in heat now and he knew she was seconds away from sweet release. His body grew tense and his eyes flashed blood red as his seed began to spew into her. She caught glimpse of his sharp fangs and screamed loudly just as the orgasm shook her very soul and his teeth pierced her flesh. He sucked her much needed blood, enjoying the warmth as it traveled through his body, at the very same time his seed warmed her deep within.
He finally drew away from her throat, knowing if he drank any more of her, she would not survive. It was hard to stop, but he could not destroy such beauty. He wanted to be able to return to this one again. She would be calling out to him in her dreams, no doubt.
He lifted from her limp body and dressed her, straightening her hair and covering her gently. He touched the tiny puncture marks in her neck, sealing them. They were now no more than tiny pink marks that would fade almost completely by morning. She would regain her strength and remember the pleasure they had shared as a very vivid dream.
He was dressed with the snap of a finger and quickly turned on his heels to the alluring figure watching from the balcony. Jade jumped and started to take flight, but he was beside her in an instant, gripping her arm tightly.
"So, I take it you are a voyeur?" His teasing chuckle annoyed her greatly as they descended down to the street, his hand still gripped her arm.
She struggled and finally pulled free of him. "I was just…curious", she said, looking up at the balcony again. "You…did not kill her?"
"Now why would I want to kill such a lovely creature as that one?"
"And…you are satisfied with that which you drank from her?"
She was amazed to finally meet another like them….and yet so different. She could not help staring up into his handsome face. The tenderness he had shown his victim was something she had never seen with Vincent.
He gazed at her with a curious smile. "You did not know…that we don't have to kill our victims, did you Beauty?"
"My name is Jade…and no…I was not taught that by…." And her voice trailed off.
"Then perhaps you need to find a new teacher, Jade. And by the way, my name is Drake. Tis indeed a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He kissed her hand softly then moved away to watch her.
"I don't think that would be possible, Drake."
And she was gone, into the night, full of questions for Vincent. Questions she would demand answers for when she returned to the Manor. Damn him!! But she knew she would have to free her thoughts of the handsome stranger first. Vincent must not know there was another like them in the village. Not yet, anyway.
