by Anjela Renee
“It's so beautiful. I love cats and I love the color purple.” Abby smiled as she held the little crystal kitty. Abby handed the crystal back to Javon before she grew too attached.
“Here; take it before I break it.”
Javon placed the crystal back on the shelf where he found it.
“Abby, I have one last room I want to show you. I think we should have some fun,” Javon said as he offered her his hand, letting her feel his warmth as they walked down the stairs. He led her toward the other end of the house. Soon, they were on the main floor, facing the lake. Javon opened a set of double doors, and Abby was speechless. It was an indoor swimming pool with a water slide. A big smile appeared on Abby's face.
“Oh my gosh, Javon, this is awesome! Is it heated?” Abby asked as she walked into the room.
“Yes; it's set at a constant temperature of 85 degrees. Shall we go for a swim?” Javon asked as he imagined what Abby would look like swimming naked.
“Heck yeah, but I don’t have a swimsuit.”
“That's okay, neither do I.” Javon began taking off his clothes while Abby just stared at him, stunned.
“What are you doing?” Abby, exclaimed.
“I'm going to swim naked. Care to join me?” Javon asked.
Abby didn't respond but looked extremely nervous and uncomfortable. She just stared as Javon stripped down. Soon, he was naked and jumped into the pool.
“I don't know about this, Javon. I'm not ready to get naked in front of you yet.”
“How about I turn around and then you can undress and jump in? I promise I won't look.”
Abby looked at Javon, all cute, naked, and wet in the pool. She wanted desperately to wrap herself around him.
“I think I might regret this but okay, turn around.”
Javon complied.
“Can I turn around yet?” Javon asked. He felt the splash when she jumped into the water. Abby came up and saw Javon turned the other way, waiting patiently.
“Okay, I'm in. You can turn around now,” Abby replied nervously.
***
Javon turned around and was overcome with desire and want for this human woman in front of him. He never felt this strongly before; he knew at that moment she was the one, she was meant to be his eternal mate. He stared at Abby and what he could make of her naked body through the water. Abby stared back at Javon nervously; she had never done anything like this before. She had always played it safe, always dated boring guys, and had a boring job. There was nothing exciting about her at all, but this was daring and exciting and she liked it.
Javon began swimming toward her. He had a rock hard erection from the sight of Abby's perky breasts. He couldn't stop imagining her hard nipple in his mouth as he sucked and drove her crazy. Abby was trembling with nerves. She wanted him so badly but wasn't sure if she was ready to go there tonight, even though she was already doing so many dirty things to him in her mind.
“Abby, I know you're nervous when you're around me. You don't need to be. If you don't feel okay with anything I'm doing, I'll stop.” Abby nodded her head in agreement. Javon reached out to Abby and began stroking her cheek. She put her hand on his.
“Are you okay with this?” Javon asked.
“Yes.”
His body was so close to hers, and he was afraid that she would notice that he had a monstrous hard on. He began caressing her body gently as he pushed her hair aside and began kissing her neck, taking in her sweet scent.
Javon pressed his lips against hers. Abby moaned; he could feel her body come alive. He could sense her arousal. Her blood was pumping faster through her body and she felt so warm against his body. She kissed him gently at first, tasting him with her tongue. His hands were everywhere, exploring the delectable curves her body had to offer. Her hand began exploring his body; the broadness of his shoulder, the well-defined muscles of his chest. She ran her hands over his back. She began kissing him more aggressively, demanding more. He kissed her back with just as much passion.
***
Abby's hands cupped his firm behind. She began squeezing it; she loved a great butt on a man. Suddenly, Javon pulled away from her. It was then that she noticed a dark haired, dark skinned woman standing there, watching with amusement.
“Javon, you bad boy, you brought a friend home and didn't tell me.” Sally stood there looking at the pair of them like she was a teacher reprimanding her naughty students.
“Sally, this is Abby. Abby, this is my sister, Sally. Now leave, you nosy woman! You are embarrassing her and pissing me off,” Javon barked.
“Oh, don't get so testy; I just wanted to meet her. I'll leave. Abby, it was nice seeing you. You have lovely breasts; I wish mine were as full. I'm rather flat chested, you see.”
Javon and Abby just stared at each other. Abby was beet red from embarrassment. Sally then sauntered out of the poolroom, giving them both a wave as she left.
“Javon, I think I'll just get dressed and go.” Abby started getting out of the pool, not caring if he saw her naked or not.
“Please don't go. We can just pick up from where we left off. Don't let Sally ruin our good time,” Javon said as he gave her a sexy smile.
Abby was already out of the pool and wrapped up in a fluffy towel.
“Javon, it just isn't going to happen tonight. I'm sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry about. I should have locked the door,” he murmured.
Chapter 10
Javon and Abby were in the car, going back to her apartment. Javon was scowling to himself, thinking of a way to get back at Sally for interrupting his alone time with Abby.
“Are you angry with me? Why are you making faces?”
“I could never be angry at you. I'm thinking of ways to get back at Sally for ruining our night. I’m really sorry. I thought she was out for the evening.”
“Oh, Javon, she's your sister! It's her job to get on your nerves. Is she older or younger than you?”
“She's much older, ancient really.”
Abby laughed at Javon’s reply. Sally looked to be the same age as Javon “Very funny; she can't be more than five years older than you.”
“Tell me more about your family, Abby,” Javon said, changing the subject.
“There's not much to say, really. I have a younger brother, Ray. My dad left when I was little. My mom raised Ray and me. Ray calls me every week but my mom, well, we aren’t close. Ray’s the only family I have in the world as far as I'm concerned.”
“Sally is all I have, too. She can be a bit bossy, but I don't know what I would do without her.”
Javon pulled up to Abby's apartment. He didn't want the night to end; he wanted to find a way to extend their time together. “May I come in?” he asked.
There was a voice that kept saying no but that was not what came out of her mouth. “Sure, we could have a quick drink.”
Javon happily jumped out of the car and followed her up to her apartment. He entered the apartment and he thought it suited her well. It was plain with just a splash of color. He sat on the couch next to her.
“Drinks! I almost forgot,” Abby said as she ran into the kitchen and came out a moment later with two beers.
He thanked her and took the offering. He took a sip and waited for Abby to sit down next to him. He wanted to kiss her immediately but didn’t want to come off as being overly aggressive or as having a one track mind. He took her hand in his and held it.
“I like you Abby and after tonight I want to see more of you.”
Abby looked at him, her eyes widening. “That sounded really intense.” She laughed suddenly. “I’m sorry; that was really sweet.”
Javon was confused. He was trying to be serious and wanted to tell her she was special and she just laughed at him. “Maybe it’s time for me to go.”
“Really? Please don’t go. I know I acted like a jerk.”
“You’re right; it’s too soon, but I do want another date.”
Why don’t you call tomo
rrow and we can set something up for my next day off?”
“Sounds like a good plan,” Javon replied.
Javon set down his beer and stood up and walked toward the door. Abby walked with him and before he left she leaned over and kissed him. It wasn’t a heart stopping kiss but a nice goodbye for now kiss.
Abby shut the door and walked into her bedroom where she found a snoring Jenny. She had forgotten that she passed out in her bed. She loved her friend but not enough to listen to her snore all night long. She grabbed a blanket and pillow and decided on sleeping on the couch.
Chapter 11
Maurice glanced at the whore he already had in his car. She was patiently waiting as she counted the twenties she’d been paid with. The car was running and heated, and she seemed to be enjoying the time in a warm vehicle. It was an unusually cold night but the whores on eight mile still dressed in tiny flashy outfits to attract customers. Maurice used to hate the cold but after a few Detroit winters he enjoyed what it meant. Long nights and many humans tucked away in their homes. Just what a hungry Vampire wanted. His phone buzzed with a text message. He looked at it and saw it was from Brian.
Javon at Bloodlust with blonde female. Waiting on further instructions.
This was interesting; very interesting. Javon never stayed with any female more than one night—and to take a female to the club… He wondered if she knew Javon was a Vampire. When he first got into town, he considered taking Sally to make him suffer but the love of a maker was nothing compared to that of a destined mate. So he waited and now it seemed like it finally happened. Javon had found his eternal mate, or at the very least someone he loved. He opened his phone to dial Brian.
“Brian, I received your text; just keep watching.”
“What is the plan? Are we still going to take her?”
“Be patient. I will tell you what is necessary.”
Maurice hung up the phone. He knew the time had finally arrived. Javon finally had a weakness he could exploit; he had a human girlfriend. How pathetic. The whore was still waiting in the car. He walked over and got inside and smiled.
“I know a spot that we can go to have a bit more privacy,” Maurice said to the whore.
She had dark skin and black curly hair. She smelled like cheap perfume and wore a very short skirt and crop top.
“Not too far; I like to stay nearby,” she replied. “My name is Candy, by the way.”
“Buckle up, Candy,” Maurice replied.
Maurice drove fifteen minutes away, then pulled into the parking lot of one of the many abandoned factories in the Motor City. The building was brick and all the windows had been broken out.
Maurice got out of the car. Candy followed and gave him an I don’t think so look. “What the hell? We are not fucking in there,” she shouted.
“Fine then bend over the car. Those are your only choices unless you want to give me my money back?”
“The car then, but I’m not getting naked; it’s too cold out here.”
Maurice positioned himself behind her. It was a good thing Vampires couldn’t catch diseases; who knew what this whore was carrying. He lifted up her skirt and ripped off her panties. He immediately pushed inside her and pounded her from behind with his cock. His fangs extended as his blood hunger rose inside him. He latched onto her neck from behind. Candy gasped as she felt pain then pleasure, but that only lasted a moment. Maurice didn’t want anyone feeling pleasure. As he pumped into her with his cock, he increased his drinking; it became more forceful and painful for her. He unlatched as he moaned and came on her back, she didn’t deserve to have him come inside her, and she was just a dirty whore. Candy turned around with a horrified look on her face, holding her neck wound as she bled all over herself.
“What are you?” she screamed with fear. Candy backed away and tried running. But she didn’t get very far. Maurice, using his Vampire speed, quickly ran ahead of her and she ran right into him. Maurice laughed. He loved it when they fought; it made the blood taste so much sweeter.
He smiled with her blood still on his teeth. “I am a Vampire, you fucking whore, and in a moment you will be dead.”
“Please, no. You can do whatever you want. Please don't kill me,” she begged.
He lunged onto her throat. Candy screamed at first then quieted down as she lost consciousness. Maurice drank down her liquid as ferociously and as fast as he could. Her body twitched as the last bit of life drained from her body and finally her heart stopped beating. He took the body and threw it in the trunk like the piece of garbage that she was.
He got in the car and drove out of the city and along Lake Erie. The once busy city was now more spread out with houses on the lake. He finally came to a stretch that had no houses or anything else and he was able to dump the body. He knew it wouldn't stay hidden long. It would probably be discovered in a day or two, but he didn’t care, not really. He got back into the car and called Brian.
“Brian, I’m on my way home. Go to Bloodlust and find me a snack.”
“Sure, nothing happening here anyway. Any preference?”
“No; just willing and pretty.”
***
Brian walked into Bloodlust and immediately he was on the prowl. Maurice taught him to hunt and even for a human he was talented. He didn’t have Vampire senses or powers but he could attract a female with ease. He was good looking in a rugged way. His hair was short and brown; he sported a full but well trim beard. He walked into the club and could already spot a few females checking him out. He sat at the bar and ordered a beer and just observed the crowd. He watched one and she saw him looking and smiled. She was Goth with black hair, pale face with a lot of eyeliner, and she was skinny and had an expressive face. Brian thought she would be perfect for tonight’s meal and activities. Getting a Goth girl to accept and want to be bitten wasn’t usually too difficult. He knew she would come to him willingly. He looked at her and she looked back and finally left the dance floor.
“Hi, I saw you looking at me,” she stammered nervously.
“Yes I was. Would you like to sit with me?”
“Sure that would be nice.” She sat down at the bar stool next to Brian and the bartender came over to take her drink order. She ordered a shot of tequila, and as soon as the bartender put it down, she grabbed it and quickly swallowed the entire thing in one quick gulp. “I needed that.”
“Rough day?”
“Something like that. I’m Lizzy, by the way. What’s your name?”
“I’m Brian,” he replied.
“I like it—simple and to the point.”
“Want another drink?”
“Yes please.”
Three drinks later, Lizzy was drunk. Even in her state, Brian found himself wishing he didn’t have to serve her up as tonight’s meal. He wished he could keep her for himself.
Chapter 12
Brian was just getting up after last night. Lizzy was still asleep, recovering from being bitten and getting pounded into the mattress by Maurice. He was starting to wonder what he was doing with his life. Hanging out in this dump with Maurice, hoping he would turn him. If he was really going to become a Vampire, wouldn't he have become one already? He left his entire life, his friends, his family, even his job for Maurice. He noticed Lizzy began waking up; he was going to have to take her home. It was already 3:00 pm and Maurice would be up soon.
“Brian?” She smiled.
Lizzy walked toward Brian. Brian thought she would be so much prettier if she gave up her Goth look.
“Ready to go home? I'll drive you.”
“Um, sure. I just need to use the restroom.”
Lizzy disappeared into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later. She had washed her face and pulled her hair up in a ponytail. Brian thought she looked stunning.
“So, Brian, I’m having a hard time remembering last night. What happened?”
“Well, Lizzy, you've been fucked and bitten by a Vampire, and now it’s time to go home.” Brian didn't like b
eing so crude but he didn't want her to think of this as a romantic situation she would want to repeat. Next time, she might not walk away in one piece.
Lizzy gave him the stink eye in response.
“You don't have to be an asshole. I knew exactly what I did last night. And you were the one I really wanted. I left with you, not Maurice. You handed me over to him like I was a gift.” Brian was stunned at this revelation. No one had ever shown any interest in him in years. Usually the girls he brought home for Maurice didn’t care who they left the club with.
“Um, sorry about that.” Brian was feeling really horrible now. She could have been his, but no, he couldn't think about such things. His only goal was to please Maurice so he would turn him into a Vampire.
Brian sat in his car, driving with Lizzy next to him. She smiled when he looked over at her.
“So, Brian, how long have you been with the Vampire?”
“Maurice; his name is Maurice.”
“Whatever; that bloodsucker you live with.”
Brian began to get angry. He wasn’t sure why but he felt a need to defend Maurice. Most of the time he didn’t even like him but now that someone else was taking shots, he didn’t like it one bit. “Lizzy, that’s enough. One more word and you can walk.”
Her mouth was open, about to say something else, but she closed it and folded her arms and just sat silently the rest of the way back to her house.
Brian pulled up into the driveway of the house and waited for Lizzy to get out. She didn’t.
“I’m sorry I made you mad. I meant what I said about wanting to be with you last night. Could I have your number?”
“Why? Why in the world would I even consider giving you my number!?”
Lizzy took Brian’s hand and he immediately pulled away. “You don’t see it now, but you will eventually want someone to talk to.” Lizzy grabbed his phone and called her number then shut it. “Got it!”
Brian watched Lizzy run into her house to get out of the cold. He never met anyone like her. She was infuriating and at the same time he liked her. He started the car and headed back to the house. Maurice would be waking and he would be hungry. And since he took Lizzy home, he would now be dinner.
