1 comments/ 38949 views/ 20 favorites Vampiress By: darthkytten Blood ran down her face, trickling thickly from the gash on her brow down over high cheek bones, to drip from her chin onto her delicate white blouse. Green eyes narrowed. "Oh no you didn't" The cheeky grin was replaced with a flicker of apprehension and guilt before defiance came into the grey eyes locked in her gaze. Moonlight played across Lysas' patrician features, even as the gash across her brow absorbed itself back to pale, uncorrupted skin. She stood slowly from the deep chair she had been resting in, and approached the impudent young mortal with a slow, elegant menace. Leah cowerd away as Lysa approached, drawing her knees up to her chest and hugging them protectively against her body. Lysa smiled down at her, amusement dancing in those eternal eyes. She could hear the young womans pulse racing, almost taste the sweet blood on her tounge. Softly, she reached out and stroked the girls cheek. Leah trembled to the touch, trying desperately to cling to defiance, to cling to any emotion but the trembling fear that began to fill her. She failed, even as those unholy green eyes bored into her, sparking the fear that lay in her stoumach into tiny flames that crept lower in her body even as she instinctively tightend then relaxed her thighs. "You wish to fight me, liebling?" Lysa purred, her gaze travelling to the fluttering pulse at the base of the girls neck. Leah shiverd with delight, finding her courage, spurred by the immortals' indulgence. Smiling up at her captor sweetly, with a flick of her wrist she sent a silver blade spinning towards those green eyes. It was knocked aside harmlessly with a smile that was fast hardening. "Tut Tut Tut, and you were being such a good girl too" Lysa lamented, with one quick movement yanking Leah from her hiding place and rending the girls light dress from collar to hem and leaving her pale against the moonlight in pink lacey boy leg panties. She smiled at the result, one beautiful shivering mortal mewling softly, so helpless. Slowly she walked around her prize, fingernails dragging across the skin, leaving raised pink lines in their path. She slapped down the arms that sought to hide her full breasts, nipples erect in the cool air. A flush coverd Leahs cheeks and Lysa was almost giddy with the rushing of emotions and blood that coursed through the girl. Standing before her once more, she ran fingernails down between those soft breasts, over the quivering tummy and brushed lightly across the lace clad pussy, her fingers picking up the pulsing through lips and clit. One swift movement and those panties were gone, dissolved into the night and Leah was bared before her Mistress. Her eyes cast down to the floor, trembling as strong sure arms drew her into a deep embrace. She nuzzled her way under Lysa's golden locks, moaning softly at the hands travelling over her shoulders, her back, down to cup her bottom and tap it sharply. Lysa smiled at the little yelp that came from her shoulder, grazing her fangs across bare shoulder to delicate neck. "You ought to be more careful who you fight girl" Lyssa breathed softly, pressing fangs more insistently against that sweet pulse, green eyes glowing brighter. A giggle from the trapped young woman broke the spell a moment, as she defltly unlaced the bindings that held Lyssa's dress to her curvaceous frame.The red stained dress fell promptly to the floor in a pool of lace and satin. Twin bodies glowed naked in the moonlight and for those moments who knew any more what it meant to be human or to be divine as both drank from the pools of lust that lay in the others gaze. With soft kisses Leah paid homage to the beauty before her, sinking to her knees as her mouth traced a hot passage over Lysas' body.To hear her Mistress moan, to feel her melt into her mouth as her tounge claimed that slit between svelte thighs, this was heaven. Powerful yet slim fingers curled in her dark hair, pulling her closer, and she responded, her tounge dancing lightly across the length of Lysas pussy, flicking across the clit with a teasing touch and then dipping ever so lighly into the warm depths within. Lysa moaned, pulling the girl closer, marvelling at her frailty as her fingers stroked Leahs scalp and neck encouragingly, possesively. The girls tounge now plunged into those dark folds, feeling her Mistress move and shudder around her, feeling that grip tighten, tighten, tighten. A moment of panic when she feared that perhaps she would be crushed in an immortal throe of passion. Then a slight release that set her ever more keenly to the pleasuring of this eternal flesh. Lips sucked the sensitive bud into her mouth, and her tounge plunged and played as deep as possible into the depths of that sweet pussy with a rhythum that stretched back through the ages. Lysas' cries grew to howls as she rode this mortal girl to her pleasure, echoing across the rooftops of that slumbering city. One hand tight on the back of the girls neck, she dragged her up and took her with a kiss, fingers sliding over the wet flesh between her legs. She pulled back a moment, drinking in the girls beauty, her deep breathing, still while her fingers stroked that pussy, sliding along easily, and for a moment, pressing against the tight opening, holding the pressure while her eyes drank from Leah, drank from her girl. Leah moaned softly, a plaintive sound and pressed against Lysa as much as she could. It was all for naught, as she was held in an iron grip. She must await the moment her Mistress would give her release. Lysas eyes and mouth creased into a smile as she saw the surrender in the girl. Lowering her head to trail her tounge across the luminescent skin, her fingers slipped into Leahs pussy roughly, elicitng cry of pleasure, even as her fangs peirced the skin and the sweet sweet nectar began to flow into her. She was rough with the girl, her fingers fucking hard and fast in and out of that tight wet crevice, the other arm holding her in an unyeilding yet tender embrace and Leah knew what it was to be totally utterly lost to pleasure, lost to another, lost to herself. Her moaning echoed around the loft, amplified by the stone walls until it seemed as if the whole world were lost in the peak of pleasure. A thumb brushing her clit rhythmicly as fingers plunged with frightening pace in and out of her sent her out of her senses, out of her mind for a moment, with one last cry that resounded through the night air. She lay limp in the arms of her Mistress, cradled for eternity by the one who would never leave her. Lysa stroked back the dark strands that had fallen over her face and kissing her softly, withdrew from the rays of the rising sun. Vampiress, Mine - Omnibus Vampiress, Mine. Part 1 of the Supernatural Earth Trilogy By: AlexClayton / DieselJester *** Author's Notes (Overall): Back by popular demand! Okay, so here's what happened: Everything that I'd published on Literotica.Com under my DieselJester screen name (with the exception of Temporal Trouble) was purchased by a publisher. While they liked the work and appreciated the length of the stories that were already written, they were hesitant to publish anything under Supernatural Erotica/Romance since the market is currently saturated and they did not want to detract from the Steampunk Erotica/Romance that they are marketing me under. So after a month or so of renegotiation we came to an agreement that I'd write a totally new steampunk novella (or better) to their specific outline and the rights of the stories that they'd purchased would revert back to me on the informal understanding that I republish them back to Literotica.Com under a new pen name, hence the new author name of AlexClayton. And now I present to you, in its full glory along with some deleted scenes: Vampiress, Mine. Enjoy! * Chapter 1: * Author's Notes now by chapter: Chapter 1 was originally published 10/14/13 on Literotica.Com and was a 2013 Halloween Contest Entry under my former screen name of DieselJester. * Your mouth, so hot Your web, I'm caught Your skin, so wet Black lace on sweat I hear you callin and its needles and pins (and pins) I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name Don't wanna touch you, but you're under my skin (deep in) I wanna kiss you, but your lips are venomous poison -Alice Cooper. "Poison" (1989) * In James's opinion it had been the best Halloween party he'd even been to. There was plenty of good food, great music, awesome mixed drinks, and, of course, lots of scantily clad women. He didn't score tonight, much to his dismay, but he did at least manage to get the phone numbers of a few hot chicks. The furthest he got was making out in the back corner with one of them who was a hot redhead dressed like a Vampiress. He couldn't help but picturing him in his cop costume practically ravishing the curvy redheaded vampire again. It was a shame that they'd been interrupted by an Adam and Eve couple that wanted to re-examine the definition of original sin. His neck was still a bit sore from where she'd gotten a little overzealous in their necking, but he didn't mind. After all, he did get her phone number and was going to call her in the morning. All in all James was in a good mood as he walked home. It was well after midnight. Trick-or-treaters have long since cleared the streets. The suburb was deathly quiet as James walked along the edge of the neighborhood park. As he crossed the midpoint, he got the feeling that something was off. He had the distinct feeling that he was being watched. James tried to shake the feeling off but it just got worse the closer he got to his house. That's when he saw the young looking girl. She was in front of him at the next intersection lounging under the lone streetlight. With arms crossed to push her bust up a bit under that black miniskirt that looked like she was poured into, one leg stretched out to show her thigh high 'fuck-me' boots, and that pouty mouth of hers with those luscious red lips turned up in a half smile, she was a vision of sexy loveliness. Her red hair cascaded in waves down her back and her slightly pale skin seemed to glow under the light of the lamp and the full moon. The moment he saw her, she extended one black gloved arm toward him and beckoned him forward. "Ashley?" he asked. It was the Vampiress from the party that he'd got hot and heavy with. She looked like she was eighteen but she acted like she was much older. He remembered quipping about it at the party. His face broke into a grin as he got closer. "It's good to see you again. Granted, I didn't think that it'd be this soon after the party." Ashley smiled. "Hello darling, we never did finish what we'd started and I do hate to leave things undone. Don't you, James?" "I couldn't agree more," James said, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles. He returned her smile and jerked his head off to one side. "My place is this way," he said, keeping hold of her hand to lead the way. He lived in a modest dual story three bedroom home that he'd inherited from his parents when he graduated college a few years back. It wasn't much but it was paid for. It was all he could afford on his own with an economy in the gutter. Armed Security for an airport didn't pay that well. It was just enough for him to keep up on utilities and property taxes. But the job allowed him to be up nights, which he preferred. He led her into the entryway and turned the lights on. "Can I get you a drink?" he asked as he took off his hat and unbuckled his utility belt, putting both on hanging pegs in the hall as he headed for the kitchen. Ashley followed his every step. "I thought that you would never ask," Ashley purred. She was on him in an instant. She let out a hiss and James turned in time to see her leaping at him, fangs bared. He caught her and spun her around, slamming her into the nearest wall. She let out a grunt as he crushed her body between his and the wall. She wrapped her long, slender legs around his waist and smiled. "You're fast for a mortal," she said with glee. She ground her hips into his and moaned suggestively. "I think that you're taking the Vampire Cosplay a little too far," James said. "It's past midnight and Halloween is officially over." "Samhain is not over until the sun rises. The fact that the holiday falls on a moon that is full makes blood collected this night especially potent." Ashley said, licking her lips and taking a nip at him. He jerked back in time to avoid having a chunk of his neck taken out. There was fresh red on her lips. James felt his neck and it came back with a little of his blood. "Yours is especially good. The little tastes are not nearly enough." "Aaaaand you've officially killed the mood. You can leave now," James said. The necking was good earlier but the thought that she wanted his blood was a turnoff. He pried her legs from around his waist and placed her on the ground. He headed for the door to show her out. Ashley planted herself firm, splayed out her arms and bared her fangs. She half hissed, half screamed at him in such an unearthly way that he'd never heard before. James spun on his heel and looked at her wide eyed. Her eyes were now glowing bright red. "Oh fuck," he muttered. What the hell did he just let into his house? James happened to be by the pegs in the hallway. Without thinking his hand shot out to grab the baton from his belt. In one smooth motion he whipped it in front of him right as she leapt for him. He clocked the now all too real Vampiress across the face, sending her to the floor. James darted to his right into the living room heading for the phone. He picked it up and started to dial but paused. What the hell would he say? Hello, dispatch? Yeah I'm being attacked in my home by a blood-crazed, smoking-hot, redheaded vampire. It sounded crazy even for him. If he called that in to 911 he'd shoot any chance on getting on with the real police force. Ashley was up, hurtling the couch, and tackling him again taking the decision to call anyone away. She wrestled the phone from him, crushing it with one hand as she snarled down at him. James wound up flat on his back and got a good look at her fangs now to see that they were indeed real. He swept his arm up in a backhand motion, catching her again in the side of the head. It spun her off of him and he bolted for the upstairs landing. Ashley stood up and smiled as she watched his feet disappear up the stairs. "Oh come on, darling, I'll even let you fuck me if you want," she rotated her hips and moaned suggestively. She smoothed out her skirt that was now riding up her thigh. "Sex makes the feeding that more pleasurable for us both." 'Ok so Vampires do exist', James thought as he darted into his room. He got his .9mm from his bed stand and paused. How the hell do you even kill a Vampire? Would his gun even hurt her? After all, she'd taken two direct baton strikes to the head and it didn't even mar her makeup or bust her lip. His mind raced furiously as to what pop culture said about Vampires. Wood Stakes? Holy Symbols? Garlic? Silver? Hell, he'd settle for a damn mirror if it'd work. Her voice called up to him from the foyer, "As much as I like this game of cat and mouse, James, it really is inevitable. I will drink from your body tonight. So why don't you make it easy on yourself and just come out now? I'll make it well worth your while," she said. She snarled when he didn't answer. "There's nowhere you can hide from me, James. I can smell your blood." Blood. She can track him by scent and she wasn't even upstairs yet. He got a wicked idea and prayed to whatever god that was listening that it would work. He dropped the .9mm back on the bed stand and darted over to the bottom drawer of his dresser. There he kept all of the sex toys that he'd accumulated over the years from what he'd bought and from what he'd acquired from past girlfriends. He got a ball gag out and he rubbed it on his neck, smearing it with his blood. He got a second ball gag and stuffed it into his back pocket along with a couple of pairs of handcuffs. He went to the top drawer where he grabbed a silver knife that his Goth ex-girlfriend gave him as a birthday present one year and placed it into his boot for the time being. Plan set, he went to his doorway and tossed the bloody ball gag across the upstairs landing as if it were a grenade. It bounced a few times as it disappeared down the dark hallway. He grabbed the nightstick and crouched next to the open door of his bedroom, grabbing a pillowcase to press to his neck in hopes of masking the scent. Ashley fell for it. She jumped from the first floor up to the second to land delicately crouched on the banister. Her head whipped in the direction that the bloody ball gag went off in. She paused, sensing that something wasn't right. She narrowed her eyes and couldn't see James down the hallway. Yet his blood was concentrated in that direction. That's when James struck. She turned her head in time to see the baton coming right for her face. It caught her across the eyes. She screamed in frustration and flailed about for him. Her hand caught the collar of his shirt, tearing it as she pulled him with her. The banister gave way and they both crashed down in the middle of the first floor hallway with debris from the broken railing all around them. James landed on Ashley, which cushioned the impact for him. He was on his knees, straddling her midsection. Ashley was momentarily dazed which was all the time he needed to shuck his shredded shirt off and shove the second ball gag into her mouth. He then flipped her onto her stomach where he latched the ball gag into place and used both sets of handcuffs on her wrists. He then flipped her again to her back where he sat back on her stomach. He yanked the knife from his boot and held it up to her neck. Ashley's eyes went wide with fright and then narrowed with rage. She couldn't believe that this damnable human managed to pin her. She growled at him from behind the gag. "Easy, Vamprilla," James said. Ashley struggled and it made her breasts dance provocatively in front of him. What the hell was he going to do with her? Now that she was apparently subdued, he couldn't very well kill her. That went against his nature. Hell, he felt bad enough having to use the baton on her just to stay alive. He couldn't exactly let her go or else he'd be instant lunch and he couldn't keep her either. His eyes fell to her breasts again. She looked up at him with want and desire in her gaze. She writhed suggestively underneath of him. "Are you actually getting off on this," he asked. She looked up at him, hesitant to answer, and nodded. He noticed that her fangs had retracted a bit. "So, does your original offer still stand?" She gave him another nod. James trailed the knife down from her neck to her cleavage. There he parted the taught fabric with a single flick of his wrist. Her breasts spilled out and her nipples stood on end. He figured her for a large C cup. Since he didn't think that it was all too cold in his house, he suspected that she was highly aroused. He reached back and cupped her sex, rubbing it through her sheer black panties. His suspicions were confirmed when she closed her eyes and moaned with obvious pleasure. He squeezed her mound hard and she writhed, lifting her hips up to meet his hand. She was find this whole thing erotic after all. Talk about playing with your food. Ashley's eyes flashed open and he met her gaze. Somehow he could read the want and need in her beautiful green eyes. The red was still there filling up the whites as opposed to the irises. James slid down her body to kneel between her legs that she opened wide in invitation when he felt her up. He used the knife to cut the waistband on her panties before tearing them off. Then he tossed it aside and reached up to rip her dress the rest of the way, baring her body to his. Her eyes flickered downward to the obvious bulge in his pants. James quickly undid them to allow his hard cock to spring forth from his boxers. Ashley's eyes went wide at his size. He wasn't overly large like a porn star but he was larger than your average male. Without hesitation James lifted her hips and plunged his cock right into her. Ashley squeaked in surprise as his cock filled her tight pussy completely. James hissed with pleasure as he couldn't believe how tight she was. She was tight to the point of being damn near virginal. James leaned into her grabbing her hair with one hand and one of her tits with the other. He yanked her hair back to bare one side of her neck as he roughly thrust into her. Ashley closed her eyes and moaned. Her legs wrapped around his waist again. She squeezed with her thighs, goading him on. James obliged by pounding into her as hard as he could, spurred on by her continual grunts of pleasure. He decided to return the favor to her from earlier by biting down onto her bare neck. Ashley let out a long groan of passion as he sucked hard on her neck. Ashley bucked hard against him. She brought her hips in time with his hard thrusts. His cock tore across her clit perfectly as the erotic pleasure threatened to undo her. She began screaming behind her gag. Her fangs elongated once again. She jerked her head up at his in an attempt to get his attention. "What," he asked, giving her an annoyed look at interrupting the great rhythm they had going. She mumbled something that he couldn't quite hear. As he'd heard many women talked while gagged before, he got the gist of it. "If I take this out to hear you, you'll behave, right?" She paused to think it over and then nodded. He unlatched the ball gag and eased it from her mouth, making sure to stay clear of her fangs. "Please," she panted, "Please! I need to feed. I want to feed. Please let me it's been awhile," she begged him. James arched an eyebrow at her while looking at her with suspicion. She sounded desperate now. Gone was the cool headed ice queen seductress. Now there was just a woman beneath him who had to fulfill a very basic need. "I swear to you that I will not take more than is needed. It has been so long and there is not enough time left for me to hunt for another," she added. He had no problem fucking her. Hell even when she bit him at the party it had felt good and he remembered wanting more. He just had no desire to join the ranks of the dead or the undead tonight. 'Not take more than is needed,' he thought. That could range from a small pint to bleeding him dry. He remembered something that his Goth Ex had said about vampires at one time; that they were creatures of their word. They would follow the letter, if not the spirit, of a law, bond, or oath. Eh, what the hell. He actually felt sorry for her. "Swear that you will not kill me or turn me into a vampire while you feed," he said at last. "I swear," Ashley said, nodding. Her need for sustenance and her desire to climax rode high within her. James nodded. He nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent, as he drove into her once more. Ashley cried out in pleasure, digging her heels into his back as he fucked her. She wanted to wrap her arms around this human and hold him as close as possible but one of those damnable pairs of handcuffs he slapped on her was preventing her from using her strength to do so. That was a strange feeling for her since no man before, human or otherwise, had ever made her feel so alive. So she settled for squeezing him with her thighs and her pussy. She breathed out his name as their bodies rocked together. Ashley threw back her head and shrieked at the top of her lungs as she came. Her body exploded in orgasm and she whipped her head down to sink her teeth into James' neck. James continued his hard and steady pounding. The sudden stinging pain from the bite melted away into pure bliss as his cock suddenly erupted within her. He let out a primal yell as he arched his back and drove his cock as deep into her as possible. Ashley let out a passionate whimper as she felt his cock throb within her loins. Her pussy squeezed his cock in time with its spurts, milking it for every drop that it could get. She sucked on his neck, drinking his lifeblood and prolonging his orgasm as she slowly became sated. Staying true to her word, she pulled her mouth back and ran her tongue down the side of his neck to seal the puncture wounds. James shuddered in pleasure and his cock seemed to continue to pump its seed out endlessly. Then they collapsed together, both of them totally spent. "Oh damn that felt good..." James moaned into her neck. "That it was my darling," Ashley agreed, nuzzling her head against his. They laid there together in the hallway for some time until it became uncomfortable for James to be on top of her. He slowly extradited himself from her, his cock still semi hard and making a slight pop as it withdrew from her pussy. He stuffed it back into his jeans before helping her to her feet. "I thought that Vampires were supposed to be really strong," He glanced up at the broken banister above them that they'd crashed though. "Hell, the fact that you made a twenty five to thirty foot standing jump is impressive in of itself." He looked back at her standing naked save for the boots and the gloves. "So what gives?" Ashley half turned and jingled the cuffs behind her back. "One of these is made of pure silver. I cannot use any of my powers while silver is on my body. It's a good thing that I wore gloves or else they would've burned my skin." "Oh," James looked at the cuffs. He now saw which ones he'd grabbed from his drawer. "One of those was left here by my Ex who was big into the Goth scene. It's where I got the dagger from too," he motioned to the silver knife that he'd tossed aside. He walked over to his utility belt and got his cuff key. He undid both pairs of cuffs, letting them drop to the floor. "So, what happens now?" Ashley had the sudden urge to unfurl her claws and slash his throat out. But something deep down stopped her. "You are the first human in a few centuries to get the best of me," she observed, looking at him while she rubbed her wrists. "So?" "The last one staked me. He barely missed my heart. So instead of killing me it just forced me into a hibernation sleep for a very long time." She cocked her head to one side as she studied him. "Why did you not do the same? Why did you let me feed from you?" James shrugged. "I dunno. I guess deep down we're the same. We're just two people trying to get by in this world." He stood by and motioned toward the door. "There's not much I can do. No one would believe me if I told them what happened here. So I guess that you're free to go." Vampiress, Mine - Omnibus She picked up the remnants of her dress and started towards the door. She then stopped and turned, regarding him with curiosity. "You know that I could kill you. Or I could wipe your memory of tonight." "You could," James nodded in agreement, "but I think that'd eliminate possibility of a repeat visit." "You'd..." her voice trailed off. "You'd let me return here if I wished?" He smiled, "I'd love it if you returned. I don't think I'd ever cum so hard before. Best damn orgasm of my life," he said. She took five steps and leapt into his arms. "I think that we have time for one more round before sunrise, if you're up to it that is." *** Chapter 1.5 * Author's Notes: This was a deleted scene for Chapter 1 that never made it into the final version since I was strapped for time and it seemed like it just didn't fit with the original chapter for the Halloween Contest. I've put it here in the Omnibus to give a little bit more about Ashley's back story. My apologies if it seems a little halted or rushed or if there are some serious errors in here as I never expected this part of the story to be resurrected from my "Cutting Room Floor" files to see the light of day. * The moment Ashley leapt into his arms James spun her in place and slammed her up against the wall, pinning her with his body. Her slender legs wrapped around his waist and she dug the heels of her boots into his back. They hungrily kissed each other with renewed vigor. James' cock sprang back to life as his crotch rubbed against hers. Ashley leaned her head back against the wall and moaned as James kissed his way from her mouth to her neck. She snaked her arms around his powerful torso to hold him close, reveling in the feeling of their bodies being closer than ever before. James reached around her thigh to position his cock upwards slightly. Once he felt her waiting slit, still wet from the combination of their fluids, graze the head of his cock he thrust up into her. Ashley cried out in ecstasy as she was penetrated for the second time that evening. She clawed at his back as she squeezed him with her legs and pussy. James drove into her again and again at a slow pace, loving the sound of her crying out in passion each time. His thrusts became harder. Soon he was practically slamming her into the wall each time. Ashley kept goading him on by calling out for more. James obliged her by pounding into her so hard that the plaster on the wall started to crack. Ashley suddenly tensed and threw her head back. "Oh Goddess!" she cried out at the top of her lungs as she climaxed. With every wave of the orgasm she tightened her thighs around James at the same time her pussy squeezed his cock. She then sank her teeth back into his neck, not to feed but to enhance his own pleasure. The effect was immediate as James grunted into her neck as he blew his second load deep into her womb. They gyrated as one up against the wall as they rode out the waves of pleasure together. James managed a couple more quick jerking thrusts as his cock emptied into her before slowly sinking to his knees, sliding them both easily to the floor. "That was magnificent," Ashley purred into his ear as their joined orgasm subsided. She idly ran her hand over his buzz cut hair while he entwined his hands into her red locks. They were still joined at the loins. Every so often her pussy would flutter or his cock would throb slightly, sending tingles of pleasure through them both. "I'm having a hard time figuring out which orgasm was better myself," James mumbled as he kissed her neck. He brought his head up and smiled at her. "So can you call your mom and ask her if you can stay over tonight?" "Aren't you a cheeky boy," Ashley giggled. She hadn't felt this wild and carefree in decades. "I don't suppose you have anywhere that would be free from the sun when it rises, do you?" "As a matter of fact I do," James got up and helped her to her feet before leading her by the hand to the back of the staircase. There he opened the door that led down to the basement. "This used to be my room growing up," he said as they headed down. "For some odd reason I used to feel safe and secure down here as a kid. Mom and Dad converted it to a normal guest apartment after I left for college." Ashley looked around. It was like a small apartment underneath of the main house. It had a studio living area with a bar that separated the living room from the kitchen off to the left of the stairs. To the right were two doors in which she could see a single bedroom with a queen sized bed and a modest bathroom with a good sized shower in it. The best part as far as she was concerned was the fact that there were absolutely no windows. It was completely underground. "This is perfect," she said after completing her inspection. "So where is your family now?" A pained look briefly crossed James' face and was then gone just as fast. "Mom and Dad died in a car accident a couple years back. Their brakes gave out while they were coming down the mountain from a weekend of camping. My sister was killed in a mugging gone wrong a few years before that," he said. There was hollowness in his voice as he said it. "I apologize, I had no idea," James waved it off. "I figure that it must be worse for you living for a long time," he said. "Lord knows how many people you must've cared about that have come and gone over the years." He saw a flicker of pain on her face that told him he'd hit a nerve. Ashley smiled as she pulled her gloves off before unzipping and stepping out of her thigh high boots. She then strode forward to take his hand, leading him to the bathroom. "Why don't we freshen up?" she said seductively, "then we can comfort each other right before we turn in. Can you call your boss and tell him that you're sick for the morrow night?" "Thankfully, I took tomorrow night off since I knew that I'd be partying long and hard tonight," he said, sharing her smile as he shucked the rest of his clothes off and followed her into the shower. It was a large shower for a small apartment that he'd worked on back in high school as a shop class project. It had sliding glass doors, bench seating, and the floor was large enough for someone his height of six feet even to easily lie down on. Once he was in college and back for the summers, he'd installed inconspicuous eye hooks around for when he brought girls down that were into bondage in a shower. James casually turned the water on and took Ashley into his arms. They made out underneath the warm spray of water as it seemingly washed all of their cares away. After a while it was James who broke off the kissing as he remembered why they were in there to begin with. He grabbed the shower sponge and body wash nearby to soap them both up taking great care to clean between her legs. The act made Ashley moan with pleasure as she pressed herself into his hand as the sponge ran across her bare slit. James then positioned her directly under the water and proceeded to run his hands all up and down her body to rinse her off. He stayed down on his knees on the floor after getting the last of the soap off of her legs. She gave him a questioning look but then soon got what he was up to when he buried his face into her crotch and started to lick. She screamed to the heavens as his tongue lapped at her clit. Ashley braced her back up against one wall and put one leg up on the opposite to give him better access. James looped his arms around her thighs and lifted her slightly so that she was no longer standing on her own. That gave him direct access to her pussy which he then proceeded to fuck with just his tongue. Ashley was having her third screaming orgasm of the night within seconds. She let out a whimpering sigh as he lowered down onto the floor of the shower. Not to be outdone, Ashley shoved his shoulder, pushing him backwards. "I bet I can make you come faster," she said, smiling wickedly at him. "Challenge accepted," James said, returning the smile. Ashley took his semi-hard cock in her petite hand and gently stroked it to life. Once he was rock hard she went down on him, taking his full length into her mouth and a bit down her throat. James moaned with pleasure, head rolling back, as she sucked on him hard. She then came up and ran her lips down the side of his shaft all the way down to his balls. "One thing that humans love about us vampires is that there is more than once place for us to suck on to get good blood," she said softly. James looked down at her and arched a questioning eyebrow at her. She smiled up at him. She took his cock in one hand and continued to stroke him while she kissed her way across the lower part of his pelvis to his inner thigh. "The aorta is good," she said, continuing her lesson, "but the femoral artery is better and it is far more erotic." She gave his inner thigh a lick, bared her fangs, and chomped down at the point where his inner thigh met his crotch. "HOLY FUCK!" James yelled at the top of his lungs as his body convulsed, arching his back, while his cock suddenly blew. Streams of cum jetted out and he swore that they nearly hit the ceiling. The pleasure from her sucking on his inner thigh while she furiously pumped his cock made him involuntarily jerk around like a marionette on a string. It was over almost as soon as it had begun and James fell flat onto the shower's floor. "Ok," he panted, "you win." Ashley licked his new puncture wound clean to close it before rising up onto her knees. "Told you," she said playfully as she leaned back to rinse the semen out of her hair that'd landed on her. She then grabbed the sponge to clean him off, rubbing her wet lithe body over his in the process. "I've had centuries to perfect that little trick." "I believe you," James said shuffling to a sitting position. Once they were cleaned off for the second time, he took the lead by taking her to the bedroom. "So just how long have you been alive?" Ashley sighed as she flopped onto the bed. "Let's just say that I remember a time when Scotland and England were two different countries back while this continent was just being explored." James let out a low whistle as he lay down next to her. "I'm guessing from the red hair and the fair skin that you were on the northern part of the border? You don't sound Scottish," "Oh ay, I guess that I ken talk muir like I wis from the auld country," she said in a Scottish burr. She immediately switched back to her American accent. "But considering that for a time I had to hide my native accent, it's just easier to continue on without it." She gave him a sardonic look. "I guess that you want to know about how I became a Vampiress?" "I do admit to being curious," James said. "Besides, what's Halloween or Samhain without a little story about things that go bump in the night?" he gave her a dashing smile. Ashley couldn't help but return his smile. He was so charming. "Ok. After all, you are letting me stay over so I don't have to make a mad dash for my own haven before I get cooked by the sun." She snuggled up underneath of his arm and began recounting her tale... * I was just a few months from my eighteenth birthday. Times were tough back then so if you were not helping with the family business, or teaching the little ones, or minding the home, then you were working. I'd been hired on as a barmaid at the tavern in town. Hmmm... I like the idea of you in a simple corset showing off cleavage with a barmaid's dress while serving drinks. Hush. You want to hear this or not? Sorry... Well, you aren't far from the truth in what I wore back in those days. I'd been working as a barmaid, or 'tavern wench' as Americans nowadays like to put it, since I was sixteen. Two years running and I'd managed to keep the gentlemen off of me and out of my bed. Granted, I got the occasional pinch, poke, and fondle, but nothing more than that. There was a boy that I'd fancied at the time and the most I'd ever gone with him was feeling each other up in the hay loft while kissing. All that changed when an English lord came to town one night and fancied me. I tried to refuse him but he offered my employer a lot of money to have me for the night. I was taken to his room, told that all I was going to do was serve him for the evening. I had no clue exactly what the so-called 'service' involved. Just as I was serving him ale he moved with an inhuman speed. I was stripped and on my back before I even knew what had happened. And then he was inside of me, taking my virginity. It hurt at first but I got over the loss of my maidenhead quickly. He drove hard into me for who knows how long. Thinking back on it on, it really wasn't all that bad. He brought me to orgasm. But right as I had my first taste of that exquisite pleasure was when he struck. He bore his fangs and sank them into my neck. I'd never felt such rapture before. I came long and hard as I enjoyed my first blush of passion. But he never stopped feeding on me. When I realized that something was wrong I fought him. I bit him. I scratched him. But it was to no avail and it was far too late. He took all of my blood and killed me. As my life ebbed I heard him laugh as he hovered over me, savoring the taste of me. But he was careless. Right as he got up off of me a single drop of his blood fell down onto my lips. It was just enough for me to turn. So what happened? Well, a newly turned vampire has to feed immediately or else they perish. Usually a vampire will stay near the one they've turned to offer just enough blood to sustain them before showing them how to properly hunt. As this English lord was in the process of leaving what he expected was a corpse, he was quite surprised when I suddenly leaped from the bed and buried my newly formed fangs into his neck and drained him dry. You should've seen the look on his face. It was quite comical. Once I was sustained, I broke off a chair leg and drove it through his heart just to make sure that he was done for. He turned to ash instantly. * Ashley sighed as she turned over to cuddle up against James. James wrapped his arms around her. "So what happed next?" "Like you said; I survived. The tavern keeper thought a monster ate us both as there was blood and ashes all over the place. I was long gone already hiding in a nearby cave." Ashley said. She smiled and nudged him a bit when she saw that he was looking for more than just that. "I think that's enough for story time for our first night together. I feel sunrise coming on," she said, trying to stifle a yawn. *** Chapter 2: * Author's Notes: Originally published 11/06/03 under my former screen name. * "I'm not alone, it's good to know. Someone's out there to say hello." -Elton John and Lady Gaga. "Hello Hello" (2012) "Hey James, poker night again this Friday, are ya in?" James smirked as he closed his locker up after another long night shift and grabbed his bag. His partner had been trying to get him back into the weekly poker night for a month now. Lately, his free time had been occupied with a mixture of his weekly fencing classes and his personal time with Ashley. It felt good to have something resembling a social life again, even if it was with a lady of night. "Nah, the full moon is this Friday and Ashley has something special planned. Besides, I wouldn't want to take your paycheck again." His partner rolled his eyes and sighed. "You got to be careful with new girlfriends, man. They'll suck the blood right out of you." James let out a bark of laughter. "And if I'm really lucky she'll do it from the inner thigh again," he said as he left the locker room, leaving his partner behind looking confused at that statement. He felt a chill go down his spine as he walked out to his car and it wasn't from the wind blowing either. Just thinking about Halloween night, or Samhain as Ashley called it due to her Celtic roots, always made him horny. Regardless of how it was called, he and Ashley had torn up the house quite a bit that night in their second round of sex during what they were now calling their first date. Ashley had been nice enough to replace the couch and coffee table they'd wrecked while wrestling around the living room to determine who'd be on top. He'd just finished repairing the spackle in the hallway just last night from where they'd slammed each other into the walls repeatedly. Eventually they'd made it down to the basement to his old room/apartment where they had showered and then had a 'who could make the other cum faster with oral sex' contest. She'd won by sinking her fangs down into his femoral artery right where his left inner thigh met his crotch while she stroked him. With the full moon approaching, James figured that it was time for Ashley to feed again. Unlike the stock Hollywood creatures that were so popular, Vampires didn't need to feed every single night. It was more like once every month or so depending on the potency of the blood that they consume which was why she liked to feed when the moon was at its fullest. Ashley had laughed when he'd asked if he'd be bitten every night. She then rolled her eyes when he asked for her take on the Twilight books and movies. "I swear that everyone thinks that we're a bunch of fucking day walking lampposts now," she'd scoffed. It took James no time at all to get home to kick off the start of his three day weekend. Living close to work and getting off of his shift at midnight contributed to the short drive time. "I'm upstairs, James," Ashley's voice greeted him as soon as he was through the front door. Grinning like an adolescent schoolboy, James took the stairs two at a time in anticipation careful not to touch the bannister. He had yet to repair that from where he'd first tackled her. James wasn't expecting Ashley to be here tonight. "I figured that you'd be at court tonight," he said as he walked into the master bedroom. He stopped dead in his tracked when he found her lounging on the bed wearing a black corset, with matching panties, hose, and garters. Her fiery red hair was splayed out underneath of her in contrast to the white sheets. The large bay windows were open and the moonlight poured into the room. James' jaw dropped and his cock bulged within his pants. "I figured that we'd make use of the windows in your room while the moon is full," Ashley purred, her hands running across the sheets. "And I just love the way these new sheets feel." I'm sure you'll change that opinion here in a minute, James thought as he swallowed to regain his composure. "I thought that you weren't going to feed for another couple of days," he asked as he walked up to the side of the bed. He sat beside her and trailed a finger up her leg. "Doesn't mean that I can't have a little snack before the main course is served, does it?" She asked innocently, batting her eyes up at him. "Feel free to nibble at any time, babe," he said leaning in to kiss her full on the lips. She wrapped her arms around him as she held him close to make out with him. "Mmmm, as much as I'd like to, darling," she purred, "I can't. I don't want the well to dry up and then where would I be?" "Good point," James said, leaning back just long enough to shuck his shirt off. Statistically if every single vampire fed every single night then humanity would've been extinct a long time ago and vampires wouldn't have been long behind them. Ashley grabbed at his belt and pants. "Get these off already I've been waiting for you all night," she said impatiently. James undid his belt and fly, opening his jeans just enough for his cock to rise up out of his boxers. Ashley gave him a couple of strokes before pulling on him to get James to mount her already. She spread her legs and James moved between them. He then grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head. Instead of entering her immediately, he decided to tease her by simply grinding into her. She shuddered as his cock rubbed her wet pussy through her silk panties. Vampiress, Mine - Omnibus "Don't tease," Ashley whined as she writhed beneath him. She tried to roll him but found herself unable to budge him even an inch. "What the hell?" She looked around in alarm but the only thing she could see was James pinning her wrists. She struggled against him and found herself helpless in his grasp. James gave her a mischievous grin. "So would now be a bad time to tell you that you're lying on silver lined sheets?" He'd ordered them just for this purpose and they'd arrived earlier in the week. He put them on the bed this morning. She'd confided in him that she loved the feeling of being helpless at times so long as it was with the right person. As James had yet to do her any harm, like trying to stake her or anything, she'd dubbed him as the right person for her. "You're evil!" Ashley cried out, bucking against him. No wonder I felt so relaxed, she thought as James laughed at her helplessness. "James, please, let me on top." This time she rotated her hips up into him suggestively. "You know that I'll make it worth your while." "Oh if you insist," James said with a mock sigh. "I do so hate to hear a grown vampire beg." "Liar," she playfully slapped him on the shoulder as he let her up. James rolled to his back and she mounted him, pulling her panties to the side and sinking down onto his hardness. She let out a moan of relief as she felt his cock fill her up. "You know you're just a big sucker for a redhead." "Guilty," James slid his hands up her thighs. Ashley rocked her hips back and forth, riding him, as she bathed in the full rays of the moon. To James she looked like an angel as the moonlight gave her pale skin a bright glow. He glanced behind her and caught her reflection in the mirror on the opposite wall above his parent's old vanity. James wished that he had a camera handy to take a picture as from behind Ashley was silhouetted perfectly in the moonlight, musing on the fact that he could see her reflection. Another myth busted. She'd chuckled at his surprised look that the day after Halloween when he noticed that she was using a mirror to straighten up her hair. Ashley planted her hands on his chest as she increased the tempo, rhythmically sliding up and down his length. She enjoyed feeling his large cock buried deep inside of her tight pussy and loved the fact that he was an attentive lover. Others in the past ejaculated within seconds. James had the ability to last as long as she wanted. Tonight, though, she wanted hard and fast. Grabbing his hands, she guided them up her waist to her breasts. James took the cue in stride to pull the top of the corset down just enough to expose her tits. Cupping them in his hands, he fondled them while brushing his thumbs across her nipples. Ashley leaned back and sighed with pleasure. "More," she panted. James brought his hips up to meet her downward motion while he increased the pressure on her breasts, squeezing them hard before pinching her hardened tips. "YES!" Ashley cried out as she started to climax. The moment she felt her body go over the edge she bared her fangs and embedded them into her lover's neck. James stiffened and then shuddered as he felt the pleasure from her bite radiate from the side of his neck all the way down to his loins. His cock erupted inside of her instantly, coating her innermost folds with his semen. Ashley moaned as her pussy contracted in counter time with his throbbing cock; squeezing it every time it became engorged to pump another stream out. Ashley groaned with pleasure, licking the side of James' neck to seal the bite. She took just a little sip to hold her over for another couple of days. James shared her groan as his body gave off another small pleasure spasm in response. He certainly loved the feeling of her body against his, especially the tightness of her pussy as it gripped him. Not for the first time he wondered what her secret was on how she was able to stay that tight all the time. Maybe I'll let you in on that one of these days, darling, Ashley projected to him telepathically. James smiled in response and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close while their bodies hummed from the shared orgasm. He chuckled as he thought of the age old joke that girlfriends can read the minds of men. In his case, it was literally true. He hoped that one day he'd be able to do the same with her. Ashley told him that it was possible in time but he sincerely doubted it. Ashley settled into his embrace, lying on his chest, as he idly stroked her hair. It was soothing to the point that she soon had her eyes closed and she was humming contently. James had an oddly calming effect on her. It was strange feeling this safe and secure with a human. Ashley had never experienced that before even when she was one herself. She pushed those thoughts aside for the time being in order to just enjoy the moment with him. * In the nearby park, the shadowy outlines of two wolves moved in time with one another. When they go to the southeast corner of the park they stopped to rise up onto their hind legs to stand like humans. They turned their attention to one particular two story house. "You are sure that this is the correct place?" the taller of the two asked. "Yes," the shorter replied. "A single female vampire has been using this mortal to feed off of since the last full moon." He lifted his muzzle up to get a sniff of the breeze heading in their direction. "They are both there now," he said. "I have their scent." "Oh well, can't be avoided now." The taller one sighed. Killing humans directly tended to attract attention to their kind which was usually why it was generally avoided. "Let's get this done so we can go back to the pack to report one less Vampire in the world." He placed a claw on the shoulder of his pack mate. "You have done well for an Omega." The Omega bowed his head in thanks. "Thank you, I hope that you remember me when you report to the Alpha." "Oh I will, I will indeed," the taller one, one of the pack's Betas, replied. He gestured with his claw and the two of them dropped to all fours and charged for the house. * Outside the wind shifted slightly, enough to make a whistling noise as it hit the windows. James frowned. "I'm going to have to fix that," he grumbled as he mentally added it to the list of home improvements and repairs that he had going. Ashley's eyes snapped open as her nostrils flared. She bolted upright and looked out the window. "Oh Goddess..." she whispered, aghast. James felt the sudden alarm within her. His senses went on alert. "What, what is it?" he shuffled out from underneath of her to look outside. He then saw the two forms that looked like large dogs that were running towards the house from the park. "What the fuck?" "Werewolves," Ashley said, her voice taking on a hard edge. "Stay here, I'll take care of them," Ashley said getting up from the bed. She flexed her hands once and long nails sprouted out like claws. "Are you insane?" James asked, going for his drawers. The sudden claws impressed him and even scared him just a bit but he managed to keep a straight face about it. "It'd be two to one and it's my house they're about to invade." "What are you going to do against two werewolves? Toss a doggie biscuit at them in hopes that they'll roll over so you can pet their belly?" They were both moving fast now in preparation for their unannounced visitors. James looked up from his rummaging just long enough to give her a dirty look. "The only thing I pet around here is you," he said, ignoring her stuck out tongue in response. James went on looking through his drawers. "Besides, as hilarious as that would be, I got something better in mind." "Chew toys?" Ashley asked sardonically. "These are werewolves, James. They're ravenous razor blades in thick fur coats. They'll tear you to shreds." He whirled in place. "And what the hell do you think that they're going to do to you if you're ready to fight them? Ask you out for a howling good time?" They glared at each other for a moment, neither of them backing down. "You don't have to be Rambo on this, Ashley. Let me help you." Despite her better judgment, she nodded. He held up the silver daggers that he pulled from the drawer. He'd bought a second one to increase his ever growing arsenal against the supernatural. "I took your fine ass down with one of these and a pair of silver cuffs. Am I safe to assume that silver has the same effect on them as it does with you?" She nodded again and James smiled. "Good, then here's what we do..." * The Omega hit the door hard and slumped to the ground when it didn't budge, yelping in pain and frustration. "It's locked and it won't give," he complained. "Why the fuck do humans like solid wooden doors anyway?" The Beta merely shook his head. "Punch though the side and open it from the other side, you idiot. Humans never secure their dens completely." The Omega nodded and followed his directions. The Beta could hear the human swearing on the other side and grumbling about making modifications to his dwelling. He couldn't help but let out a bark of laughter at that. The silly human actually thought that he might be alive tomorrow to fortify his den. Once the Omega had the door unlocked, he kicked it open hard. The door swung open, nearly coming off of its hinges. He heard the human on the other side let out a huff of air as the door slammed into him where he was hiding behind it. "Stupid mortal," the Omega growled, picking the man up by his neck. "Where's the vampire?" he demanded. When the human jerked his head to the side towards the stairs, the Omega dropped him in a heap there in the hallway. The Beta clucked his tongue at the battered human as he followed his compatriot in. "Too bad, you might have given us a good fight had you been properly prepared," he said. "Now all you'll be is a late night snack after we finish the vampire," he chuckled as he turned to walk down the hall behind the Omega. Then there was a sudden flash of pain as something cut straight through his ankle. The Beta screamed and flailed about as he fell backwards, landing hard onto his back. He saw a flash of silver over him right before it became the last thing that went through his mind. * James didn't bother looking at the werewolf as his body twitched in its death throes. His gaze was now fixated on the first werewolf that was at the stairs. That one turned the moment his buddy howled out and his eyes went wide. "YOU," it yelled in surprise and fear. As much as he wanted to ask the werewolf what he meant, James didn't have the time or the inclination to do so. Instead he flicked his wrist out and sent the second silver dagger flying. It grazed the werewolf on the shoulder, sending him reeling back in pain. He clutched the wound with his paw as he staggered back. James looked up at the landing. "NOW!" Ashley took one step out of the master bedroom holding the silver sheet in her now gloved hands. She let it fly off of the second floor landing. It covered the werewolf completely. The werewolf now howled and yelped in pain as it tried desperately to get out from underneath of it. The silver worked as the creature's strength was sapped from it. With the second werewolf now dead in a pool of its own blood, James was up and running towards the first. He tackled it hard, making sure to wrap it completely in the sheet. Ashley leapt down to the first floor. In a blur she collected up both daggers and was beside James. "IT BURNS!" the werewolf whined underneath of them, his head finally popping free of the sheet. "Then stop struggling and maybe you'll live," James growled back. "Shift," Ashley commanded the werewolf, bringing both daggers up underneath of its mangy neck. "Don't look at me like that; I've seen your kind shift back to human form while you have silver on you so I know that you can do it. Now shift or else my human here is going to have a new kind of trophy to mount on his wall." James gave her a sideways look and frowned for a second before looking back down at the werewolf. "I'd do it if I were you. Once she gets that look in her eye she gets jittery and just wants to kill things." The werewolf sighed as he faced the truth that he was clearly defeated. He shook as his face morphed right before them to take on the visage of a young man in his late teens. "Now what?" he asked in a slightly nasal voice. "Nap time," James said, punching him out. He rolled the boy out of the sheet long enough to slap the silver handcuffs on him before rolling him back up. He looked at Ashley as she handed him the daggers. "I thought that you couldn't use your powers when there was silver on you." "Wearing gloves and holding them by the metal hilt doesn't qualify," Ashley said, frowning down at the werewolf. "Otherwise how'd we be able to fight these fleabags or hunt down one of our rogue members of our society if we couldn't wield silver ourselves?" "Good point," James conceded. He stood up and winced, holding his ribs where the doorknob connected with them. He lifted up his shirt to see that they were already bruised on his left side. He caught Ashley's sardonic look. "Okay you were right; hiding behind the door was a bad idea." "Thank you for saying so," Ashley gave him a wry grin. "You're lucky they didn't turn you to kibble right then and there." "They were too fixated on finding you to do that," he looked over at the dead werewolf at the door. "So who the fuck do I call on this; the police or animal control?" Ashley went for the phone in the living room. "The Sherriff," she said, picking it up and dialing. James frowned. "This is city jurisdiction." "Not that kind of Sherriff, my dear." * "Ashley, darling," Zoe exclaimed as she swept into the house as if she owned it. She easily danced around the medics and the humans as she went straight for her friend. Zoe tossed her light brown hair back just before she gave Ashley air kisses. "Hello Zoe, I'm glad that you could come on such short notice," Ashley said. James looked up from where he sat at the foot of the stairs and gave Ashley a questioning look. This is the Vampire's Sherriff? He asked her in his mind. Ashley gave him a sheepish grin and a shrug. James rolled his eyes and then turned his attention to another Vampire that had followed Zoe in. This one was a medic who merely clucked his tongue in dismay as he reached into his bag to pull out bandages that were soaked in some kind of fluid. Zoe took in the destruction in the hallway and made a slight tsk sound in disdain. "So this is the hovel that you've been staying at for the past month?" "Hey!" James protested as he tried to get to his feet only to be shoved back down onto his ass by the medic. "This 'hovel' is my home, thank you very much," he said, glaring at the newcomer. Zoe turned to look at him. "Mmmm...and this must be your latest cuisine," she inhaled deeply, getting James' scent. "Oh now I know why you've been keeping him to yourself." Zoe glanced back at Ashley and smiled. "Surely you wouldn't begrudge a friend a taste, would you?" Before Ashley could say anything, Zoe shooed the medic away, pulled James to his feet, and pressed her slender body to his. She got up on her tip toes to nuzzle his neck and give it a quick lick. "Mmmm, do stay still dearie and I promise that you'll enjoy it," she said. James shuddered as he felt the erotic chill run up his spine when her tongue made contact with his skin. The pain in his side seemed to vanish almost instantly. He closed his eyes, lolled his head back, and let out a groan as he felt his cock stiffen in his jeans. "Uhhhh, Zoe," he breathed out in a husky voice, "just one thing though," "Yes darling, what is it?" His eyes snapped into focus and his gaze stopped Zoe cold as she felt a slight pinprick of pain in her gut. She stepped back and looked down to see James holding a sliver dagger poised right in front of her stomach, whipped out from where he'd had it tucked in his belt. Zoe looked back up at him in surprise as he smiled cruelly at her. "The snack bar is closed. You take a bite out of me and I'll make sure that you're ash before you can even contemplate regretting it." Zoe stepped back, her face contorted in fury. "You dare to attack me while Sanctuary is in place?" "From what I understand from what Ashley told me, Sanctuary can only be given by your Prince and only applies to locales that he designates." James spread his arms to indicate their surroundings. "This, as I had mentioned, is my home and the only two people who have guaranteed protection is Ashley and Lieutenant Gurley." "Besides," Ashley said, stepping up to lock arms with James, "he's mine." Zoe looked shocked but then recovered quickly as she threw her head back and laughed. "I've never seen you so possessive of a mortal before. But then again, I can see why you are. He is an exquisite catch." Zoe shrugged. "Pity, maybe I'll have him later after you've had your fun with him. No matter, I'm here on orders of the Prince." "The Prince," that had Ashley's attention, "what is it?" "Usually it's a guy noble birth who's the son of a king," James quipped, "but I don't think that's important right now. Ashley elbowed him in his wounded ribs, sending him down to the floor in a fit of agony in order to shut him up. The Vampire medic sighed and went back to work. Unimpressed, Zoe rolled her eyes. "You and your boy toy are to appear in court tomorrow night just after sundown. Be sure that you follow the medic's instructions in healing him. The Prince wants to meet the mortal who has taken down both a Vamp and a Were and we would like him in top condition." Ashley scowled but nodded. "We'll be there." * "Yeowch! Watch the ribs, babe!" James howled as Ashley helped him into the downstairs bedroom. "Oh quit being such a big baby," Ashley said as she tossed him onto the bed. "Just lie on your back and let me do my work." If she'd had enough time she would've taken him upstairs to his normal bedroom but she was pressing it as it was. "I can't believe you fucking elbowed me right where my ribs are cracked." "You're lucky that's all that happened to you since I've seen her kill people for less than your little joke." Ashley retorted. She crawled up onto the bed and straddled his hips. "Now, let me take care of you real quick before the sun rises so that you can heal properly," she said as she stripped her black velvet gloves off. Using her left thumbnail, Ashley poked a small hole into her right wrist just enough to allow a small amount of blood to bubble out. She held it to James' mouth. "Drink," she said. "Come on; medic's orders, remember?" James gave her a dubious look but did as he was told, pressing his lips to her wrist to suck. He'd thought that the medic was joking earlier when he'd said that Ashley would have to finish the healing process. Much to his surprise the blood tasted sweet to him and had the consistency that was like a mixture of nectar and honey. It was just as intoxicating as her kisses and bites were and he found himself wanting more. He grabbed her wrist with both hands, clamping down with his mouth, and sucked hard. "Ah," Ashley pulled back after he got a couple of good gulps down, "not too much, my dear, we don't want you addicted." She licked her wrist to seal the wound and then leaned down to kiss his lips. "You only get just enough to help you heal," she whispered in between kisses. James let out a frustrated groan. "If you say so," he said, his voice husky once again as he inhaled her scent. Ashley smiled at him before kissing her way down his bare chest. When she got to the bandages she tore them open she saw that he was already healing. The medics did a good job with the medical liquid that they soaked the bandages in. It helped supernaturals and mortals alike heal in record time. Ashley bared her fangs and plunged them into his left side where the damage was the worst. There she sucked on his blood just a bit before plunging her tongue into each one to make sure that her saliva got under his skin. She figured that his wounds would be healed by the next moonrise. Vampiress, Mine - Omnibus James' response to her bite and lick was immediate as he arched his back in pleasure. Ashley had to hold onto the sides of his torso to avoid being bucked off. She felt his instant erection press into her belly from where she was straddling him. Smiling, she undid his pants and reached into his boxers to pull his rock hard cock out. "I see someone wants attention," she said playfully as she moved down further on the bed to lick his shaft along the side. Letting out a deep growl, James couldn't hold back any longer. With renewed vigor that he didn't even know that he had, he sprang up from the bed and had Ashley pinned up against the wall. Ashley let out a moan of pleasure as she was slammed hard into the wall. "Good to see my blood working on you so fast," she breathed into his ear. James ignored her as he reached down to grab her thighs, lifting them up and around his waist. He then reached down to slide her panties to one side before quickly plunging into her, making her gasp in the process. With hips pumping faster that he'd ever imagined possible, he fucked her hard with wild abandon. Ashley clung to him, screaming with passion with every thrust into her tight pussy. She dug her nails into his shoulders as she was mercilessly pounded against the wall repeatedly. Suddenly James let out a guttural roar as his cock exploded as he continued to hammer his cock deep into her pussy. "Oh!" Ashley cried out, totally unprepared for his sudden orgasm as he own passion was still rising. She bared her fangs again and sunk them into his neck. This time when she sucked on him it was to mark him and to prolong his pleasure rather than to feed. It worked as James howled. Finally Ashley reached her peak as she felt her pussy first flutter then convulse as she was sent over the edge. When they were totally spent they just stayed there against the wall, both breathing heavily and sweating hard as they came down off of the erotic high. James pulled back slightly to nudge her head with his, prompting her to turn her face to him where he kissed her passionately. Their lips locked and their tongues intermingled with each other. Ashley sighed with pleasure, not wanting the moment to end, but she could tell that time was running out. "James," she panted, "I...I need to get to the bed. Dawn approaches." James nodded with resignation. Without a word her turned and carried her over to the bed where he gently laid her down. She looked beautiful to him with her pale skin standing out in stark contrast to her black lingerie and vibrant red hair. Not able to help himself he kissed her deeply on the lips one last time before standing up to leave. Neither of them was comfortable yet sleeping with the other while she was in her death sleep. "James," she called out to him to have him stop by the door. "You'll be here when I wake, right," she asked in a tiny voice. It surprised her since it was the first time that she actually felt vulnerable around him. Catching the change in her tone, James frowned. In two long strides he was back by her side where he took her hand and kissed the back of her knuckles. He smiled down at her, "I promise," he said before giving her a quick kiss on the forehead before turning out the lights and heading out the door. Ashley shifted her body slightly so that she was comfortable. Her body felt like the life was draining from it. As she waited for oblivion to claim her she couldn't help but think about what Zoe had said earlier. Ashley had never been this possessive over anyone before and she'd just marked him. It was a strange feeling for her. The darkness closed in on her and as the air left her lungs and her eyes fluttered closed, Ashley made it a point to discuss the matter more with Zoe the next evening at court. Maybe she would have some more insights that Ashley could find useful. *** Chapter 3: * A/N: Originally published 12/11/13 under my former screen name as "All My Vampiress Wants for Christmas". Winter Holidays 2013 Contest Submission. * PART 1: Ashley sat curled up on James' bed, staring out the window into the darkness at the snow covered landscape outside, and sighed. The weather was as grey and bleak as her mood had been lately. She felt just plain "blah" lately and couldn't, for the un-life of her, figure out why. She'd been waiting at James' house for about an hour now waiting for him to get home. He'd told her over the phone that he had a special present for her for their first Christmas together that he was picking up on the way home from work. Christmas... Ashley wrinkled her nose in disgust at the term as it was yet another way that the Anglo-Saxons had tried to totally stamp out the old ways by incorporating Yule with their own beliefs. She'd expressed her distaste at James' insistence at decorating his house in the gaudy festive lights and wreaths and tree but relented when he said that he was integrating Yule into it as well by supply a Yule Log and other appropriate decorations. Ashley had totally shut up about the whole issue when he had mentioned that it was a reminder to him about everything that he'd lost when his family had passed as he felt it was the only connection that he had left with them. Ashley perked up when she saw the headlights from his car cut through the softly falling snow. Her vampiric eyes tracked the car from a good mile away, following it until it parked in the driveway. She smiled when she saw her boyfriend step out but then frowned when she saw that he had someone with him. Her eyes narrowed in on the stranger; who was this person that he brought home with him? And why was that person another female? * "You know, it's been a while since I've been here," Karen commented as she stepped out of James' car, drawing her black cloak around her for warmth. The white falling snow was a stark contrast to her black cloak and dress as well as her equally black hair and lipstick. Not for the first time since James had called her up did she wonder why she was even entertaining the notion of sleeping with his current girlfriend. Karen figured either she was insane or simply just had a soft spot for James. Maybe both. "Uh-huh..." James grunted non-committedly as he walked up to his house with his Goth ex-girlfriend following close behind. He stopped just before opening it to turn on Karen, his eyes taking on a dangerous edge as they narrowed in on her. "Before we go any further, Karen," he said, lowering his voice slightly so that Ashley couldn't hear him in the house, "I just want you to know that anything you see, hear, and learn in my house tonight goes no further than you. You are not to tell anyone about this, you are not to write to anyone about this, you are not to even blog about this or else I will have your head. Got it?" Karen gaped at him; she'd never seen him like this before. "What is this about?" "I'm about to grant your greatest wish," he said. "You know how you always go on about how you wish that vampires were real so that you could meet a real, live one and have them suck off of you and everything?" Karen rolled her eyes. "Duh, everyone knows that, silly as it is in reality." "Well, congratulations; my girlfriend is a vampire and you're about to meet her, screw her, and feed her. Don't ever say I never give you anything." James commented as he turned to the door. Karen couldn't help but let out a laugh at that but stopped when James paused and gave her a pointed look over his shoulder. Her eyes went wide. "Wait, you're serious?" James didn't answer, he just led her inside and instructed her to go downstairs to the basement apartment and wait for him to arrive with Ashley. In a daze, as her mind reeled with what James had just revealed, Karen did as she was told while he went upstairs. * Ashley advanced on James the moment he was in the doorway, her red hair billowing behind her as she practically flew across the room at him. Despite James whispering at the front door, she'd caught enough to find out who the woman was. "How dare you," she hissed at him, rearing one hand back to extend her claws. "How dare you not only bring another female home with you but bring your ex and let her know of our existence!" James leaned back just enough so that her wild swipe missed him. Out of necessity, he'd become quite adept at evading attacks from anything supernatural. Sparring every other night when he got off of work with Ashley and her BVF (Best Vampire Friend -- apparently the vampiric community had social networking along with all of their own little acronyms as well), Zoe, helped hone his skills. While remaining calm in the face of her attack James whipped out his silver cuffs from his utility belt, snagging her wrist as it went by his face, and snapping it onto her slender wrist. He continued the motion, twirling her around in the process, to catch her other wrist to cuff her hands behind her back. Ashley fell back against him. She looked up, glaring daggers at him, while she snapped at an attempt to bite him wherever she could snag skin. James jerked his head to the side to avoid her teeth. "Now, if you will calm down and follow me, you'll see why I brought Karen here." James said, walking her out the door before him, ignoring her low, cat-like growls in the process. As he walked her down the stairs to the basement apartment, James continued talking. "Zoe had mentioned to me that you've been in a slump lately; that you haven't quite been yourself. Normally I'd blame hormones and chalk it up to being 'that time of the month' if you were human. But since you're not human, I think that I've hit upon the reason why. Zoe mentioned something about you not consuming anyone else's blood but mine which includes all of the serving bowls and glasses that are always available at court, right?" Frowning, Ashley paused in her resistance for a moment to think about that and discovered that both he and Zoe were correct in their observations. Was that why she was in such a mood?" "So I figured that it must be diet. Humans tire of having the same dish over and over again; they eventually get burnt out. Why would Vampires be any different? Y'all like to feed and fuck multiple people and we've been in a monogamous relationship since we've met so you haven't had the opportunity to feed on anyone else," James explained as he opened the door to the basement and led Ashley down. Turning right as they got to the bottom of the stairs they saw Karen sitting on the bed in the small bedroom waiting for them. James pushed Ashley in front of him and put his lips to her ear while he undid her cuffs. "So here is my present to you since I know that you're hungry for something different and a bisexual," he said, silently thanking Zoe for supplying him with stories of their past when they used to share both men and women. "She's wanted to meet a vampire her entire life. I wouldn't keep her waiting." Ashley's face lit up with joy at James' gift. Turning quickly in place she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. "Oh I so love you right now," she gushed, "you really do know what to get a girl for the holiday season. Thank you!" "Enjoy your time together, dear," he said, giving her a quick peck on the lips before Ashley shooed him out. Ashley turned and looked Karen up and down. She was a bit curvier than Ashley was with a slightly larger frame but nothing that would be considered outright overweight. Big boned, certainly, but definitely not fat. Karen's black corset dress pressed her round, ample breasts up considerably to show off a lot of cleavage. Her straight black hair fell down her back to touch the bed where she sat. Likewise, Karen was sizing Ashley up. Ashley was wearing what James liked to call her 'hunting leathers' that she wore when she used to go out looking for a human to feed off of. She hadn't worn it out since Samhain and only put it on when James had asked her to as he loved seeing her in it. Karen noted that they were both about the same height and that Ashley's skin tone was had a bit more color to it than the pale base makeup that Karen wore. Was this really what vampires looked like or was she just duped into fulfilling some kinky fantasy of her ex? "You don't look like a vampire," Karen noted, breaking the silence. Chuckling, Ashley threw back her head and splayed her arms out wide. She bared her fangs and her claws as her eyes turned red with lust from the thought of what she was about to do to this doubting human. "I guess that I could go for the full effect," Ashley said with an evil smile, looking back down at Karen. Karen's eyes went wide as she shuffled back on the bed. Ashley closed her eyes and relaxed, allowing her fangs and claws to retract. When she opened her eyes back up there were normal. "But that is, how you humans say, so Halloween?" Karen was in awe at what she'd just seen and her heart leapt at the thought that vampires do exist. She smiled, "that was SO cool," she exclaimed, "so what happens now? How does this work?" she asked, pulling her black hair back from her neck, "do you just chow down on my neck or what?" "Patience," Ashley purred, leaning in and kissing Karen's neck where she bared it to make the raven-haired girl shudder with pleasure. Ashley trailed a single finger up Karen's thigh, hooking the fabric of her dress to start pulling it up. "We like to play while we feed." "Hmmm..." Karen felt a shiver run down her spine as Ashley pulled her dress up to bare her legs. She slid a hand around Ashley's back to coax her closer. Ashley kissed Karen full on the lips while her hand continued to work on her now bared thigh. Both girls moaned with pleasure as their lips locked and their tongues moved against one another. Ashley wrapped her arms around Karen to start unlacing the corset portion of the dress. Soon she was peeling it off to expose her voluptuous breasts. After Karen was completely exposed, Ashley cupped Karen's round, full tits in her hands and lowered her mouth down to kiss the tips of each. Karen closed her eyes, humming with pleasure, while she slid down in the bed to lie completely flat, spreading her legs slightly. There was something hypnotic in Ashley's kisses that made Karen want to whatever the vampire wanted her to do. Ashley rolled her tongue around Karen's hardened nipple before trailing it down her body down to her naval. Karen shuddered as the erotic jolts shot through her body. Continuing down Karen's body; Ashley brought her hands down between the Goth's thighs, spreading them slightly. Gently, she brushed the back of her finger down her black trim above Karen's moistening slit before parting her lips slightly to bare the girl's clit. Ashley's tongue darted out to tease the sensitive nub, making Karen groan deeply while raising her hips slightly in response. "Yes..." Karen panted with pleasure while her hands came up to knead her own breasts. Ashley looked up to see Karen's face contort with the pleasure, her black lips forming a small O as she lost herself in the moment. Smiling, Ashley sank a single finger into Karen's pussy while gently moving her thumb across her clit. While she fingered Karen, Ashley moved her lips slightly to the right and moved her tongue in tiny circles along the inner thigh. When Karen bucked her hips again in pleasure, Ashley bared her fangs and sank them into Karen's soft flesh. Karen's eyes shot open wide and she screamed as the orgasm of her life slammed through her. * Upstairs, James' head snapped to the side when he heard Karen yell her head off in ecstasy and he mentally chastised himself for not closing any of the doors as the sound carried all the way up to the living room. The distraction was enough so that his onscreen avatar in Call of Duty was promptly stabbed in the back just before it was teabagged by some teenie-bopper with no life from the west coast. James swore under his breath as he got back into the game. One of his teammates, IPWNU1984, however, noticed and spoke up; "Dude, what was that in the background? Sounded like someone screaming." Not for the first time, James cursed the fact that all these new NextGen consoles came with microphones. "Oh nothing," James said, deciding to play it off, "just my girlfriend giving my ex the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced." Being gamers they'd either think he was lying or they'd think that he was the man. BIGBLKBUBBA23 chimed in; "Bro, you got your old lady AND your ex there screwin' each other's brains out and you're just sitting by playing a game?" "Patience man," James told them, "You let the girls have their fun first and then when they want you they'll come for you," he said. "So if I cut out suddenly in the next game or two you'll know that I'll be doing two very fine ladies rather than rage quitting." * Karen just stared up at the ceiling with her chest heaving as her body twitched as the occasional erotic spasm ran through her. "Ahhh..." she breathed while Ashley sucked on her inner thigh. Her pussy was still convulsing around Ashley's finger as it slid in and out. "Oh...my...gawd..." she whimpered. Ashley gave Karen's inner thigh one last, long lick to seal the puncture wound before looking up Karen's body, waggling her eyebrows, and smiling wickedly, "and we're not even remotely through," she said huskily as she crawled up the bed to lie on top of Karen. Ashley slid her hand behind Karen's head and kissed her passionately. "Stick around and there will be much, much more for you," she said. "So I want you to stay here and I'll be right back. * PART 2: Zoe sighed as she flipped the tome closed. She idly reached off to one side to pick up her goblet to take a sip of blood. Grimacing from the taste as it'd gone cold, she placed it back on the desk before getting up to walk over to the window. It was cold and bleak outside and she really didn't feel like going out to hunt for anything fresh. She wasn't sure how long she'd been standing there staring out the window when there was a knock at the front door of her penthouse suite. Wondering who it could be at this late hour as it wasn't long before sunrise, Zoe walked out of her study to the entry way. "Ashley," she exclaimed when she opened the door, "I wasn't expecting you here tonight; I thought that you were with James." Ashley didn't say anything; she simply wrapped Zoe in a hug and kissed her passionately. Zoe was taken aback at first but then returned the kiss. "My, we're frisky tonight, aren't we?" she asked once they pulled back from their embrace. "Thank you for talking to James," Ashley said, "he gave me this wonderful girl to feed off of tonight and I'm thoroughly enjoying her in every way possible." Zoe arched a skeptical eyebrow, "and you're here...why?" "Well since I'm feeding and sleeping with his friend, and you know that I like to enjoy first meals alone, James is left out in the cold for the time being," Ashley explained. "So I have a gift for you since I know that you've wanted this for a while," she stepped off to the side and held out her hand in a flourish towards the door as James stepped into the entry way. Zoe frowned and then her eyes lit up. "Are you serious? You're actually going to let me feed off of him?" Ashley nodded and she nearly squealed with glee. She'd wanted to fuck and feed off of James for some time now and she'd been disappointed when Ashley wouldn't share. Zoe had gotten close last month when James was presented at court ash she had thought that she had her chance then. Now Ashley was giving her the perfect present of all. "Just be sure that you have my boyfriend home before sunrise," Ashley said with a wink and a smile. She lifted up onto her tip toes to give James a quick kiss before heading back to his house to continue her fun with Karen. Vampiress, Mine - Omnibus James was looking Zoe up and down. Zoe was clad in just a simple red silk robe that clung to her slender body. She didn't have the hourglass figure that Ashley had but she was full in the breasts and slightly round in the ass with narrow hips. Zoe brushed a strand of her auburn hair from her face as she sidled up to him, pressing her chest to his. She ran her hands up his body to wrap them around his head, pulling him down to her so that she could kiss him. Moaning deeply, James returned the sensual kiss as he wrapped his arms around her to pull her close. He'd been sporting a hard on ever since he'd left Ashley and Karen together. Much to his disappointment Ashley didn't want him to join in for a threesome just yet; she'd promised him a rain check on that so long as she could have the night alone with Karen. Dejected, James had retired to his bedroom for the night and was about to take himself in hand when Ashley came up with her gift idea for Zoe. James brought his hands around to Zoe's front to undo the belt of her robe. He then slid his hands up her front, grazing her pert breasts and hardening nipples, to brush the robe off of her shoulders to send it falling down to the floor. A sudden wave of impatience overcame Zoe. While she enjoyed soft and sensual sex with a lot of foreplay, her desire to have this man rose up within her. She turned James in place and used her vampiric strength to shove him backwards. James flew through the air to land hard onto the couch in the living room. Zoe followed behind in a blur taking five steps before leaping to land on his lap. She flexed her hands to allow her claws to spring forth. With two swift moves, James' shirt was shredded off of his chest. Before James even had a moment to protest, Zoe was already sliding down his body and shredding his jeans and boxers off of him without even grazing his skin. Zoe retracted her claws, grabbed his hard cock, and took its entire length into her mouth. James' objections at his clothes being ripped and torn died on his lips as he felt Zoe start to suck on his shaft. He moaned, leaning back on the couch while running his hand through her reddish brown locks. Zoe looked up at him lustfully and took him out of her mouth. "I bet you Ashley has never done this to you," she said with a wicked smile as she placed his cock alongside of her face while stroking him. James' mouth quirked in a sideways smile, "If you're going for my femoral artery you're a little late; Ashley has shown me that trick." "Not quite," Zoe said right before she went down on him again; working her mouth up and down his cock rapidly as if she were a veteran porn star. She sucked on him as hard as she could on the next upstroke, suckling on the head for a moment before deep throating him. When she had him fully buried into her mouth on the next down stroke, she locked her lips around his base, extended her fangs to pierce his skin there, and swallowed hard. "HOLY HELL!" James screamed at the top of his lungs as his cock exploded down her throat and continued to do so while she fed off of him. His body became wracked with uncontrollable spasms as he came. He reached out to his sides and dug his fingers into the couch for support while his cock seemed to dredge up reserves of sperm to constantly pump out. When Zoe had her fill, she rolled her tongue around the base of his shaft to close the wound. She kept him in her mouth long enough until his cock finished spurting its fluid before sucking on him a few more times to totally clean him off. James let out a sigh of relief and contentment as he slumped back onto the couch. "Damn that felt good," he breathed. "We're not done yet," Zoe said, still stroking him. She lifted his cock up and gave him a long lick down his entire length on the underside of his shaft. James let out a low moan as he shuddered with pleasure. His withering cock sprang back to life instantly. Once he was hard Zoe climbed up onto his lap and lowered herself down, gasping with pleasure as she felt him slide into her. Zoe placed her hands onto his shoulders and he placed his onto her hips. She ground her hips back and forth into his to ride him hard and deep. James dug his hands into her skin while she fucked him. "Damn, are all vampire girls this tight?" he asked as he felt her pussy squeeze him every time she rocked down onto him. She wasn't as tight as Ashley was but it still felt good. "Trade secret," Zoe whispered huskily as she pressed her breasts into his chest. She ran her tongue down the side of his neck while she fucked him hard and fast. Her nipples brushed up and down his hard muscular chest while her clit was constantly crushed against his pubic bone. Zoe whimpered, closing her eyes and throwing her head back as the passion rose within her. With her superhuman speed and stamina she was soon fucking James harder and faster than he'd ever thought possible with his cock becoming a piston within her pussy. Zoe then started screaming in ecstasy, baring her fangs, as she started to cum hard. When the orgasm hit her, she threw her head forward and clamped her mouth down onto James' neck to feed again. "ARGH!" James cried out, digging his hands hard into her hips as she impaled herself down hard onto his cock right when it began blowing his seed into her. His body convulsed from head to toe from the intensity of the orgasm combined with the feeding. Zoe let out a sigh of relief as she relaxed onto him. "That was soooo good," she said breathlessly. "Ashley has kept you from me for way too long." James stroked her hair. "This will more than likely be for one night only," he said. "So enjoy it while it lasts." Lifting her head to his, Zoe kissed him long and hard on the lips. "Whatever you say," she said. * "So how was it?" Ashley asked with a yawn when James walked into the basement bedroom. She felt dawn rapidly approaching and she let out a second yawn while she stretched out to get comfortable on the bed before she was forced into her death sleep. "Not bad," James said as he sat on the bed next to her. He ran a hand up her naked body before giving her a loving kiss. "But she's not you." Ashley smiled at him. "Good answer." She folded her hands on top of her chest as her eyelids began to droop. "I think that this qualifies as the best Yule," she looked up at him and give him a sly grin, "or sorry, Christmas, ever." "Well, it could've been worse; I could've been singing lousy Christmas carols this whole time," he said. "A good one that comes to mind is We Wish You A Merry Fangs-mas," he said with a grin. Ashley gave him a sour look. "Or how about Oh Come All Ye Merry Gentle Vampires," he asked, his grin broadening while he ignored her low growls. James snapped his fingers. "No, I got it," he said, "How about; all my Vampiress wants for Christmas is her two front fangs..." James sang at her in a childish voice. Ashley managed to cream him with the pillow before death sleep claimed her. *** Chapter 4: * A/N: Originally published 12/11/13 under my former screen name. * "Even though you are competent, appear to be incompetent. While strong in reality, appear to be weak. While brave in reality, appear to be cowardly." -Sun Tzu, The Art of War * Prince Conrad Vanderheim, Supreme Vampiric Ruler of all of Metropolis and its outlining areas, shook hands with the human whose exploits have already been whispered around his court at the top of his building downtown. "Ah, Mister Parker, It is a pleasure to meet you finally," he said after the introductions were made. "I trust that the way in was not too harsh for you?" "Not at all," James said with a smile as he ignored the cold, hard stares coming from some of the gathered vampires. He jerked a thumb back over his shoulder, "All of the guys outside with the Uzis and rubber gloves were surprisingly gentle," he quipped. He'd been through Airport Security with less fuss than it took to get into the vampires' inner sanctum to attend court with Ashley. Out of all the places he expected a vampire sanctum to be, the penthouse floor at the top of one of the towers downtown. Conrad threw back his head and laughed. "I'd apologize for that except that I really couldn't back it up. We take security around here very seriously. But we can talk about that later," he swept his arm off to the side to indicate that James and Ashley were dismissed. "Please, in the meantime, make yourself at home." Ashley wrapped her arm in his and led him off as the next supplicants in line brought their business to the Prince. "You handled that very well, my dear," she said, leaning up to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I figure we have some time to kill until he summons us for the real reason he wants you here tonight." She looked up at him and waggled her eyebrows, "I'm sure we can find something to occupy our time." James chuckled as they walked past the table lines of Nyotaimori and Nantaimori that the vampires had carted out for the night's festivities in celebration of the full moon. He managed to suppress a shudder at the vampires there eating sushi off of the naked human men and women lying on the tables before chasing it down with a blood shooter...or vice versa. He liked the idea of being one of the few humans standing that was not part of tonight's dinner menu. "I'd say your place or mine," he said, trying to keep his mind off the feeding frenzy, "but I don't want to go through Vampire TSA again." Ashley's laughter was like music to his ears. He slid an arm across her shoulders as they found a more secluded area in which to enjoy their night together. Not for the first time since meeting her he thanked whatever god or goddess that existed for his girlfriend's hedonistic lifestyle. While most of the Vampires around were wearing clothes that were more suited to the time period in which they were born, Ashley was wearing nothing more than high heels, a black babydoll negligée and panties to match. The lingerie was cut just high enough to barely see the curvature of her thigh where it met her nice round ass and was translucent enough to barely see her naval and panties underneath of it. If one strained their eyes enough they could probably make out the outlines of her soft pink nipples. When they made it to a dark, quiet corner James grabbed her by her bottom to pull her close to him. He leaned down to hungrily kiss her, his tongue probing deep into her hot mouth. Ashley closed her eyes and moaned, bringing one leg up and around his thigh in response as she rubbed against him. She pressed her swelling breasts against him, reveling in the feel of her hardening nipples scraping across the coarse fabric of his polo shirt. Her sex went damp immediately and she reached down for the fly of his jeans to feel his now bulging cock. "Fuck me while I feed off of you," Ashley breathed huskily. "Gladly," James groaned as he buried his face into her neck to do some sucking of his own. Ashley gasped with pleasure as her hands worked on his pants to free his growing manhood. Once his cock sprang free, James grabbed her ass with both hands to lift her up and pin her to the wall. Ashley wrapped her legs around him, feeling his hands shift the crotch of her panties aside and spread her labia just enough to get the head of his cock nuzzled in. Once positioned, he drove into her and they both moaned with pleasure as they reveled in the sensation of initial penetration. Ashley bared her fangs and sank them into his neck. This time rather than drinking her fill in one large amount, she locked her mouth onto the spot and did small, quick sips. James shuddered in erotic bliss and his cock seemed to become even more engorged inside of her tight pussy. Every time she sucked, he would twitch uncontrollably which would jerk his cock into and out of her in small, rapid thrusts. "Oh...god..." he moaned lustfully as Ashley worked her magic on him. "Ashley, James, there you are!" Zoe's voice cut through the darkness, interrupting their moment. Both of them sighed dejectedly as they straightened up. Ashley licked James' neck real quick to seal the area she'd been feeding from while James quickly stuffed his hardness back into his jeans. "Talk about a vampiric cock block..." he muttered. While the bleeding from his neck was taken care of it did nothing to take care of his erection. He was still painfully hard as his cock strained inside of his pants, wanting to be freed. The fact that Zoe was running up wearing nothing more than a Greco-Roman style toga that had a plunging back and was cut high enough along the legs that you could see where thigh met hip didn't help either. Before Ashley could give Zoe any number of tongue lashings that was running through her mind, Zoe was already talking. "You need to come back to Conrad right now," she gasped as she brushed her stray auburn locks from her face. "Dimitri is there and he's issued a challenge. Ashley's eyes went wide with alarm. "Why?" she finally managed to ask. "I haven't even..." "Not you, dearie, him," Zoe nodded to James, "Dimitri has challenged James." "He's a mortal!" Ashley protested. "What the fuck did I do?" James asked at the same time, flabbergasted at the fact that he'd have to throw down with yet another supernatural. This was starting to get old real quick. Zoe had a pained look on her face. "That...might be my fault," she said sheepishly. "I let slip that you'd gotten the drop on me with your knife last night when I tried to bite you. Dimitri has the hots for me for some time now and he went into an uproar over it." She gave them both a weak smile. "Sorry about that." * Dimitri prowled like a caged animal besides Conrad's throne while he waited for the mortal to appear, ignoring the irritated looks from the Prince in the process. His blood boiled for justice; the nerve of this human for pulling a knife on his beloved Zoe. He would have revenge and show all vampires gathered that humans belong at the bottom of the food chain where they belong. The moral walked in flanked by Ashley and Zoe. His eyes narrowed as he couldn't believe that the human had the balls to come in with the ladies by his side as if he fucking owned the place. This was going to end now. "You," he growled, pointing at him, "are going to pay for your audacity." "Calm yourself, Dimitri," Conrad said lifting a hand up to cut off Dimitri's inevitable tirade. He'd long since gotten bored with Dimitri's outbursts and imagined slights. The fact that he was now picking on a human made him look just that more idiotic to all who were gathered. "I'm sure that James here has a completely logical explanation for his actions." "And which actions would those be?" James asked. The cold stares that he'd received from others in the wings were now openly hostile at his evasion to the Prince's comment. He learned a long time ago not to give anything away when people were in an accusatory mood. It could've been just as Zoe had said or it could be something as simple as he'd ignored someone on his way in. Who could really tell with vampires from one moment to another if just his experience with Ashley, and now Zoe, were any indication. "You pulled a sliver knife on our Sheriff when she went to YOUR home under the promise of protection to investigate a werewolf attack!" Dimitri shrieked, now visibly shaking with rage. James shrugged nonchalantly, "Well I'm sorry but I really didn't want it to go around that I was going to be part of the buffet," he said, gesturing over to the side where vampires were still snacking on humans and sushi. "Well joo will be sorry now, 'uman; 'ze challenge still stands according to tradition." A female's French accented voice cut out from the crowd. It sounded like something out of high aristocracy. Murmurs of assent and a couple of cheers went up at that remark. "Shut up, Jezelle!" Ashley snapped to the French speaker off to her left. In the middle of the crowd, Jezelle The Mistress managed to look offended. "Vhy, 'ee 'ave dees traditions for a reason! Dis 'uman will rise up or 'ee will die," she said, her brown eyes glaring at Ashley. Ashley snarled at her in response and glared right back. She never did like The Mistress and she wondered why Conrad kept that French Bitch around. Ashley turned her attention to Conrad. "Are you really going to allow this?" she asked. Now Conrad shrugged, "Sadly, my hands are tied in the matter. No matter the status of Sanctuary, challenges issued must be met. To even out the playing field, however, this will not be to the Final Death. Three touches with swords per old tradition should suffice." He drew his sword and handed it to one of his attendants to take it over to the human. There were grumblings at the fact that they would not see a human bite the dust tonight. "Well, that doesn't sound too bad," James muttered. "It wouldn't be," Zoe replied, "if he had specified the depth of the touches." When James started at her she arched an eyebrow, "You're dealing with vampires now. Learn to know the letter of the law if not the spirit." "Great..." James grumbled as he stepped forward. The attendant handed him Conrad's rapier and he fumbled with it a bit with a worried look on his face as he walked out into the circle at center of the room. Ashley couldn't help but to bury her face into the palm of her hand as he awkwardly swung and twirled it around a couple of times with his right hand. All of this work to get him introduced to the Prince and her new boyfriend was about to bite the dust in a stupid duel in which he was obviously outclassed. Beside her, Zoe put a comforting arm around her friend and leaned in to her. "James does know how to use a sword, right? You said that he fences," she said in a soft voice. "Looking at him now I think that he just knows enough as to which end to hold," Ashley groaned with despair. Opposite James, Dmitri smiled as he anticipated an easy kill. He drew his sword and let out a bloodcurdling scream, raised his rapier to shoulder height, and charged straight for the hapless human. The moment Dmitri charged James' mouth quirked up in a sly grin. James instantly dropped back into a classic En Guard position while flicking his blade out to his right to parry. The blades clanged loudly as they met. James took a cross step backwards while he thrust the rapier out. His blade skipped off of Dmitri's shoulder, drawing blood, and causing the vampire to howl in pain and frustration. James kept his backward momentum going as Dmitri's motion carried him past. James stepped out of the cross step, reversed his grip on the rapier, and stabbed downward. He caught Dmitri's right leg in the calf muscle causing him to stumble and howl even louder. As Dmitri started to fall, James grabbed the hilt of the rapier by both hands as he pivoted in place. He made a fast two handed swing for Dmitri's head but missed as the vampire was already on the ground skidding away with a trail of blood following in his wake. James completed his little pirouette with a flourish of the blade to come down in the En Guard position, but this time the rapier was now in his left hand. He pointed it down straight at Dmitri. "I believe that is now two touches to zero," he said, his voice hard as he glared at his opponent. The whole exchange took less than ten seconds. Silence now reigned in the room as vampires all around him were staring with shocked expressions. James kept his eyes firmly on Dmitri, not daring to look away for even an instant. Dmitri screamed again as he got to his feet. He held his right shoulder as he lifted his sword up. "I'll kill you," he shouted as he lunged. The weight of the sword being used by his wounded arm caused his aim to go off considerably as the point went down for James' thigh instead of his torso. Vampiress, Mine - Omnibus James did a quick retreat, shuffling the rapier back over to his right hand and parrying down and out. Once the blades made contact, James whipped the sword up and around in a clockwise rotation. At the same time he grabbed Dmitri's sword hand at the wrist. By the time his sword came back around he had Dmitri's blade trapped between his body and his right elbow. Dmitri capitalized on the position, shoving his blade forward. James hissed in pain as he felt the sword slice across his side. He held his grip firm as he completed the circular motion with his own sword. He was then falling backwards. Dmitri reeled back in agony as James' rapier severed his right hand. His hand and sword were now in James' grasp on the floor. Despite the pain, James had a savage smile on his face. "That's three, motherfucker," he gasped in agony from his wound, "AND I got your sword." While the gathered crowd of vampires couldn't help but stare and acknowledge the fact that James had won, Conrad was rising up from his throne clapping slowly while smiling broadly like he was Emperor Palpatine giddy at watching Luke Skywalker kick his father's ass. "Good, very good," he said, giving a slight bow to James. "You learn the rules quickly and overcome obstacles placed in front of you." Snapping his fingers, he motioned for whatever vampire medic that was in the room to attend to James. Ashley, Zoe, and two others rushed forward to start first aid while Conrad circled around them, still talking. "I have need of people like you, James, if you are willing to help that is. You've certainly have caught the ladies' eyes and have earned, at least, a grudging respect from the men." Conrad paused as he bent down to pick up Dimitri's rapier with his right hand still curled around the grip. He held it up to eye level inspecting it as if it were nothing more than an insect. Dimitri cautiously walked up behind him and cleared his throat. "Uhm excuse me, my Prince, but may I have my sword and my hand back?" He was certainly a lot more subdued now that he'd been shown up by a human in front of everybody. "No," Conrad said without looking at the young vampire. "This now belongs to me as the sword belongs to our human friend. Oh don't give me that look. It'll grow back and the pain will be a penance and a reminder as to not to underestimate humans." He looked down at the girls and his medic that were administering first aid to James. "Get him to a private room then bring him to me when he's able to stand again." * "Please?" Zoe pleaded with Ashley for the fifth time since they left the court. "Just once?" "No," Ashley said as they placed James onto the plush bed. The medic let them take James from the court once the bleeding was controlled and his wounds temporally sealed by the vampire bandages. "Help me get his shirt off." "You're no fun," Zoe pouted, "I remember when you used to share your food with me." "That was back when I wasn't dating them," Ashley retorted. "Be thankful that I'm letting you help me seal his wound and get a taste of his blood," she said as she climbed up onto the bed to straddle James across his thighs. Her nimble hands worked on his belt and the fly of his jeans to free his cock. "But that is SO teasing a girl, you know that." "I hate to interrupt here," James said, hissing in pain while Zoe tore his shirt off of his chest. "But could you two argue about feeding and fucking rights later before I bleed out?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah," Ashley said as she punctured her wrist with her nail. "I hope that this doesn't become a trend with you," she held her wrist up to his lips and he sucked on it greedily. There was a sharp intake of breath from her as she felt the pleasure from his drinking her essence. She pulled back after a moment, licking the wound to close it. Zoe rolled her eyes and did the same. She let out a soft moan when James drank from her wrist. Reluctantly, she pulled her wrist away from him although she wondered what he'd be like if he were to become addicted to vampire blood. When James laid his head back down and closed his eyes, she knelt by the side of the bed. There, she stripped away the bandages just enough to expose the rapier slice that went neatly between his right 6th and 7th ribs. It wasn't a bad cut as far as vampires were concerned but it could be potentially deadly to a human. Zoe stuck her tongue out to begin running it up and down the length of the cut to start sealing it. James shuddered with pleasure as he felt Zoe's tongue working on his side. Soon Ashley was bent over helping Zoe out by adding the healing enzymes of her saliva to her friend's. Every so often their heads touched and they paused just long enough to give each other a quick, loving kiss before continuing their work on James' wound. When they were finally finished James was in a state of euphoria and his cock was standing tall and proud. Ashley rose up a bit, shuffled forward, pulled her panties aside, and lowered herself onto his hardness. Both of them sighed with pleasure. Zoe moved in to kiss James on the mouth but Ashley's hand shot out to grab her by the hair. Ashley yanked Zoe upright and kissed her hard while she started to grind against James. Zoe hissed at her with fangs bared and her eyes glowing red. "I could pull rank, you know." Ashley matched her by baring her own fangs and making her own eyes glow in response to the challenge. "Do that and you'll find out just how fast I can get my old position back, dearie," she said breathlessly while she fucked her boyfriend right in front of Zoe. "Hands and lips on me at all times unless I say otherwise." Zoe let out a whine of despair but relented. "Fine," she said curtly as Ashley released her hair. Dropping her hands, Zoe grabbed the frills of Ashley's black babydoll and quickly jerked it upward. Ashley raised her arms just long enough for Zoe to strip the lingerie off of her. Zoe brought her arms just inside of her toga just enough to get out of the shoulder straps to allow it to fall down to her waist so that she was just as topless as Ashley was. Ashley grabbed Zoe by the back of the neck to pull her close to kiss her. Underneath of her, James was groaning with pleasure while he watched the two of them go at it. Vampires are weird... he thought as he wondered why Ashley was being so possessive with him. But then again, as hot as Zoe was, and as turned on as he was while watching them make out while Ashley rode him, he realized that he really didn't want anyone else. Not that he'd turn down a threesome with two girls, mind you. James felt his cock become engorged within Ashley's tight pussy. The passion that was denied him earlier was now coming back to the forefront and he slid his hands up her thighs to rest on her hips as she was bouncing on his cock. Zoe's hands were sliding up and down Ashley's body, periodically feeling her pert tits and round bottom. Feeling his passion, Ashley nudged Zoe away just long enough to sink her fangs into James' neck. James let out a strangled gurgle as he blew his load deep into Ashley's womb. Ashley clamped her pussy down around his cock and squeezed him hard as she felt him cum within her. She fed off of him just enough to regain some sustenance from healing him and so that he could thoroughly enjoy his orgasm. His cock throbbing inside of her felt good but tonight it just wasn't enough to get her off. She'd take that out on Zoe later but for now she just wanted her boyfriend to enjoy the attention that he was getting. * Sometime later, two vampires met in the shadows of Conrad's massive library. "I told you that getting Dimitri riled up would backfire," the man said. "We should've had the human tossed out on his ass the moment he showed up." "Be quiet, you idiot," the woman hissed, keeping her voice low. "This is just the opening moves of the game. The human will be food instead of a favored pet and those who brought him into our world will be severely punished. All we have to do is bide our time and wait. In the meantime we can have fun pushing Ashley's buttons." * Hours later, James was dressed in a new black silk shirt that Conrad had graciously supplied him as his own polo shirt was now torn to pieces. James thought that he looked like a cross between the Dread Pirate Roberts and some regular street punk. "Thanks for the clothes," he said to the Prince when he arrived in the study, "Now if only I had the proper pants and gloves to go with it." Conrad chuckled as he waved it off, "Think nothing of it, Mister Parker. When you've lived as long as I have you tend to have enough clothes to supply an army." He motioned for James to sit in one of the chairs across from him at the desk. "I trust that you're sufficiently healed? The girls took care of you?" "Most definitely," James nodded as he sat down. "For some odd reason now Ashley's off taking some kind of restitution out on Zoe," he said, jerking his thumb back over his shoulder toward the door. "Don't ask me why. I was kind of out of it for most of it." Conrad grimaced. "That could be any number of things and she could be doing that in any number of ways. No matter, we need to get down to business, you and I; I would like do offer you a job." "I'm already employed," James said. "Yes, but this pays better and the benefits are far better than what any mere mortal corporation can give you," Conrad said, giving James an even stare. "Unlike ninety percent of my human guards, you've actually demonstrated that you can hold your own against both werewolves and vampires without even picking up a firearm. I am in need of a new Hunter. The position has been vacant for quite some time and it's about time that I filled it." James arched an eyebrow at that. "What's involved?" Conrad smiled. "While we are not in a formal war with any of the other supernatural elements out there, occasionally there are those that need to be taken care of. That is what a Hunter does." "Hit Man for hire?" "More like 'extended range weapon'." James mulled it over. "Why not use a vampire for the job?" Conrad snorted. "Far too many of them have become complacent, like young Dimitri has. By all rights he should've ran you through but what's done is done. Besides, I need someone who can go out during the day time hours." He could see that James was on the fence on this so Conrad decided to sweeten the deal. "Your first assignment would be to go after those who invaded your house. I have reason to believe that they are the same group of werewolves who murdered my last Hunter. You'd have free reign to do whatever it is you have to do to avenge us and yourself." James gave him a skeptical look. "Why would I need to avenge myself? All they did was break into my house. I killed one and captured the other if you remember." The captured werewolf in question, he'd been told by Zoe, was cooling his heels in some holding facility until he could be properly interrogated. "Indeed," Conrad smiled as he grabbed a manila folder and handed it to him. "But the thing is that you knew my last Hunter, James. Their family was targeted and nearly wiped out killed because they got too close to killing an Alpha Werewolf in the course of their duties. Only their son survived." Opening the file, James' blood ran cold as he saw the image of his father there in the photograph on the top page. He looked back up at Conrad in alarm, "Are you trying to tell me that my dad was your Hunter?" Conrad snickered. "Oh dear Lord, no boy; that would be entirely too cliché," he said, "No, your father was merely our contact with the local authorities, a position that was assumed by your friend; a Mister William Gurley who is a Lieutenant now, I believe." He flicked his finger over, indicating that James should flip the page, "Read on." When James rocked back in his chair, Conrad smiled again. "My Hunter was not your father, but your mother. *** Chapter 5: * A/N: Originally published 01/16/14 under my former screen name * Make his fight on the hill in the early day, constant chill deep inside. Shouting gun, on they run, through the endless grey. On they fight, for the right, yes but who's to say? For a hill men would kill, why, they do not know. Stiffened wounds test their pride. Men of five, still alive, through the raging glow gone insane from this pain that they surely know for whom the bell tolls. Time marches on... -Metallica, "For Whom The Bell Tolls" (1985) * "In accordance to the Erdeuleu Accords; each participating body of the supernatural community is allotted a single Hunter per region for the purposes of enforcement of laws within their domain, the sanctioned attacking of a member of an opposing participating body, or simply to keep rogue elements in check. Of course, politics being what they are, the exact wording of 'rogue elements' has become somewhat blurred over time..." the woman's voice dictated out of the digital recorder on James' desk. "Are you still going through your mother's notes?" another woman's voice at the door to the study asked. James looked up from the notebook he'd been writing in to see Ashley standing there, framed in the doorway, looking gorgeous as ever in her black lace teddy, gloves, and leather thigh-high fuck me boots. Inside of his boxers he felt himself rise to the occasion. "How long have you been up for?" she asked as she walked in to sit perched on the corner of his desk. James checked his watch. "Just an hour," he said. "I got up early and decided to let you sleep in," he added with a smirk as he slid a hand across her belly. Ashely rolled her eyes and let out a huff of air, "Right, because I so have the ability to wake up while the sun is up," she smacked him playfully before reaching over to turn the recorder off. "You've been obsessing over these notes for a month now, how about actually taking a break and doing something for once?" "Conrad expects results and he expects them fast, you know that," James said as he scooted his chair over to be closer to her. "But I think that I could be persuaded to take a night off..." he trailed his hand down her thigh to her knee where it disappeared into the boot. "Ooohhh... Stop it, you know I wasn't talking about that," she purred as she felt a chill run up her spine from his touch. "I was thinking more about going out and hunting rogue werewolves." "I'm thinking more about vampires myself right now since I happen to have a hot redheaded one sitting on my desk," he murmured as he started kissing her thigh, working his way up to her hip. Ashley giggled. "Anyone I know?" Shrugging, James parted her knees to give himself access to her lace covered pussy which he slid his hand over to grope. "Eh, just some chick I picked up at a party one time." While his palm massaged her through the lace, his mouth found her inner thigh. "Mmmm..." Ashley hummed as she arched back, closing her eyes and lifting her legs to place over his shoulders. "I'm insanely jealous," she breathed huskily. Giving up any hope of hunting for the time being, she lay back flat on the top of his desk to allow him full access between her legs. Ashley let out a long, slow moan, writhing on the desk, while James sucked on her sensitive skin while he fondled her. "Give you some fangs and you'll have that down..." she gasped. "Immortality can wait for now, my love," he said as he moved his mouth again. Hooking one finger underneath of the crotch of the teddy, James pulled the lace aside and kissed his way to her waiting slit. His lips were now on her bare mound with his tongue darting out to caress her most sensitive area. Her hands gripped whatever edge of the desk she could find as his tongue found her swollen clit. Then his finger was inside of her tight sheath. James inserted his index finger as far in as he could get it before crooking it slightly and dragging it back out along the front wall of her pussy. Ashley cried out as the tip of his finger grazed her g-spot just right while his tongue swirled around her clit. James pumped his finger in and out of her while attacking her clit with vigor. Ashley's breathing became hitched, her chest heaving as she clawed at the sides of the desk. Her heels dug into James back. Finally the orgasm washed over her and she let out a deep, guttural wail as her body convulsed from the climax. If there was at least only one reason she loved this human it was definitely for the sex. He was the only one to date who could give her what she wanted. Her head lolled to the side and she looked down at her lover with a sated smile. "Good Lord, James, you get better at that every time," she purred. "And I'm just getting started," he said, standing up. Before he could reach for his belt buckle, the phone on the desk rang, causing them both to jump. Snarling, James hit the button on it for the speaker. "WHAT?" he was getting tired of people calling and interrupting at inopportune moments. "It's me, son," Lieutenant William "Bill" Gurley of the Metro PD said on the other end. Bill Gurley was the liaison between the local law enforcement and the vampires. "That tracking device you've been having us follow has finally stopped. It's up in the mountains by that seasonal camp." "Now the fucker decides to get back to his pack?" James asked, referring to the Omega Werewolf that broke into his house back before Christmas. After James had accepted the position as the Vampires' Hunter, he interrogated the kid at length before having a sub-dermal transmitter injected into his shoulder before being released. James' hunch that he'd eventually return to his home was now paying off. "What the hell has he been doing this whole time?" "Dunno man. You can ask him when we get there. I'm on my way to your place now to pick you and Ashley up. I'll be there in twenty," Gurley said before hanging up. Ashley sat up with a bounce as it looked like they'd be going hunting after all. "Twenty minutes, hm?" she asked, smiling down at him. She reached behind her neck to undo the button on her teddy to loosen the collar. "I think I can fill the time for you," she batted her eyelashes at him as she slowly peeled the top down so that he got an unhindered view of her perfect breasts. "We got to get ready for when Gurley gets here," James said, giving her a wry smile as he shifted in his seat. "Besides, you know I like to take my time." "Pfft," Ashley waved a dismissive hand in the air as she slid from the desk to his lap. With blurred speed, she had his pants undone and his throbbing cock standing out to rest against her lace covered pussy. "You totally underestimate the benefits of having a quickie, my dear," she nibbled on his ear while she rose up slightly to position his cock. Both of her hands were between her legs to move the crotch of the teddy aside and to guide him into her. James let out a grunt as she slammed down onto his hard shaft. His cock penetrated her easily as she was still nice and wet from her orgasm. He dug his hands into her hips as she started to ride him hard and fast in the chair. "Just enjoy," she breathed, fluttering her pussy every time she slid back down to grip him even tighter. Ashley slid her hands around him and held him close, giving him butterfly kisses all up and down the side of his neck. The effect was immediate as James succumbed to Ashley's all out treatment. Almost without warning he blew his load deep into her, his cock pulsating in time with her contracting her pussy around him. "God damn..." he groaned into the nape of her neck, inhaling her scent. They held each other close until finally his cock stopped twitching and spurting its fluid. "See, nice and quick," Ashley smiled, giving him a quick peck on the nose. "Now we can get ready for your friend's arrival." Vampiress, Mine - Omnibus * "Non! Non! Non!" Jezelle screeched, bringing the riding crop down onto the bare back of her human thrall that was on his knees before her with his arms bound tightly behind his back. A trickle of blood seeped down from underneath of the collar that he wore and Jezelle swiped another finger across it to make sure that her first hunch was correct. "Ze tastes; it is not right," she frowned in disapproval as she lapped the last of the human's blood off of her fingertips. "Ze feeling is just not there. Are joo trying to disappoint me?" She'd been at it for hours trying to perfect the flavor of this month's blood tithe to the Prince but her human wasn't being cooperative. "No! Never!" the naked man cried out, looking up at his Mistress with fear. If he weren't wearing a blindfold she probably could've seen it in his eyes. But she didn't need to see it, the man reeked enough as it was with both arousal and fear. His cock standing proudly on end was testament to that. Before Jezelle could let him have it again with the riding crop just for the hell of it, there was a knock at her door. She closed her eyes, holding her fingers to her temple as if warding off an impending headache, and took a deep breath. "Alvays with ze interruptions..." she sighed. "Jes? Vhat is it?" One of her lackeys cracked the door open and leaned in. "I'm sorry for the interruption, but I thought that you should know that James Parker is on the move to a newly discovered den. We just intercepted the call in to Conrad." "Conneries," she swore under her breath. "Zhen vhy are you bothering me? Right vhen I get to important tings there are alvays interruptions!" she screeched, her French accent becoming heavier and thicker as she got steamed up. Behind her, her bound human thrall threw back his head and shuddered as he spilled his passion out on the floor with a long, lustful groan. Jezelle spun on him, backhanding him to send him skidding across the floor. "Joo dare to get off vhile I am occupied!" "I'm sorry," the man mewed as his cock continued to empty out underneath of him. "Your anger...your emotion...I-I couldn't help it. I'm sorry..." "Joo vill be!" Jezelle screeched again. She waved a dismissive hand to her lackey at the door. "GO! Begone vhile I finish dis. If he bleeds, come back vith blood. Othervise come back with werewolf blood. Now shoo!" Her lackey bowed and retreated as quickly as he'd appeared. Sighing again, Jezelle looked at her human on the floor, still writhing in pleasure from the psychic connection that they had. She frowned down at him while clucking her tongue as she walked to her wall of toys and instruments. "Ve shall try again, jes? And dis time you vill not disappoint, non?" She reached up to the cleavage of her bodice, unlacing it until her dress was loose enough to fall off of her. Her thrall let out a lusty sigh from where he lay as he got the full view of The Mistress' perfect, nude body whose ivory skin seemed to glow in the light of the room. Jezelle walked up and down her rack before coming to a strap on that she particularly liked. Once she had it on, she strode over to her thrall and hauled him back up to his knees with one hand. "Ve vill start now and dis time, 'ow you say, do it once more vith feeling," she said as she knelt down behind him, reaching around his front to fondle him back to hardness. "and if joo disappoint me again, joo will not see dese tomorrow, jes?" she whispered into his ear right before she speared him up the ass with her strap on, causing him to howl in pain and pleasure at the sudden penetration. * Zoe hummed with pleasure as she felt her lover's tongue caress her most intimate folds between her legs. "Oh yes...right there," she breathed huskily, lifting her hips up slightly. "As my mistress commands," Mika, one of Zoe's deputies, purred in her Irish accent as she ran her tongue up and down Zoe's bare slit. She reveled in tasting Zoe just as much as she loved running her hands along her boss' pale skin. Mika's hands glided up Zoe's body to cup and gently knead her breasts while she continued to tongue fuck her. Zoe's hands wrapped into Mika's bright red hair and she looked down upon her with half-closed eyes. Mika was certainly good in bed but she was still only second place to Ashley and James. A sharp pang of loneliness went through her heart as it'd been months since either one of them had slept with her. Or she should say since Ashley had allowed either one of them to sleep with her. She let out a frustrated sigh and couldn't help but picture both of their hands running up and down her body instead of Mika's. The door suddenly flew open, causing both vampires to jerk up in alarm. Zoe's hand whipped to the nightstand by the bed, coming up with her pistol aimed towards the intruder. Mika rolled off of the bed and came up with her own shotgun that she'd left on the floor along with her clothes, also pointing it at the door. The intruder stopped in mid stride and rose his hands up in surrender. "Whoa! It's just me!" Cade, another one of Zoe's deputies, said as he backed up slightly. "Ashely and James are on the move. They'd just called in and they've found that den we've been looking for." "About bloody time," Mika said as she lowered the shotgun. "Tell me about it," Zoe agreed as she slid off the bed. "Rain check?" she asked Mika sweetly as she started to get dressed. "Of course," Mika smiled. "Shall we go bag us some wolves?" * "Ugh, I see that the disappointment is back at long last," the Den Mother said with obvious disdain as the Omega sulked his way into the cave. All around, the werewolves turned his way and glared at him. If the Den Mother of the pack was displeased, they were all displeased. "I seriously cannot believe that you allowed a mere human to get the better of you two." She snarled. "I-I'm sorry, he took us completely by surprise," The Omega whimpered, lowering his head in deference to her. "It should've been a simple assassination of a single vampire. I could understand it if Ashley was the one who took you down; that bitch has been a thorn in my hide for decades while she was their Sherriff and I understand all too well that she's a handful. That's why I sent you and Marcus after her. But because of your blundering you not only cost me a good Beta but you made it known that a human can defeat you!" The Omega cowered and whimpered as the Den Mother advanced on him with a murderous look in her eyes. She raised her claw to end the miserable pup's life when she paused and sniffed at the air. Her ears perked up as a strange noise reached it. There were people below the cave and they were arguing. Padding over to the entrance of the cave where the full moon made her dark fur shine just a bit, the Den Mother looked down to locate the source of the racket. "Vampires, here?" she reeled back in shock at having her den discovered. "Their new Hunter," she breathed before wheeling around to face the Omega. "How did you get here? How did you escape Vampire custody?" "Uhm, they asked me a bunch of questions, they injected me with a few things. They told me it was some kind of truth serum but I was able to overcome-" "Where did they inject you at?" "M-My shoulder," the Omega was confused as he looked down at his left shoulder just above the bicep. "Why?" The Den Mother took two long steps over to the pup and slashed him across the arm that he'd indicated. The Omega howled in pain while the rest of the wolves all gasped when her hand held a tiny, bloody object about the size of a pill. "Truth serums are best injected into the elbow or hand right at a major vein so that it gets into your system better. Tracking devices are best injected elsewhere where they would not be easily discovered or dislodged." She said, closing her hand around the thing to crush it. Her head snapped around to face her back. "We've been discovered. To arms! Take the fight to them and continue on until we can make for our backup den. We shall meet there at the next full moon." * Michael looked over at his father with a worried look as he coughed some more. "It's getting worse, isn't it," he asked as they drove along following James and Ashley in their SUV. Bill Gurley gave his son a smile that he hoped was reassuring. "I can manage it," he said, trying to fight down a grimace of pain without success. He rubbed his beefy black hand over his chest as he tried to clear as much congestion as possible. Gurley had to face the fact that his days were numbered and that he wasn't as young as he used to be when he used to do these kinds of hunts with James' parents. James wasn't too thrilled about Michael knowing about the supernatural world but Gurley cut that argument short when he informed James that at least his son would be prepared unlike other people. In Gurley's opinion, James could get over it just like he could get over the fact that Michael had beaten James into the police force as well. Michael was a younger spitting image of his father. Unlike his father, though, Michael chose to keep his black hair in a buzz cut rather than shave it completely off. Then again, if Michael had his father's condition and took his meds, he'd probably shave his head too. He chose to ignore his father's brave front as he looked back out the front window. "So we're helping Vampires hunt down Werewolves? I thought that we were police, not assassins." "We are police and we're dispensing justice," Gurley said curtly. "These Werewolves are not like the regular ones that I'd introduced you to. These operate outside of the supernatural community as they think that they're above us humans. They refuse to work with us or anyone else as they insist on persecuting those that they deem lesser than they are," he let out a low growl. "This has been coming for years now." "Because of what they did to James' parents," Michael asked. Gurley nodded. "Yes. And now we're here." * James' eyes narrowed on the two black men who got out of the truck that pulled up behind his. He sat the shotgun that he was loading carefully down in the open back compartment of his SUV and walked over to meet them. "What the hell is he doing here?" he asked, pointing to the younger of the two. "Nice to see you too, James," Michael snorted. "Been awhile, hasn't it?" "Since you went to the academy, at least, what, a few years ago?" James glared at him and Michael just chuckled. "I brought him here, son," Gurley said, stepping between the two of them before James did something stupid, like throw a punch. "He needs to know," James now turned his glare towards Gurley. "Glad to know that you're such a glowing example of parenting," he said dryly as he turned back to his vehicle. Gurley grabbed him by the arm and spun him around. "This isn't a game, son, I want him to be more prepared than you were for what is out there that goes bump in the night." "Just like you did with me after mom and dad were killed?" James crossed his arms and arched an eyebrow at him. "Gee, thanks Dad." Gurley winced. "Okay, I deserved that," he actually deserved a lot more for allowing James' parents to come to harm. He guessed that he was paying for that now. Karma was a bitch. "Look, this isn't the time for hashing out old wounds between us. We have a job to do." Before James could take the issue further, Ashley imposed herself between the two of them. "Will you two give it a rest? The others are here." Both James and Gurley looked down at her. "What others?" they both asked in unison. In answer to their question a group of five vampires, two women and three men, emerged from the woods just off the side of the dirt road led by Zoe. They all were wearing black jumpsuits and looked like they were ready for the next world war. Zoe introduced Mika, Cade, Jake, and Mark to the group as they entered the clearing. Zoe continued walking up to them while her team started checking their gear. Her gaze focused on James. "So good to see you again, my dear," she purred, running a hand down his jawline. "Ashley's been keeping you from me for far too long." She got up on her tip toes and went to kiss him but got stopped by Ashely putting her hand between their lips. Ashley growled at her. "Just because I let you have him back at Christmas doesn't mean you get him any time you want," she said. "You're no fun," Zoe pouted. Her expression then lit up when she saw the Gurleys. "Mmmm, and just who is this young specimen? Bill, have you been keeping something from me as well?" "Hands off, Zoe," it was now Gurley's turn to growl at the nymphomaniac vampire. "That's my son, Michael." "Uhm, do I get a say in this bro?" Michael asked, turned on at the sight of the sexy white vampire with the red hair. His cock bulged in his pants at seeing three hot women all dressed in catsuits but the one leading them, Zoe, made his cock want to stand on end for hours. "NO!" James, Ashley, and Gurley all shouted at him at once. There was more rustling in the trees and the entire party turned as one at the noise while pulling weapons. Three more vampires, all men, emerged. Zoe's eyes narrowed, "What the fuck are you doing here, Dimitri?" she demanded. "Jezelle sends her compliments as well as additional help against the werewolves," the young Russian vampire said, keeping his hands up where everyone could see them. James noted that Dimitri's right hand had completely regrown from when he'd severed it at his first appearance at the vampire court. "Not only no but Hell no," Zoe protested, her voice rising up over the protests of her team. "I don't want to have to watch both you and the werewolves while we're fighting." Gurley let out a shrill whistle to get everyone's attention. "Will you all shut up? You're arguing so loud that I'm surprised that the wolves haven't heard us yet." A crack of a stick being broken behind them got James' attention. "Too late, they've already heard us," he called out as he grabbed his shotgun, firing at the first wolf that broke out of the woods. The blast caught the werewolf full in the face right as it jumped, causing it to flip backwards as the body continued to move forward. James put another slug into the wolf's skull to make sure that it stayed down before focusing on the next one right behind it. Around him, Vampires, Humans, and Werewolves all went to war as opponents on both sides picked their targets. James emptied his shotgun out on the next couple of Werewolves that charged him. Once it was empty he dropped it and pulled his two pistols to start mowing down the next wave. From behind him, a silver bolt nearly took his left side out. He managed a quick, angry glance towards the person who fired it and saw Cade standing there with his crossbow looking startled at how close that had come to James. "Aim more to the right next time and you might actually get me in the middle of my back," James griped at him. "Sorry about that," Cade said, scowling, not happy at James' sarcasm. "Och, quit yer winin'," Mika's Irish burr called out from where she was snapping her silver tipped bullwhip out at her foes with one hand while beating others down with her silver baton in the other. "Yer still alive and breathin' aren't ye?" James reloaded but couldn't get the nagging feeling out of his head that the bolt came way too close for comfort. He put another werewolf down before he ran out of ammo. Kneeling in the woods at the point where he'd advanced off the road, he paused by a tree long enough to reload and chamber both pistols. Just in time, he came around the tree and blasted another werewolf right as another vampire behind him fired bolts into it. One bolt caught James in the meaty portion of his upper thigh, causing him to yell in anguish as he was driven to one knee in pain. "I swear to God and everything that is Holy that the next 'near miss' or 'friendly fire' incident that doesn't kill me is going to get paid back with interest!" he roared out. "I vas aiming for the wolf," a voice thick with Russian said. Dimitri. James scoffed when he identified the shooter and should've figured that he would probably be itching for some payback. "Can I have the bolt back, comrade," he asked, walking up and holding out his hand. Beside him, the werewolf that was dropped from combined fire was still moving. Its breathing was labored and it struggled to claw its way across the ground to get at James. "No," James said, grabbing the bolt with one hand and yanking hard, causing his blood to spurt in the process. He continued the circular motion with his arm and brought the bolt down right in the middle of the werewolf's head. James glared at Dimitri, "It's being used," he snarled as he tore a strip of cloth off of the dead werewolf's shredded clothes to use as a makeshift bandage. The fighting slowly tapered off with the rest of the wolves rushing off into the thick of the woods. The vampires and humans, both unwilling to pursue in order to run into who knew what traps the wolves might have in store for them, stood their ground and attended to their own. James looked around and saw that out of the vampires only Zoe, Mika, Cade, and Dimitri were still standing. His brow furrowed as he searched for the others. "JAMES!" Michael's voice cut through the darkness. "GET OVER HERE, QUICK!" Ignoring the pain in his leg, James managed to get over to where Michael was kneeling over someone and his heart rose up to his throat. As he got closer, he breathed a sigh of relief that Ashley was with him and that she was okay. But she was kneeling beside him looking at the other remaining human of the party. They both were looking down, cradling Bill Gurley as he struggled to breathe with his chest punctured in several places from where the wolves mauled him. Michael had his hands already pressing down on his father's chest in a vain attempt to administer First Aid. James swallowed hard as he knelt down beside his family's friend. Gurley motioned him closer with a bloody hand, his voice soft and raspy. "James...I'm sorry...what happened to your parents," he managed to get out amongst waves of pain. James swallowed hard as he held Gurley's free hand. He glanced up at Michael and Ashley, both of which had tears welling up in their eyes. James looked back down. "It's okay, really, I'm not mad at you. Mom and Dad should've told me," he said as he checked Gurley over. It was bad and they were too far out to get him to a hospital in time. "Look, maybe, I don't know, maybe one of the Vampires can turn you or something?" "NO!" Gurley snapped out with renewed vigor. "The body remains as it was when you were turned and, while I would heal from these wounds, which would be a living hell for me as I'd be in pain for the rest of eternity. This... this is better. Quicker... easier." "What?" James looked at Michael, who grimaced. "Stage Four Lung Cancer," Michael admitted, wiping at his eyes. "He only has about a year regardless," he said sadly. James squeezed his eyes shut as another lump rose up in his throat. Life just wasn't fucking fair. He looked back down at Gurley when he gurgled for attention. "Promise... promise me you'll look after Michael. Make sure that he takes my job on the squad," he looked up at James in askance. "Yeah, yeah I will," James promised. * "So," the shadowy woman said without preamble as her minion returned to the Vanderheim Towers, "James Parker and his bitch still live, William Gurley is now dead along with four of our own, two of which were mine, and you have failed to bring me anything of use. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you on the spot?" "Because I have this that I recovered from the battlefield," the man said, holding up a single silver bolt that was coated in blood. "While I do not have a full sample; I do have a trace sample and that should at least give you something to work with, right?"