0 comments/ 29869 views/ 2 favorites A Single Drop of Blood By: JustMe70513 It was a simple thing that started it all. She had been behind the bar all night and was getting tired. The glass dropped and she cut her finger. As she stood and stared at that small drop of blood, she felt the hairs rise on the back of her neck, as if she was being watched. She turned to look into the darkest eyes she had ever seen. He wasn't close, he was against the wall opposite the bar, but she knew he was looking at her, as a wolf looks at his prey. She absentmindedly licked the blood from her finger and she thought that his breathing quickened as she did it. The next two hours before last call were crazy, she couldn't stop for anything, but every time she lifted her head from the bar for a moment, he was there. She felt his eyes mark every move she made. When they finally herded out the last of the drunks, she saw him standing in the shadows across the street. She knew her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she would swear that his eyes glowed like a cat's. She was a little nervous at the thought of walking home, but at the same time she felt like she had to go. There was a feelng in her soul, that she had to accept that she was the chosen prey. Those eyes seemed to take away her willpower, even though she had not spoken a word to him. She didn't know for sure that he would be out there, but her heart was telling her that he would be, that he would wait for her for as long as it took. She turned the key in the lock and headed towards home. In moments there was a voice behind her. "I hope your cut is better." The sound of his voice made it hard for her to breathe. "I...I'm fine." "May I walk you home? You shouldn't be alone this late." Somehow she thought that being with him wouldn't be any safer. She turned to look at him, his long coat covered a tall, thin frame. His long blonde hair glowed in the moonlight and, again, she saw those eyes flash. "I saw you watching me.....what do you want?" "I think you know what I want." "I've never seen or spoken to you before. How could I know?" "You know.....I can see it in your eyes. You want it too....that I can smell on you." "Here I am.....thanks for the escort." They had walked the block to her house and she was sure that if she didn't get away from him now, she never would. "Aren't you going to invite me in? For a drink, perhaps?" "I...I...no, I..." as she fumbled for the lock, he stood so close that she could feel his heat. As the door swung open, he swept them both into the living room and turned her around. "Tell me to leave and I'll go. It's your last chance." She just looked at him. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. She knew it was all over. Everything seemed to happen fast and slow at the same time. In one moment they were standing fully clothed in the hall, the next found them naked on the floor, exploring their bodies with reckless abandon. She had never done anything like this before and all she could think was that she wanted more. She lay on her back feeling his hands, his lips, his tongue...all over her body. He spread her thighs and brought her to an incredible orgasm with is mouth and hands. He brought his head up to her breasts, licking and sucking them to hard peaks. Then he began to bite her. It was softly at first, lightly nibbling her chest as he positioned himself between her legs, but it became more and more intense as he worked his way up to her throat, licking and biting, his nails scratching her shoulders, teeth scraping skin. She could feel his cock against her, sending shivers up her as it bumped against her wet pussy. She was moaning at this point, wanting nothing except for him to fuck her.....and bite her. She knew that was what he wanted. Everything else was for her. He wanted the blood. He was getting more and more frantic at her neck, she knew it wouldn't be long. He reached down and pulled her knees up, spreading her open. She took his hair in fistfuls and brought his head down to her smooth white neck. He plunged his cock and his teeth into her at the same time. She screamed, not from pain, but from the intensity of her orgasm. She could feel her blood flowing as he pumped himself into her and licked up her blood. He seemed to cum into her forever. as he moaned in ecstasy at her throat. She began to loose consciousness as he whispered, "Now you are mine." She awoke on the living room floor, the door wide open. She was alone, naked in a puddle of cum and sweat. Her blood had dried in rivers down her chest. She had never felt so much like an animal before. All she could think of was when would he come back for her. A Single Drop of Blood Ch. 3 She awoke to burning light. The afternoon sun felt like fire. She quickly drew down the blind and lay back down in bed to think about what she had become. In the last two days her life had turned into something completely...different. She was obsessed with a man who was like no other that she had ever met. She sometimes even wondered if he was a man. He had created changes in her body and mind that she didn't understand. She couldn't bear the light, it made her feel lethargic and dizzy. Food held no interest, she could only remember the taste of his blood. Always independent before, she would kneel down and lick his boots if he asked it of her. But she didn't care what was happening to her...as long as he came back. She stayed in bed until the sun set, then called into work and pled illness. Then she waited. She felt like a caged animal, pacing back and forth, waiting for feeding time. Like a cat in heat, her breasts and belly ached with need. She could feel his approach, like the tide pulling her to him. She ran out the door and pounced on him, not caring how desperate she looked. He folded his arms around her. "Anxious tonight, Little One?" there was a touch of laughter in his voice. "I couldn't wait any longer, I need you." He laughed softly, "You realize the Change has begun? That you are mine to do with as I please?" "Yes...yes...I'm yours. I'll be whatever you want." " I only want you to be yourself. As long as you answer to me. Are you hungry?" "I don't know...I want something. I want you." "And you shall have me. But first, we hunt." He took her to a secluded park, the kind where lovers meet. There was a girl sitting by the duck pond alone, she appeared to be deep in thought. She was maybe in her early twenties, pretty, but sad. "Can you feel the life in her? The blood in her veins?" he whispered in her ear. "I can smell her...almost taste her. But I don't want to hurt anyone." She pulled away from him, hesitant. "We won't hurt her, only use her a bit. All she will remember is an incredible erotic dream." He was already walking towards her. The girl turned and stood as he came up behind her, panic in her eyes. But the panic rapidly gave way to desire as he stared into her eyes. He gently stroked her face and kissed her soft lips. Then his eyes rose to his student and he beckoned her forward. "Look at this lovely creature, she is our sustenance, our survival. Always remember to treat your meals respect and care." The girl stood there mute, waiting. His student, his Little One, came forward and kissed the girl gently. She licked her ivory neck, smelling her sweet essence. The girl moaned, but it was a far away sound, as if she were in another world. Maybe she was. He moved behind the girl, lifting her sundress over her thighs and up over her head. She was gloriously naked beneath it. "Take pleasure in her, enjoy her. Then we will feed." Little One was awed at the sight before her, the generous pale breasts tipped with dusky rose. Her eyes traced down, to her flat belly, to her mound, which was shaved clean. She leaned forward, licking the tender nipple, which had peaked in the night air. She touched the girl, stroking her heavy breasts, twisting her nipples. She came forward and licked the valley of her cleavage, then moved her tongue from one nipple to the other. The girl's head was thrown back in ecstasy as Little One sucked and bit the firm globes. Little One drew her down to the soft grass, her lips never leaving the warm flesh. She drew her body over the girl's, savoring the taste of her skin. Tracing her tongue down her body, kissing and biting her, Little One lifted herself up onto her knees and parted the girl's legs. The girl writhed on the ground, gripped in this amazing dream. Little One stroked her thighs, working her way up to her moist, hot center. She lightly slid her fingers up the girl's pussy and her backed arched off the ground as she moaned louder. Feeling bolder, Little One delved deeper, exploring the soft pink folds. This girl was so wet, and she could smell the musk rising up from her. She pushed deep into her, then licked her fingers as if it were the sweetest ambrosia. She could wait no longer, she dipped her head down between the girl's legs and tasted her. She was exquisite. Little One felt as if all her senses were heightened...smell, touch, taste...they were all combining into this incredibly intense experience. She licked and sucked...rubbing her face into the girl's pussy, reaching her tongue into her as deep as it would go. She latched onto her clit, sucking and biting. The girl was in a frenzy, holding onto Little One as her own head twisted from side to side. Little One felt a hand on her thigh...she had almost forgotten him as she immersed herself in this sensual experience. He traced his way up to her own pussy and pulled her panties to the side, thrusting his fingers into her. She dove her head back down to the girl's pussy and pushed herself against his hand. His thumb rubbed her clit as he slid in and out of her, bringing her to a state of bliss. Soon she felt the head of his cock pressing into her, filling her. His rapid strokes pushing her face into the girl's pussy. The girl was panting, nearing her orgasm, Little One sucked harder on her clit, pushed all four fingers into her body, fucking her as hard as she could. Little One was nearing her own climax as he thrust hard and fast into her. They came together almost as if they were one being, moaning and writhing on the ground. As Little One lay there recovering, a hunger overcame her like nothing she had ever felt before. Suddenly she had only one thought in her head...blood. She scrambled up the girl's body and sunk her teeth into the delicate flesh of her throat. The girl's eyes flew open as her warm, sweet blood flowed into Little One's mouth. Then the girl passed out. "Easy now, don't be greedy. You don't need much." he pulled her away from the girl. He dipped his own head down and drank deeply before laying his hand over the wound. Then he turned to Little One and kissed her bloodstained lips. He lifted his hand away and to her amazement, the wound had healed. "She will remember nothing but the dream." He gently dressed the girl as she slept in the grass. As they stood over her, he turned and looked into Little One's eyes, "This was the final initiation. There is no going back now. You are mine for all eternity." She said nothing, simply gazed at him in love and adoration, silently thanking him for the gift of everlasting night.