0 comments/ 20900 views/ 3 favorites Breathe By: Breathe Justin moved away from her. His eyes were the frigid blue and his fangs were red from her blood. It was then he started to attack her. Biting her neck, her shoulder, her side. She couldn't help it and cried out at the pain he was inflicting. Lance held her up as she tried to slump against him, trying to get away from Justin. Justin pulled away, out of breath. "Put her on the bed," he commanded. "No," Lance said. "I won't let you do that to her. You've had enough, Justin." Justin's nostrils flared in anger, "Put her on the bed!" "Hold on," Lance whispered into Claudia's ear. He lifted her off of him, finally relieving her. He picked her up and laid her on the bed. Justin lay down beside her, "Lance get behind her." "Justin," Lance started to say. Justin jumped from the bed and grabbed Lance by the throat. "Do you want me to kill you now!" he shouted. "Now do what I say!" Lance lay down behind Claudia and Justin lay down in front of her. "I want her to be in the worst pain she's ever been in her life. Do it, Lance." Claudia whimpered, "Please, just kill me. Don't do this to me." "Don't you know begging won't do you any good," Justin said, kissing her, grinding her mouth under his. She felt Lance's hands grab her waist but she wasn't prepared for what he did next. She screamed as he pushed into her backside. Hot tears streamed down her face. She felt like she was being ripped apart. Through her tears, she saw Justin take her free leg and wrap around his waist. He took a hold of his cock. "No, please," she begged. "Beg me some more," Justin said. "I can't take it," Claudia cried. "Too bad," Justin said and rammed himself into her center. Screams wrenched through her as Justin pumped himself into her. He latched onto her neck and started to suck her blood with an intensity that made Claudia scream even harder. He grabbed her breast and squeezed it hard. Justin's thrusting made Claudia's body shift against Lance. As he moved inside of her, the pain increased. Her head began to spin, the room darkened. Claudia took a deep breath and blacked out. ************** Lance looked down on Claudia's broken body. She hadn't regained consciousness. He knew it would be awhile before her body recovered from the torture it had been through. A tear ran down his cheek. He hated himself for what he had done to her. Why was everyone so powerless against Justin? he thought. Lance thought back to the night Justin had brought him over. Justin had never given Lance a choice. He remembered Justin following him from the club, taking him from behind, sucking his blood until he touched death. Justin had forced Lance to drink his blood even as he choked and gagged on it. He closed his eyes. "Feeling guilty?" Justin asked from his perch at the bar. "Why? Why do you do this?" Lance asked in an almost imperceptible voice. "Because I like it," Justin said picking up a cigarette and lighting it. "Why don't you just kill her?" Lance asked. Justin stood up and exhaled the smoke into Lance's face. "Don't you dare feel pity for her. She's human, she's nothing. Remember what you are. You're a killer, not a goddamn charity giver." "I didn't ask for this," Lance whispered. "You're pathetic," Justin said. "Which reminds me. You haven't fed in some time. Why didn't you take from her?" "If I had fed too, it would have killed her," Lance said. "Don't tell me you have feelings for her?" Justin asked with an incredulous look on his face. "Of course not," Lance lied. Actually, he didn't know how he felt towards Claudia. He didn't love her yet looking at her made what was left of his human heart break. "Lance, why do you fight me?" Justin said, reaching up and caressing Lance's cheek. Lance stared at Justin stoically. "You know I love you. You make it so hard for me." Justin placed his hands on the sides of Lance's face. "I don't lie when I say you're a beautiful creature, my sad angel," Justin whispered. He brushed his lips softly against Lance's. "Feed from me. I know you need to," he said. Lance watched as Justin ran a sharp fingernail against his neck. He felt his fangs emerge and his bloodlust grow. The blood seeping from the razor sharp cut on Justin's neck was irresistible. He bent his lips towards it and licked it away. A soft growl rumbled from his chest. He bit into Justin's neck with a vice-like grip. Justin let out a gasp and ran his fingers through Lance's soft hair. Lance suckled like a child, feeling Justin's blood energize every molecule in his body. This is why he couldn't leave Justin. He needed Justin to live. The door to the room opened and Lance pulled away. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. It was Joseph and Joshua. Joshua surveyed the scene with a smirk. "Looks like Justin's been playing again," he said. "Too bad you weren't here. You could have joined in," Justin said. Joshua was Justin's equal. The same vampire had sired them. But Joshua was Justin's opposite in character. He wasn't evil like Justin. He killed only when he needed to. Joseph was just plain bad. He liked to tease his prey, seduce them, and then feed. "You turning in or you in the mood to go out?" Joseph asked Justin. "I'm up for a little action," Justin said, pulling his robe from the bar and walking out of the room. Joseph followed, leaving Lance and Joshua. "So what did he do this time? Did he put her on display like he usually does?" Joshua said, sitting down next to Claudia's sleeping body. He ran his fingers through her hair. "Yes," Lance said. "Did he make you participate?" Joshua asked. Lance nodded. "It's not getting any easier for you, is it? The human in you hasn't been squelched yet, has it?" Joshua asked, getting up from the bed. "I just don't understand him," Lance said. "Why don't you leave him?" Joshua said. "What's with the questions? You know I can't leave him. I'm not strong enough to be on my own," Lance said, sitting down next to Claudia and brushing his fingers down her bare leg. "How do you know that? You've never even tried. Justin is a strong vampire and he makes strong vampires. I think you're too scared to leave him," Joshua said. "He'd kill me if I ever left him," Lance said. "True. He'd probably hunt you down and torture you. He might not kill you, though. He loves you too much," Joshua said. "What are you suggesting?" Lance said. "I think you know," Joshua said and left the room. *********** Lance rolled over in bed when he heard the door open. It was Justin and Joseph, returning from their late night prowl. "Man, these women make it too easy," Joseph chuckled. "I know. It's ridiculous what they'll do for a charming smile and a hard dick," Justin said. "I'm going to bed. I'll see you tomorrow," Joseph said and left. Lance heard Justin sit down on the adjacent bed. "What are you going to do with her?" Lance asked. "Christ, I thought you'd be asleep by now," Justin said, sliding down next to Lance. He avoided cringing as he felt Justin's hand slip into his underwear. Justin started to lightly stroke him. "I'll probably fuck her again and kill her," Justin said as he teased the head of Lance's penis. Lance tried to shift away from Justin but Justin tightened his grip to where it was painful. "Is my angel jealous?" Justin asked. "Justin, just let me sleep. It's been a long night," Lance said, hoping Justin would decide to leave him alone. "I don't think I can do that. Look how excited you are that I'm finally home," Justin said, referring to Lance's now, rock hard cock. Lance swallowed, knowing what he was in for. He should have just kept his mouth shut. Lance gritted his teeth as Justin rolled him onto his back. He took Lance's hand and placed it on his own penis. "I want to see you pleasure yourself while I undress," Justin said. He noticed the fear in Lance's eyes. "Do as I say," Justin said firmly. Lance closed his eyes and tried to block out Justin's gaze. He ran his fingers up his length. He imagined it was Claudia. She was touching him like she had earlier that night. Her touch had been timid and sweet, not forceful and demanding like Justin's. His imagination became more vivid and his stroking increased. His climax was approaching. Lance hoped he could reach it before Justin undressed. He ran both hands up and down his aching cock and let out a soft moan, pretending his hands were Claudia's hands. He felt Justin's tongue lick away the bead of blood and cum that had collected at the head. Lance forced Justin out of his mind when he felt the two lips wrap around his dick. It was Claudia, he thought, it was Claudia who was going to make him cum. His face scrunched up and he let out a loud groan as his cock released its white-hot mixture of blood and semen. Justin moved up on the bed and pushed Lance over onto his stomach. Lance uttered the same words Claudia had only hours before "Don't do this to me." Justin gave Lance the same reply, "Don't you know begging won't do you any good?" Lance gritted his teeth and suppressed any cries of pain when Justin slammed his hard length into his ass. His body writhed from the torture. He wanted to vomit, he hated this so much. As many times as Justin had done this, Lance never got used to it. He felt as he was going to split in two. Justin knew his pain and reveled in it. A strong arm across Lance's neck held him down as Justin pumped his cock into him. "When will you give up and enjoy what I do to you," Justin hissed into Lance's ear. Lance didn't reply and just prayed it would be over soon. Finally, Justin spent himself into Lance and dropped his weight on top of him. When Justin moved off of him, he kept his arm draped across Lance's back. Lance's body shuddered as he tried to forget what had just happened to him. "You know, Lance, you're the best fuck of them all," Justin said and laughed. "You son of a bitch," Lance said and jerked away from Justin. He got up and went into the bathroom. He turned the shower on. When the water got hot, Lance stepped under the spray. It scalded his skin but he didn't care. He welcomed anything that would take away the pain Justin had just dealt. Lance got out of the shower when the hot water ran out. He walked into the bedroom and found Justin asleep. He was in the deep slumber only the undead could enjoy. Lance cautiously slipped out of the room and down to where Claudia remained sleeping. ************* Claudia tried to open her eyes. She groaned as she felt the aching all over her body. She reached down and pressed a hand between her legs. It felt as if the pain would never go away. Tears came into her eyes as she remembered what she had been through. She wished she had never woken up. A light flicked off in the bathroom of the hotel room. She saw Lance emerge into the bedroom. He approached her. "Get the fuck away from me!" she cried and scurried to the far corner of the bed, covering her nudity with the sheet. "Claudia, I'm sorry," Lance said with a sincere look in his eye. "Leave me alone!" she cried. Lance moved to her side of the bed. He wrapped his arms around her struggling body. He hushed her until she calmed down. Her body shook as she wept. "I'm so sorry about what he did to you," Lance said, nuzzling his nose into her hair. "You didn't do anything to stop it. You helped him," she whimpered. "I know. Because I don't have the courage to stand up to him. He does the same thing to me," Lance whispered. "Why do you let him?" Claudia cried softly. "I don't know. All I can say is that I'm sorry. I'm sorry I let him rape you. I'm sorry I raped you. We violated you in the worst possible way," Lance said as tears came to his eyes. Claudia didn't reply. Her sobs eventually subsided. She wiped the tears from her face, "You know the worst part about it," she said. "I was a virgin. I've never been with a man before." "Oh God," Lance said. His body shook with his cries of shame. "But nothing can be done about that now," she said. She unwrapped herself from Lance's embrace and laid back down. She ran her hands over her body, feeling the wounds Justin had left. Streaks of dry blood remained on her skin. The gold chains still encircled her body. She got up to go into the bathroom. Her knees buckled under her from weakness. Lance picked her up and laid her back down on the bed. "Let me help you," he said. Claudia looked into his eyes. She could only find sorrow and sincerity. She realized that Lance might be her only saving grace in this horrible ordeal. She nodded and Lance went into the bathroom to draw a bath. He came back as the tub filled and removed the delicate chains from her. He put one arm under her knees and one under her shoulders. He carried her into the bathroom and placed her gently in the tub. The herbal aroma of the bath filled her senses and she closed her eyes, enjoying the heat of the bath. Lance washed the blood from her body. She winced every time he brushed a bite mark. He ran the sponge up her calf and over her knee. He stopped at her thigh. Claudia nodded an approval and Lance brushed the sponge lightly between her legs. She let out a cry since even the slightest touch enflamed her bruised flesh. "Why is he letting you do this?" she asked. "Because he thinks I'm fucking your brains out right now," Lance said, matter of factly. "That's a lovely way to put it," Claudia said. It was the first time she had been able to laugh in ages. "Seriously, though. Claudia, I'm going to try to help you and maybe help myself also," Lance said. She just gave him a curious look. "Justin plans on killing you," Lance said. Tears welled up in Claudia's eyes, "Why didn't he just do it last night?" "I'm not going to let him. I'm going to get both of us out of here," Lance said. "But how? I'm so weak I can't even stand. And you said you couldn't live without his blood. How can you escape from his control?" Claudia asked. "I have ways of making you recover. And I think Joshua was trying to tell me last night that it was possible for me to leave Justin," Lance said. Claudia only nodded. She didn't know what to say. She knew Lance was her only hope. "What do we do?" she asked. "We have a few hours before sundown. I cannot leave before then. Meanwhile, we're going to make you well," Lance said. He pulled a towel down and helped Claudia out of the tub. He dried her off softly and helped her back into the bedroom. "Lance? How are you going to make me well?" she asked, afraid of the answer. "You have to drink from me," Lance said quietly. Claudia's eyes widened. "Don't make me a vampire, please. I'd rather die," she cried. "No, that is not how a vampire is made. My blood will be enough to strengthen you," Lance said. "Okay," Claudia said, her voice shaking. "First, let's heal these wounds," he said. "Trust me." Claudia nodded. Lance forced his fangs to emerge and bit into his tongue. He tasted his blood, sweet and cold. He started at her shoulder. Touching the blood to the wound, he let it seep in. The bite mark slowly disappeared. He continued this along her body until she was fully healed. Lance looked up into her eyes. He wanted to kiss her badly. Moving to get closer to her, he accidentally brushed his hand against her center. She winced in pain. He had forgotten about the thrashing that Justin had given her. "Do you want me too?" Lance asked in a whisper. Claudia thought about it for a moment. "Yes," she answered. Lance drew her knees up and spread her thighs open. Her opening was delicate like a rose. He bent down and dipped his tongue into her. She drew in a sharp breath. He only wanted to heal her. He nudged his lips against the soft folds of flesh and attempted to lick away the pain. Lance wrapped his arms around her thighs as she tangled her fingers into his hair. Lance knew she was healed but he didn't move from his place. He pushed his tongue against her clitoris. He felt his manhood rise. When she gave no protest, he took the tiny bud between his lips and gently sucked on it. He heard soft whimpers escape her lips. His bloodlust mounted as he continued sucking and licking at her. Lance let out a groan and moved up her body. She shivered at the touch of his cold skin. Even though his eyes almost shone yellow and she could see the curl of his white fangs, she wasn't afraid. "Claudia, let me show what it's supposed to be like. Let me show you how it is with a man and not a monster," he whispered. "But you're not a man," she whispered back. "That doesn't matter," he said giving her a deep kiss. He moaned when he felt her gentle fingers caress him. He laid his cock between her legs and slid it up and down against her hot little center. Lance took hold of his manhood and pushed the head against her. It became wet from the moisture that was beginning to seep out of her. "Not yet," he said and moved down to suckle on her breasts. He buried his face between their sweet warmth. He massaged her nipples with his tongue until her whimpers became moans of pleasure. The hairs on the back of her neck rose as his fingers petted the bare skin between her legs. His fingertip found her clitoris again. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, sending shock waves through her body. "Lance, please," she begged. "Shhh," he said, laying a finger to her lips. "You'll never have to beg me for anything." He plunged into her searing heat. He withdrew almost all the way and plunged into her again. Justin was right about one thing, Lance's size was impressive and he filled her completely. Every time he buried himself inside her, Claudia could feel it all the way to the pit of her stomach. She wrapped her legs around Lance, pulling him closer to her body. Lance loved every minute when he was with a woman. He felt a need to protect her, surround her. His arms entwined around her waist, embracing her as he came into her. It was an eruption, a release of his pent up frustration with what he had become. Claudia could feel him thumping inside her. Knowing she had not climaxed yet, Lance continued to rock against her. He reached down to fondle her and bring her to orgasm. Her nether lips swelled and pulsated along his shaft that was still hard. Lance couldn't believe it as the knot in his balls tightened again. Claudia felt the same sensation building somewhere inside her. A tidal wave was coming and it would break any minute. Lance gave one final desperate push and ground his torso into hers. He let out a cry as he spent into her for a second time. His orgasm was intensified as her sheath rippled along his length and her body shook under him. Claudia tried to catch her breath as the waves throttled her body. She flushed and broke out into a light sweat. She gasped for breath as every ounce of energy left her body. Biting down again to start the blood flow, Lance moved over her mouth to kiss her. "Drink," he whispered. Her lips found his and they kissed. He pushed his soft tongue into her mouth and she tasted his blood. It wasn't strong and metallic, like her own. It was slightly sweet and she sucked hungrily on his tongue. She felt his blood enter her body and course through it with a lightening intensity. Lance pulled out of her and smoothed her hair over the pillow. Her eyes drooped with exhaustion. He kissed her forehead. "Let sleep take you, my love. The sunset is on its way and we must leave," Lance whispered. ***************** Justin woke up and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the spot next to him. It was empty. Immediately, his temper flared. "Lance!" he roared, flying out of the bed. He stomped down the hallway. He threw open the door to where he had left Claudia. The room was unoccupied. "That bastard!" he screamed. Justin's ranting woke the others. Joshua came out into the hall, bleary-eyed and hair a mess. "What are you screaming about?" he asked.