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Vampire Erotica |
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Vampire Erotica |
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By Vanessa |
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I
feel his heart beat in my head, his pulse in my veins. I can smell
his fear…. This is
what brings me out at night. This is what I am now -- the eternal
predator amongst innumerable sheep. I think back a moment to how it
all began, and smile to myself. My
nostrils flare as I scent my prey for this evening. My senses are
alive, my own pulse quick, as I stalk another meal. His gait quickens
as he traverses a pitch-black area of sidewalk, the perfect spot for
my ambush. The
exact moment I have been anticipating for the last hour arrives, as I
make the switch from stalker to predator. Faster than can be seen, I
pounce, hidden by the darkness. His hair is now in my grip, his neck
snaps, and he collapses in my arms, a succulent and rather attractive
meal for me. A shame, really, this one would have been fun to play
with for a while. Tall, handsome, and now mostly dead as my fangs
pierce his skin and I begin to feed. His
wide-eyed look of total panic changes to a half-lidded smile as the
enjoyment of my touch washes over him and the last light dims from his
eyes. I am now stronger, well fed, and able to spend the rest of the
night without the gnawing hunger so persistent in my life. He, on the
other hand, will not see the next dawn. Satiated, I dispose of him quietly. As I walk away, my heels clicking on the pavement, I quietly utter the only words I will that night. “Thank you.”
It all began a year ago....
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