Blood Stained Lips

"Young lady, where do you think you're going?"

I froze with my hand on the doorknob, cursing under my breath. I'd been so close. I'd really thought I was going to get away with this one, but of course, she'd caught me. Like always. I wasn't giving her any credit for catching me this time though, she'd been sitting in the dark waiting for me to sneak out after all.

"Amy's having some people over," was my vague and pathetic response.
"Hmm," my mother murmured sarcastically, "So she's having a party."

"A gathering," I corrected.
She gave me a withering look. "Don't play games with me missy."

"Fine. Just let me go to the party," I argued.
"It's past midnight," she reminded me.

"Yeah. I know. I learned how to tell time in first grade," I snapped irately.
She gave me a look that told me that my snarky attitude was doing nothing for my cause. So I switched tactics.

"C'mon Mommy," I whined, "Please let me go! Everybody is going to be there and I'll look like such a loser if I don't show up!"
"It's dangerous out after dark," my mother persisted, but I could hear the conviction in her voice waning.

"I'll be in the car," I reminded her, "Besides, it's not like a werewolf is gonna maul me while I'm walking up the driveway. There's no full night out tonight."
"But what about mongrels?" she said parentally.

"I have my pepper spray, I'll be fine," I went on, mentally crossing my fingers. She seemed as if she was about to break but I didn't want to jinx it.
"I just don't want anything to happen to you," she said, biting her lip. I pushed away the fuzzy feelings brought on by that statement. This was no time to get all sentimental.

"Nothing is going to happen to me," I reassured her, my impatience showing in my voice, "I'll only be alone for the ten minute car ride to Amy's. Then I'll be surrounded by people."
My mother sighed in a way that told me she had given up. "Alright you can go, but you have to change your clothes."

"Mom," I whined in annoyance, stomping my foot.
"You look like a streetwalker," my mother informed me pleasantly, "Now go upstairs and put some real clothes on."

I looked down at my clothes with indignation. They weren't that bad. A pair of tight jeans that hug low on my hips, pink heels, and a pink half shirt with the words 'Bad girls deserve a good licking.'

"Mom, that is totally unfair. I'm seventeen, I can wear what I want," I protested. I felt tempted to point out that I wouldn't be wearing these, or any, clothes long after I got to the party. But I doubted that would help my case.

"Change. Now," she ordered. I grumbled to myself all the way up to my room but then I got an idea. I grabbed a long sleeved navy shirt out of my closet and pulled it on over my slutty message tee, and then I put a zip up black hoodie over it. I ran back downstairs and headed straight for the door, hoping the recently turned on TV would distract my mom long enough so that she would let me go.

"Bye Mom, I'll probably just sleep over Amy's so I'll see you in the morning," I said in a rush, my hand resting on the doorknob.
"Hold up," my mother said. "Let me see."

I sighed and stepped into the threshold between the living room and foyer. I lifted my arms and spun around in a circle slowly, showing off my celibate outfit. I felt like a nun; you couldn't see my boobs or my midriff or anything.

"See? It's perfectly acceptable," I said, trying to sound annoyed about it.
"Unzip," she instructed. I resisted the urge to smirk. I'd seen this coming. I unzipped my sweatshirt to reveal the long sleeved, high necked shirt underneath it.

"You're clean," she decided, "Now go off. Have fun. Be safe."
"I will, I will," I muttered dismissively.

"I love you," she reminded me as she began to flip through the channels.
"Love you too," I got out before rushing out the door. I went over to my car parked in the driveway and clicked the little button on my keys to unlock it.

I locked the doors once I got in the car and began the drive, smirking to myself. I wasn't going to Amy's house as I had tricked my mother into thinking without even lying. I'd said Amy was having a party – I didn't say the party was at her house. Because if I had told my mother where the party was, she would have never let me go. The party was at Selkie Lake and I knew how my mother hated me hanging out with immortals.

I parked my car in the parking lot overlooking the lake. I got out of the car without closing the door and unzipped my sweatshirt and balled it up, throwing it into the driver's seat. I then crisscrossed my arms and lifted my long sleeved shirt over my head and let it join my sweatshirt. I smoothed out my shirt and bent over so I could see my reflection in the side mirror. I fluffed up my blonde hair and rubbed my lips together to spread my lipstick around. Satisfied, I smiled at my reflection before straightening up and going over to edge of the hill. I looked down to see the party in full swing. The music could be heard from up here and I could see people dancing and drinking. I could also see people in the water, swimming with selkies.

I smiled and made my way down the hill, walking very slowly and putting my hands up to help myself balance. It wasn't easy walking downhill with four inch heels on. When I made it I immediately located Amy. Her dyed bright red hair was easy to spot. She was standing in a group of our friends, all of them drinking from red plastic cups.

"Amy!" I called as I pranced my way over to her.
"There you are!" she rejoiced when I reached her.

"We were beginning to think you weren't going to show up," Brittany said.
I gave her a withering look. "Like I'd really pass up the chance to hook up with a selkie."

"Yeah. Selkies are the hottest," Amy agreed.
"Feeling loved," her boyfriend, Jarrett, spoke up.

"Get lost loser," she told him, shoving him away. He backed away, flipped her off, and left.
"But anyway, you know what's hotter than a selkie?" I said, "A vampire."

Brittany snorted. "Like you could get with a vampire."
"Bitch!" I exclaimed, "I could so get with a vampire."

"Like hell you could," Amy said.
"I could!" I insisted, "I mean, Georgia got with that Emerson fledgling. And I'm way prettier than her."

"Well her father's the Emerson clan leader's accountant so she has total access," Amy explained, "Where would you meet a vampire?"
"Well if I did meet a vampire, I could totally get with him," I informed them, irritated, "Now if you bitches will excuse me, I have some hot selkie boys to hook up with."

"Have fun with that," Brittany muttered, raising her plastic cup with me. I grabbed it from her hand and strutted away.
"Hey! Bitch!" she called after me.

"What was that?" I called back with mock confusion, smirking.
"Oh, get bitten!" she called after me.

My smirk grew as I took a sip. The skunky taste of beer immediately filled my mouth. I wrinkled my nose and took another sip as I made my way over the lake. Girls in bikinis pranced around in the shallow water, splashing around to get the attention of the guys. Selkies of both genders sat on the rocks, flirting with the humans. But instead of joining the clusters surrounding the gorgeous male selkies, I decided to try my luck finding my own.

I sat down in the sand and removed my heels before standing up and shimmying out of my jeans. I smirked to myself as I noticed some guys watching me with interest. I bit my lip to keep from smiling too widely as I lifted my little tee over my shirt, leaving me in only my pink lace panties and black lace bra. I didn't care. It was just like a bikini after all; a bikini I had conviently forgotton to bring.

Ditching my clothes in the sand I began to walk into the water. The water felt warm, having retained the heat from the summer sun during the day. I waded into the water, letting my arms trail behind me and create ripples in the water. I let my eyes scan over the surface of the water until I saw the head of a seal poking out in front of me.

I had no way to know for sure if the selkie was a male or a female, but based on the way it was watching me, I had a feeling it was a male. I smiled at the selkie, extending my hand and curling my fingers towards me. The seal swam towards me and halfway through its trip, it began to transform. It shed it's seal skin to reveal an extremely hot teenage guy with black hair that fell into his face in wet strands.

"Well aren't you the most gorgeous human I've ever seen," he said in that silky selkie voice.
"You're pretty gorgeous yourself," I said, grinning.

"Well I think we can agree we're both pretty attractive," he said, smirking.
I smiled and looked down like I was embarrassed just to make my lashes brush against my cheekbones in that flirtatious way. I lifted my eyes to his big, black ones and grinned. "Well then don't you think we should go somewhere where we can both enjoy each other's attractiveness?"

"Sounds like a plan to me," he purred with an excited grin.
"The woods then?" I checked.

His eyes flickered down to my barely concealed breasts and then back up to my face. "The woods," he agreed.
I smiled and turned around, heading for the shore. Once my ass was no longer hidden by the water I began to swing my hips ever so slightly as I walked. I turned around to look at the selkie trailing behind me, smirking at the way he was so obviously checking out my ass.

"You coming?" I asked.
"No but I'm sure I will be soon," he said. We both smirked at the innuendo.

"Well hurry up then," I scolded playfully, emerging out of the water. I shook out my hair, making sure the selkie boy could see my breasts bounce as I shook. I gave him a seductive smile as I made my way into the woods off to the side of the lake. The Selkie Woods were the only woods in all of Damenheven that were safe from weres, mongrels, adjules, and yales. The selkies might not be the kings of the jungle around here, but in large numbers, they were a force to be reckoned with, and they kept all those mutts off their land.

I walked deeper into the woods with confidence and a smirk on my lips, occasionally I glanced behind and grinned at the selkie boy who was ogling my ass as we walked. God, he was sexy. With his silky black hair and his tight grey jeans that matched the color of his former seal coat and bare chest; he was the epitome of selkie sexiness.

"This is far enough," he said, coming up behind me and placing his hands on my hips. I smirked to myself before turning around and crushing my smirk against his. I reached up to tangle my fingers into his silky hair while his hands ran up and down my curves. He forced his tongue in between my lips to clash with my tongue. His hands paused in their roving so that they could undo the clasp of my soaking wet bra. I allowed it of course, probably because I'm a slut.

The selkie's hands immediately went to my breasts, where his thumbs moved in circles around my nipples. I moaned and tightened my grip in his hair to a point where it must have been painful. I hardly cared. I'd heard that selkie boys like it rough anyway.

I'd also heard that they were extremely horny, which I learned was true when his hands moved down the front of my body to hook his thumb around the top of my panties. My eyes flew open automatically.

"I don't even know your name," I moaned breathily against his lips.
"Aldous," he breathed, "Now you know."

Now I may have been a slut who hooked up with any hot guy who came my way . . . But I usually liked to talk for at least five minutes before fucking. A drink would be nice too. He didn't even have to buy me one, he could just hand me one; without roofies in it. I mean, was that so hard?

Apparently it was, Because all any guy ever wanted to do was fuck. Whether selkie or fairy or human – they all only wanted one thing. And after they got it, they wanted a sandwich to top it off.

"Wait," I said, putting a hand to his chest. He stopped all his attempts to strip me and shove his tongue down my throat.
"What is it?" he asked.

"I don't think we should do this," I said.
"It was your idea," he said, sounding irate.

"I wanted to fool around, not fuck," I tried to explain.
He sighed in annoyance. "So I guess it was a waste of time for me to come out here," he muttered, turning around and walking away, "Fucking tease."

"Wait!" I called after him. I had no idea what I planned to do. I just . . . didn't want him to leave me . . . here . . . all alone. I didn't want him to not like me. He turned around but didn't respond. He raised an eyebrow in an expecting way as if to say 'this better be good.'

I stood there for a minute, struggling to think of what to say. But it was just so hard to think with him staring at me like that, while I stood there all exposed in only my panties. An idea came to me finally, but when I opened my mouth to say it nothing came out. So, I decided I could convey my suggestion without words. I slowly sunk down to my knees, hoping he would get what I was offering.

He must have, because his face broke out into a huge grin as he strode back over to me, unbuckling his belt as he went. "That's more like it," he said as he tossed his belt to the side. He came to stand in front of me, his crotch right in my face. I felt my pulse quicken and my palms grow sweaty. I wasn't exactly comfortable with this, but if it would make Aldous like me . . .

But I continued to grow more nervous when Aldous had begun to unzip his pants and I heard a rustling in the woods. "What was that?" I asked.
"I'm sure it's nothing. Just relax," he assured me but then I heard the noise again.

"Okay, I'm not trying to punk out but I seriously think there's something out there," I insisted.
"It's probably just an animal," he promised.

"Well around here animals turn into people and steal babies in the middle of the night so . . ." I said.
"I'm sure it's just a –," he cut off suddenly, his eyes going all round, "Fuck."

I looked over my shoulder to see a vampire leaning against a tree. A fucking vampire. King of the jungle. Or in this case, queen of the jungle, seeing as this particular vampire was a woman. She was extremely pale as they all are and dangerously beautiful. She had tendrils of loose black curls that contrasted sharply with her pale skin and bright green eyes. She was dressed simply in jeans and a black t-shirt, but it was obvious she was no fledgling. She was a full grown vamp.

"It seems that I am interrupting something," she said, crossing her arms over her chest.
I immediately scrambled to my feet, my hands on my breasts.

"No need to gussy up for little 'ol me," the vampire said. Her eyes moved from me to Aldous. "Get lost Skin Walker," she snapped at him.
I looked over my shoulder to see Aldous looking conflicted. He seemed torn between taking the vampire's advice and staying here to protect me.

The vampire raised an eyebrow at him when he didn't leave. "You're still here selkie?" she quipped. When she talked, her fangs flashed ever so slightly. I had a feeling it was on purpose to scare Aldous away. It obviously worked because he immediately took off.

"Yep, chivalry is alive and well," I mumbled sarcastically, despite my fear.
I almost had a heart attack when the vampire laughed. I didn't know they could do that. "That's why I picked you young human," she said, "You're quite witty. A little too loose for my liking but I'm sure we'll be able to cure that."

"Umm several questions. What did you pick me for and who is we?" I asked nervously.
"My harem and I," she explained, "The one you're going to be a part of. That's what I picked you for; to be my newest fledgling."

I felt my mind go blank. I wasn't thinking anything. I couldn't remember how to think.

"You'll like being a part of my harem," she went on, taking leisurely steps closer to me, "We're like a little family. And you'll like being a vampire even more. The perks are unbelievable, especially in a town like Damenheven. You'll like it. I promise."

Still, I didn't say anything, or think anything for that matter. There was just so much information going through my head that all thought production just shut down. The vampire was still walking towards me though. She stopped right in front of me and put a hand on my bare shoulder. She leaned into my neck while I just stood there, frozen in fear and shock. She leaned in further until her lips were touching my neck. Had I been coherent, I would have been freaked out that a chick had her mouth on me while I was half naked.

When her fangs dug into my neck, thoughts began to run through my head again; thoughts of pain and blood loss and suffering. I felt like someone had stabbed me in the neck with a needle full of gasoline and rat poison.

"Don't worry fledgling," she promised, "It only hurts when you think about it."

Pain coursed through my veins as a guttural scream ripped through my throat. It felt like every organ and nerve and cell and organelle in my body was on fire. My vision started to go all blurry and my eyes were starting to roll back in my head. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was the vampire woman smiling at me with my blood on her lips.