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"This is just too easy." The man thought as he entered the room after Jane. She looked doubtful and insecure and was just about to open her mouth. Look at me! He mentally demanded her, just a few seconds later her attention was his. The man was looking deep into her eyes. This is exactly what you want. She was dragged to him, almost like she was under a spell. She just smiled faintly and started to walk towards him. Once again they where standing so close to each other as they possibly could. You want to be kissed.
The kisses the man had placed on her lips were magical, not that she had anything to compare them with but she didn't thought that kissing someone was this good.
As they stood there kissing the man pulled off the wet cloak and shawl and started to unbutton Jane's dress. His large hands unbuttoned the dress amazingly easy and quick. His mouth travelled from her cheek down her jaw and neck and finally on to her chest. Leaving a wet and burning trace where his mouth had been. He was playing with his tongue between her breasts. She giggled in surprise stroking his hair wishing that he would never stop. Jane felt warmness between her legs, something she had never experienced before. After a while the man stopped kissing Jane and freed her from her corset and undergarments. He looked up and down the young woman's naked body, she was beautiful, smiling with pleasure at this sight and then he looked into her eyes. You want this...
She should be ashamed, but she wasn't. The only thing she wanted was to be touched by the man who was looking deep into her eyes. Jane felt like the luckiest girl in the world. How could this act be so bad? It was just amazing, and the kisses, oh his kisses was the most wonderful thing in the world. She wished that he would never leave her. Jane was about to kiss the man's upper lip when she scratched her own on something sharp. Her mouth was filled with her own blood. With terror she looked at the man who was standing in front of her. His eyes, his so beautiful eyes had a shade of red in them, the pupil had grown to twice its size. He grinned at her, this time it wasn't nice, it was like a lion that is about to attack its prey. Jane was able to see... the fangs. The man took a steady hold on her body so she wasn't able to escape from him. She screamed in terror when the man did this rough and harsh action against her. The man quickly covered her mouth with one of his hands.
"I know what you are!" She managed to say underneath the man's hand. "Leave me alone. Go away! I'll scream and then someone will come and you are going to..."
"Celeste?"
"Celeste? I'm not Celeste my name is Jane. You know my name, you asked me earlier this evening" Jane was about to start crying. She was terrified; she was trying to free herself from him.
"Celeste?" He looked deep in to her eyes looking for a sign and then down at her bloodstained mouth.
"Leave me alone! Please." She whispered while the tears run down her cheeks. But he bent over and started to suck on her lower lip. It tasted good, really good! He wanted more, much more!
He grabbed her both arms and dragged her towards the bed and forced her down on it. He sat on top of her forcing her arms to rest above her head. "CELESTE!" The man screamed in fury looking into the terrified woman's eyes. There it was. He bent over and kissed her neck. Jane begged once more to spare her, but he wanted more of her. She tasted so good. His teeth entered the throat and the blood reached his mouth. The girl underneath him kicked and screamed in pain and terror but he didn't care at all, he was hungry. He started to take greedy mouths full of the woman's blood. He drank and drank. The girl underneath him started to weaken and was soon grasping desperate for air. He realised that if he drank anymore he and the girl would die. He looked into the dieing face.
"Celeste?" He wished for a sign that never came, he stroked her pale cheek before he bit his own wrist so his own blood started to drip down his lower arm. "My poor bat." He bent over and placed his lower arm against the pale lifeless woman's lips. "Drink!" Nothing happened. "Celeste! Drink it." The woman underneath weakly licked on the open wound, swallowing a small amount of blood.
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