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  “I was hoping all week that you would be back at the club. You’re all I’ve been thinking about,” he told me with eyes on fire. He leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I felt his tongue brush my lips so I opened my mouth to him. No need for him to ask twice. He was just as good at kissing as I remembered. I heard him groan as my tongue explored his.

  He pulled back from me and asked, “Which way to your room?” I directed him and once we entered, he put me down on my feet.

  I went over to turn on the lamp that was on my nightstand next to my bed. Jake followed me and brushed my long brown hair back over my shoulders. Without speaking, he took my hands and lifted them up, guiding them to the buttons on his shirt. He didn’t have to tell me what to do; I knew what he wanted. My nimble fingers started unbuttoning his shirt until my fingers were at the waist of his button fly jeans.

  He reached down and unbuttoned his pants. I pulled his shirt out from his jeans and he shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor. He had on a white t shirt underneath that was tight across his muscular chest. Jake pulled off the shirt, letting it fall to the floor on top of the other.

  I looked at his chest and was amazed. I couldn’t believe that he wasn’t a famous model or actor. He was stunning. He took one of my hands and placed it on his chest.

  “You can touch me anywhere you want. It’s all I’ve been able to think about since last week when I met you.”

  My hand touched his smooth skin, my open palm moving over one of his nipples. I couldn’t help my hand from wandering down to his abs. I’ve always been a sucker for good abs and his chiseled abs could have been made of stone. Jake kicked off his shoes then pulled down his jeans, stepping out of them. He lifted each foot to pull off his socks. All he wore was a pair of white briefs that hugged him in all the right places. I could see his erection bulging against the white cotton material. I swallowed and the sound was loud in my ears.

  “I want to see you naked,” he told me, breaking the ring of silence that surrounded us.

  His words made my heart pound harder in my chest. He moved his hands to my silver top and pulled it off me revealing my breasts. I looked at him and swallowed again, nervous. His hands reached out and cupped my breasts and I could feel my nipples harden against his palms. An intense heat rolled through me, right through the center of my being. There was a sensation of a steady throb between my legs and I knew I was already wet.

  I looked down and watched him play with my nipples. He was pinching and twisting them so they ached. I whimpered and he squeezed them harder as he pulled on them.

  “Do you like that?”

  “Yeah,” I whispered as the sensation of pleasure and pain caused me to tremble.

  Jake moved his hands from my breasts to unbutton my jeans. I exhaled as he slid down my zipper. He pulled down my pants then knelt in front of me to help me step out of them. Once my jeans were off, he slid off the black bikini underpants I wore. He knelt there looking at me naked and my knees weakened.

  A moment passed, and then Jake touched the smooth skin between my legs. “I love a shaved pussy,” he said as he started to explore me between my legs. He leaned forward and I opened my legs a little wider. I felt his tongue lick up my slit and I shuddered. He groaned as he buried his face further into me. My hips gyrated and I knew if he continued I was going to come right there. I think he sensed that I was getting close because he stopped and stood up in front of me.

  “Why did you stop?” I asked him with a whine in my voice. He’d teased me, bringing me right to the edge, and then left me hanging for my release.

  “Because my cock aches and I want to fuck you now.”

  I wanted him just as bad, but I didn’t know the right thing to say to him. All I knew was that I wanted to make love to him and ease my aching pussy. Not able to find the right words I simply turned and led him over to my bed. “I don’t know what you want me to do…”

  “Shhh…” he hushed as his pointer finger gently touched my lips. His eyes were full of understanding. He took off his briefs so he stood naked next to me, then crawled onto my bed, allowing me to see his perfectly shaped ass.

  Jake held out his hand to me, inviting me to join him on my bed. I lay next to him and he moved onto his side to look over at me. He gave me the sweetest, small smile before he moved in to kiss me.

  It was a fantastic kiss, and it made me want more of him. Reaching up I pulled off the band that held his hair back, letting it fall loose. He was so beautiful.

  Jake used his hand and touched my breastbone. His fingers trailed down my body, dipping into my belly button down to between my legs. I opened my legs wider for him, inviting him back into me. When his finger slid inside me and touched my core, he groaned.

  “This right here is the closest I’ll ever get to heaven.” He leaned down and his teeth nibbled at my ear lobe. “The things I want to do to you tonight.”

  “What things?” As he answered in my ear, I felt myself blush from the roots of my brown hair down to my painted toes. I closed my eyes and I couldn’t believe a man this beautiful would say these types of things to me. God, I missed having sex.

  I felt Jake move as he got up from my bed. I opened my eyes and looked at him disappointed. He picked up his jeans and reached into a front pocket. Finding the small wrapper he was looking for he tore it open, removing a condom. Pausing at the foot of the bed, he unrolled it onto his erection. Climbing back onto the bed, he crawled up my body again and straddled me. He eased himself on top of me, holding himself up on his forearms.

  “Put me inside of you,” he commanded me.

  I reached down and held his hardness, guiding him to me. As he entered me, he sighed as if just the act alone of being inside of me was pleasurable to him. I wrapped my legs around him and locked my ankles, pulling him closer and deeper inside of me.

  Jake started to move his hips, sliding his cock in and out of me. His hair hung down past his face. When he leaned down to kiss me, it covered us like a sable curtain. I unhooked my ankles and planted my feet on both sides of him on the bed.

  He pulled himself back up and slid out of me. “Lay on your side.”

  Jake eased himself into me again reaching over while he continued fucking me to touch my clit. I hissed in the pleasure of his touch. His finger moved quickly over my sensitive nub as I writhed under him. He started slamming my pussy harder and deeper so I was panting for breath. His hand slid from my clit so he could grab my thigh.

  “Am I hurting you?” he asked me.

  “No, I love it. You can go harder if you want.” I reached down and started playing with my own clit as he continued to fuck me.

  “Fuck, you feel so fucking amazing, Janice.”

  I started whimpering after he spoke.

  “Are you going to come? Tell me, are you?” he demanded me to answer.

  “I’m right there,” I gasped. I was right at the precipice, breathless, ready to fall over the edge.

  “Me too. I’m going to come right now.”

  My body shattered into a million tiny pieces.

  Jake’s body shuddered as he started to come deep inside of me. He grunted then leaned down and nuzzled my exposed neck with his mouth. I felt him kiss me then I felt a strange sensation at my throat. It was like a kiss and a bite at the same time… the perfect blend of pleasure and pain.

  Another whimper escaped me. The sensation at my neck burst through my entire body causing me to experience another orgasm. “Fuck,” I breathed. I never had two orgasms when I was having sex, and this second orgasm was more intense than the first. I noticed the pleasure started to wane, and all I felt was pain. Jake was biting my neck. I tried to turn over to get his mouth off me, but I found that I couldn’t move at all. The last thing I remembered before losing consciousness was him sucking at my neck, with his cock still buried deep inside me.

  Chapter Three

  When I came to, I was still lying in my bed. My blanket covered me but I knew I was naked underneath.
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  “Hey, you’re finally awake.” Jake was lying down next to me wearing his white briefs. I tried to think of what had happened before I fell asleep. I remembered the amazing sex, and then him biting me. I tried to sit up and move away from him. There was a sharp pain in my neck and I gently touched it, trying to feel what was there.

  “You bit me,” I said accusingly to him. “You bit me really hard.” I could feel two raised bumps under my fingers that were tender to my touch. “Why the hell did you bite me?” I had visions of diseases and rabies and all sorts of other terrible consequences of a human bite. I pulled off my blanket, not caring that I was nude. I thought I was going to throw up and I needed to get to my bathroom. When I sat up, I immediately felt dizzy and lightheaded. He crawled over the bed and sat by my side.

  “Easy, easy, don’t try to move too fast,” he cautioned me as he put an arm around me. “I am so sorry I did this to you. I didn’t mean to do it. I got carried away and I know I should have stopped. I’m so sorry.”

  I tried to jerk away from him when the overwhelming desire to vomit hit me again. I closed my eyes and waited for the nausea to pass. He placed his hand on the small of my back and I pulled away from him again. I didn’t want him touching me at all. He had fucking bitten me while we were making love.

  “Wow, I feel really dizzy. I think I have to throw up.” My stomach started to cramp and I doubled over from the pain. Something was seriously wrong with me.

  “You’ll feel better once you feed. Everyone feels that way until the first time they’ve fed, it’s normal after you’ve been changed.”

  I looked over at him and gave him a look. “Once I feed?” Who talked like that, seriously? He seemed so normal before, but now he had more than began to creep me out. It was the first time I slept with a guy for months, and I’d picked crazy guy. “I ate before I went out last night,” I told him matter of fact. As I sat doubled over I was starting to think that he might be right. The pain I was feeling could very well be from hunger.

  “Not tonight, two days ago.”

  This time I looked at him as if he were insane. “Two days ago? What the hell are you talking about?” I looked out my bedroom window and I could see that it was dark outside. He was confusing me and I wasn’t sure what day it was now.

  “You’ve been sleeping for two days, Janice. The last time you ate was days ago. But now that you’ve changed, your hunger is different, stronger. It won’t be able to be ignored for long.”

  “I’ve been asleep for two days? Get out of here. There’s no way I was that out of it for two days.” He was insane, that was all there was to it. If I slept for that long, I would have missed work today. Somebody would have called me to see where I was. I would have heard my phone ringing.

  “Here, let me prove it to you.” He went to where my answering machine sat on one of my nightstands and pushed the play button.

  “Hey, Janice, this is Mike… I just wanted to make sure you were all right since you didn’t make it in today. Call me when you can to let me know you’re ok. Thanks, bye.”

  Jake pressed the stop button on the answering machine. “Veronica left a message too. She said she won’t be back until Wednesday night instead of today.”

  “Today is really Monday.” He was telling me the truth; I'd been passed out for days. Everything was weird with me, I felt strange from the inside out. “What did you mean about feeling different after the change? I feel different. How have I changed?” Inside my stomach twisted and turned and I was starting to panic. I was convinced whatever I was experiencing was because of his bite on my neck. “What did you do to me?”

  Jake walked over and knelt on the floor in front of me, putting my hands in his. “Before I explain everything to you I want you to understand that I’m really sorry for what I did to you. I didn’t mean to bite you; I got carried away when I came. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone. I wasn’t thinking about what I was actually doing to you.”

  “And what the hell did you do to me? Why do I feel so weird?” I felt so different, like I didn’t even belong in my own skin anymore. I wanted answers from him right away.

  “I know this is going to be hard to believe, but when I bit you I turned you into a vampire.”

  “What?” My voice was louder now, almost shouting. I pulled my hands out from his hold. I was right before, Jake was completely out of his mind. “That’s it; get the fuck out of my apartment!” I needed to get him out of my place immediately. I stood up to show him the way out, but I fell to the floor instead in excruciating pain. Pulling my knees up to my chest I curled up into the fetal position squeezing my eyes shut. “God. What the fuck.”

  “I can make the pain go away if you let me.” His voice was calm and he didn’t appear to be concerned I was in such agony.

  “Get out of here… but call 911 for me before you go,” I told him between gasps. There was no way I could get to my phone and call for help myself. The pain was growing worse by the second. Plus I was incredibly panicked which couldn’t be helping the situation.

  Jake knelt down on the floor next to me, brushing back my hair. “Janice, I’m telling you I can help you if you let me. Paramedics can’t do anything for you now, just me. If you don’t let me help you, you’re going to die. Watch this if you don’t believe me.”

  I looked at him, waiting for his proof. While I watched him, he took his wrist into his mouth and started biting. I started crying uncontrollably, terrified. I was trapped in my apartment with a fucking maniac. The sound was terrible, and the sight horrifying. Blood dripped from his mouth and wrist onto my honey oak hardwood floor. I stared at him unable to move and despite feeling repulsion by what I saw in front of me, I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

  “You need to feed from me. I made you a vampire and now you need my blood.” His lips were glistening ruby red.

  When he spoke, I could see his canine teeth were long and pointed. I was quite sure they weren’t like that before. It was a sight I would have most certainly noticed. He moved his open wrist down to my mouth. I pressed my lips firmly together refusing to open them to what he was offering me. I shook my head fiercely in protest and tried to push his wrist away. I wasn’t about to drink this crazy ass guy’s blood.

  He went ahead and placed his open wrist to my mouth. I could feel his blood wet on my lips. There was an odor from his blood, like nothing I’d ever smelled before. It was the most tantalizing smell and I moved my lips to taste the tiniest amount. The taste was delicious, succulent. Even though my mind told me what I tasted was disgusting, I couldn’t fight my body’s desire to consume more. I opened my mouth to the wound on his wrist, swallowing his life’s blood.

  Jake hissed as I drank from him. It sounded as if he was enjoying the experience as much as I was. Now instead of pushing his wrist away from me, I clawed at it with both hands sucking furiously. His blood couldn’t get into my mouth fast enough.

  “Easy, slower. Just let my blood flow inside of you.” With his free hand, he patted my tangled hair.

  After a few moments, more of my mouth attached to his wrist he started pulling his arm away from me. I whimpered in protest, wanting more than what I’d consumed.

  “Ok Janice, time to stop now,” he told me.

  I didn’t want to stop drinking and I continued sucking pretending I never heard him.

  Jake took his hand that had been stroking my hair and pried my mouth from him. He clamped his other hand tightly over his wrist to stop the bleeding.

  I sat up from the floor wiping my mouth with the back of my hand leaving a red mark there. It was amazing that I felt so much better. The pain I’d experienced was gone and I felt better than I had in a long time. I moved my tongue across my teeth and felt my canines were longer and sharp to the touch.

  I stood up no longer dizzy and walked into the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. There I was naked, my face smeared with Jake’s blood. I smiled and saw the pointy teeth, the same I’d seen in Jake’s mo
uth. It was a scary smile, the kind of nightmares.

  I turned to look at him. He was standing in the doorway watching me.

  “Why did you do this to me?” He made me a vampire. He changed me forever and I wanted to know why.

  Jake walked into the room, closer to me and touched my hair, then my cheek. His touch was tender and gentle. “I told you I didn’t mean to do this to you. I lost control of myself when I came. It’s been such a long time since I’ve been with a woman and you were amazing. I wasn’t thinking about what I was doing.”

  I was about to respond back to him but I didn’t have the chance because there was a sudden pain deep in my belly. The sensation was as if someone was trying to gut me like a fish. I reached for Jake as I collapsed to my knees, gasping in pain. He grabbed me and guided me with weak legs to the toilet, where I leaned over the bowl. The coolness of the water below caressed my face. Jake held my hair back to prevent it from going into the toilet water. I started gagging as I held the sides of the seat. It was obvious to me that I was about to throw up, and I knew what was about to leave my body was not going to be pretty.

  I fought the sensation to expel what I had just consumed, but my body quickly won the fight. I opened my mouth and the blood I recently drank from Jake sprayed like an unstoppable fountain out of my mouth. He reached over and flushed the tank so I wouldn’t have to look at the bloody mess. I spit into the bowl over and over again until another maddening cramp told me that my body wasn’t finished yet. Another wave of Jake’s blood shot out of my open mouth again. I whimpered and cried as I vomited. I always hated throwing up when I was sick, but seeing the fresh blood made it all the worse. He continued to hold my hair with one hand while he rubbed my back with the other. It reminded me of how my mother would try to comfort me when I was sick as a child. I spit a few more times, and then sat up letting go of the porcelain bowl.

  “Do you feel any better?” He looked at me genuinely concerned.

  “I feel a lot better.” I slowly stood up to my feet with his help. It was true. All of the pain I’d experienced was gone and I felt a million times better.