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  He went to the sink, brought me back a glass of water and carried a damp washcloth as well. “Drink a little of this.” As I sipped the lukewarm tap water, he washed his blood from my face. “I’m sorry that happened to you. It happens sometimes to people after they’ve had their first feeding, but it shouldn’t happen again. I think it depends on how easily your body can accept the change it’s gone through. The only thing is that now-,”

  “Now I’m hungry again,” I said, cutting him off mid sentence. “It’s strange. I feel hungry for something, but I’m not sure for what.”

  He nodded as he took the cup of water from me and brought it to the sink along with the washcloth.

  “Plus, there’s something else too.” I was embarrassed with what I wanted to tell him. I hugged myself, not sure if I should say how I felt.

  “I know what you’re feeling,” he said with a gleam in his eye. “I can feel it radiating from you. I know you’re hungry for my blood again, but now you feel you need to have my cock deep inside you again too, right? Right now, I bet your pussy is throbbing for me to be as deep in you as I can be. Am I right?” He walked over to me.

  I looked down and saw Jake had an erection straining against his white briefs. My eyes drifted down to my own legs were there was the tiniest of trickles meandering down my legs. My juices were running down my thighs I was so wet for him. Even though I was incredibly pissed at him for turning me into a vampire, I had the urge to have him naked on top of me. It was as if I had no control over the desires of my own body. I reached down and touched the wetness on my leg; bring my fingers up to my lips, tasting myself. Our eyes locked and I knew my actions made him even hotter for me.

  “Damn,” he whispered as he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to my bed with a newfound determination in his eyes. He put me on the bed laying me on my back, then removed his briefs. He climbed on my bed and parted my legs, settling between them. I felt his tongue part my folds, licking at my cream as if he were the one starving and not me. He used his fingers to separate my folds more, allowing his tongue deeper inside me. I wiggled my ass and moved my hips up to his face. Within seconds, he had me at the edge of an orgasm.

  “I’m going to come.” I panted and writhed in pleasure loving the intense feeling of the orgasm swelling inside of me.

  “Come in my mouth,” he told me quickly before he continued to use his tongue against my clit.

  I looked down and saw he had his eyes open so he could watch me as he made me come. I stared him directly in the eyes as I orgasmed. As I cried out his tongue entered me prolonging my climax.

  My orgasm was just starting to subside when he climbed up over me. He paused to kiss my breasts, taking one pink hardened nipple in his mouth, letting his tongue flick at it then continued up my body until we were face to face. Holding himself up over me by his forearms, I could feel his hard as steel erection pressing against my mound. My body yearned to connect to his as the same time my stomach growled, begging him to feed me again.

  “I want to fuck you hard.” His eyes let me know he was serious. He rubbed his cock against me, teasing me with its being so close to where I wanted it to be.

  “Then do it. Fuck me hard.” It made absolutely no sense that I wanted to have sex with Jake again after everything that happened… yet I did. It didn’t matter that he turned me into a vampire. I only knew I wanted him.

  We both looked at each other before his face met mine as he gave me a hard kiss. His tongue immediately demanded entrance to my mouth. As our tongues touched, I felt Jake shift himself to one arm so he could use his other hand to guide himself into me. This time there was no going slow like the first time we made love. This time he slid himself into me with one swift stroke, driving himself as deep into me as he could. He filled my body completely. He started moving his hips and I raised mine to meet his.

  His movements became faster as he drove in and out of me with a frenzied intensity. Every time he cock slid in and out, he rubbed my clit, bringing me closer to an orgasm each time. His mouth found my neck and I felt his sharp teeth graze me. I remembered how incredible the orgasm was when he had bitten me, and I knew I wanted to experience that kind of orgasm again.

  He rolled us over so now I was on top of him. I moved my legs so that I could straddle him. I pushed myself down as hard as I could on him, impaling myself on his cock. Reaching up he touched my breasts, palming my nipples that were fully erect. His fingers pinched them before he moved his hands down my body, placing his hands on my waist.

  “How hungry are you?”

  “Starving.” I reached down to touch his chest and abs. My fingers played with his nipples, squeezing them the way he had squeezed mine. They were hard little nubs between my fingers and from the way he looked at me I could tell that he enjoyed my pinching them. I ran my fingertips up his neck, stroking the vein I could see under his pale skin. He filled my body but my hunger for more cried from deep within me. It screamed in my ears letting me know I could not ignore it any longer. I groaned in desperation not knowing what to do.

  Jake turned his head to the side, exposing his throat to me. “Drink from me.”

  “I’m not going to drink your blood again.” Even though I knew drinking from him would be an amazing experience, my vomiting up all I drank from him earlier was too vivid a memory. I didn’t want to go through that again.

  “That’s the thing you’re craving that you can’t identify. You need my blood. You shouldn’t get sick again if that’s what you’re worried about.” He swallowed and turned his head exposing his throat to me. When I looked at the smooth skin, I noticed the blue of a vein running down his neck. My stomach growled and churned in hunger.

  Leaning down, I trailed my tongue down the length of his neck. I heard him groan as my incisors lightly skimmed his throat. I trailed my tongue back up finding the perfect spot. Inhaling his scent, I opened my mouth and pierced his flesh with my teeth. As soon as his blood started to enter my mouth, I closed my eyes, lost in the exquisite sensation.

  Jake moaned aloud. “Ride my cock. Grind yourself into me hard,” he commanded.

  I started moving my hips and pressing myself down on him as hard as I could while I drank from him. I moved my ass from side to side to get him into me as deep as I could. I could feel his hands grabbing me helping me find the right rhythm to ride him.

  Suddenly I knew that I was close to another orgasm. His cock and blood had brought me to release quickly and I knew he was close too from the noises he was making. He hissed into my ear. “I’m going to come.”

  Hearing him say that to me when I was so close to my own release pushed me right over the edge. My body tensed just as his did, and we both climaxed at the same time. While I came, I stopped sucking at his neck so only a small amount of blood entered my mouth. I whimpered but never removed my teeth from his throat. He sighed and stroked my hair with one hand. “Keep drinking, you haven’t had enough yet.”

  I didn’t answer him; I simply started sucking at his neck again taking from him what my body needed to survive. He lay under me as I drank from him, tenderly stroking my hair and caressing my back. It was tranquil moment between the two of us. After a few more minutes of drinking from him, I noticed that my hunger left and I felt satisfied. I slowly pulled my teeth from his neck and saw the two puncture wounds I’d left on him. I pulled myself up and brushed my hair back as I looked down at Jake. He gave me a small smile.

  “Do you feel alright? You’ve been through a lot the past few days.”

  Damn fucking right I’d been through a lot. I was a vampire now. I just finished drinking the blood of another person. Because of my burning desire to have sex with a hot man that I didn’t even know I was now a vampire. I’d always been cautious about catching some kind of disease from a one-night stand, but had I ever worried about being turned into a vampire? Not so much. “I can’t believe you turned me into a vampire. I thought we were just going to sleep together.”

  “I know. I didn’t plan to change you at all. It was a big mistake. I wish I could make it up to you somehow.” He got up and found his briefs and put them on then sat back on my bed.

  “Do you do this with everyone you sleep with? Or was I just lucky the other night?” My voice dripped with sarcasm.

  “No, I don’t change everyone I sleep with. I changed one other person a very long time ago, but we were in love. I haven’t changed anyone since then.”

  “Well here’s a tip for you. Before you take someone and turn them into a vampire, you might want to discuss it with the person first.” I knew I sounded like a bitch but at this point, I felt I was entitled.

  We both sat on my bed in silence each lost in their own private thoughts. Finally Jake spoke.

  “Look, I can’t change you back. The only thing I can do is teach you everything you need to know about being a vampire. There’s things you’ll need to know in order to survive. There’s the basics like you won’t be able to go outside during the day ever again, but that’s when you’ll be sleeping anyways.”

  “Do you sleep in a coffin? Will I have to?”

  “Nope, I sleep on my bed. Just no sunlight can come into the room, or you’ll be a pile of dust like in the movies. Let’s see…you can eat food, but you don’t need to for survival. Now you only need blood. I still like to eat regular food. It helps me feel more human. Plus you can eat whatever you want and you won’t gain weight. You’ll stay the same looking as when you changed.”

  ”So I won’t gain weight, but I can’t lose any either?” I questioned him.

  “No, you’ll stay exactly the way you are now for as long as you exist.”

  Damn, I thought, I knew I should have gotten around to losing those fifteen pounds when I had the chance. I always hated going down
to the gym but I guess I wouldn’t have to worry about that anymore.

  “One of the most important things you need to know is how to stay away from slayers.” When he mentioned slayers, his tone changed and his facial expressions became very serious.

  “Slayers? Like vampire slayers? You mean they’re really real? I thought they were something made up for the movies.” It made me nervous thinking slayers were real now that I was a vampire. In movies, they seemed pretty badass.

  “I wish they were made up. Vampire slayers are real and they are deadly to us. And it doesn’t help that the most dangerous slayers alive happen to live here in Chicago. Their family has been slayers for centuries, even before I was changed. Their family name is Raintree and they’re legendary to vampires. The only good thing is that they usually focus more on the big groups of vampires, they really don’t go after individuals too much,” he explained. “They’re a group of brothers, and a few months ago one of them was killed when he was out slaying. Since then they’ve all be coming down on all of us kind of hard. I’ve been trying to lay low… One of them spotted me not too long ago at a nightclub, but I was able to get away before he got too close. I was lucky too, because it was the oldest brother, kind of like the leader right now. Rumor has it he took his brother’s death the hardest.”

  “Well, can you tell someone is a slayer by looking at them?” The idea of people out on the streets looking to kill me wasn’t a happy thought.

  “No, slayers are regular people, so there’s no way to tell just by looking at them.”

  “That’s just great,” I muttered sarcastically. I wondered what other surprises were waiting for me.

  “You’ll be fine. The good thing about being a newly turned vampire is it’s harder for the slayers to tell you’re a vampire. The longer you’re around the easier it is for them to identify you. It has something to do with your blood, I don’t know, I never understood it. But look, I’ve been around a long time and I haven’t gotten killed yet.”

  “How long have you been a vampire?” He looked to be in his mid thirties to me.

  “I was turned the year I came to Chicago back in 1835.”

  “So you’ve been a vampire over a hundred and …” I trailed off. I was never any good at math. Clearly becoming a vampire hadn’t improved my math skills.

  “Over a hundred and seventy three years.”

  “Besides slayers what else do I need to know? And am I supposed to go around killing people and drinking their blood? I don’t think I can do that.”

  Jake stopped as if to think. “You don’t have to worry about finding people to feed from. I’ll let you drink from me until you’re ready to go out on your own. And before you say no I understand we’re not talking about a major commitment here. This will be a temporary arrangement until you figure something else out.”

  “Is feeding from the neck always so…sexual? That was pretty intense what just happened.” It was true. I had gone from wanting to kill him to wanting to fuck him in a matter of seconds.

  “Feeding that way can be sexual. You have to get close to them and if you allow the sexual feelings loose, they will overcome you. And the orgasms during feeding are incredible too. But if that makes you uneasy, you can feed from my wrist as we did the first time. We don’t have to have sex. I’m not saying it wouldn’t be nice, but we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

  I sat and considered what he offered me. The idea of finding people and drinking their blood made me sick and I’d already done it two times with him. “How often do I have to feed?”

  “Once every couple days. If you had to you could go a little over a week, but I wouldn’t advise it. When you wait too long you’ll feel sick and the thirst is almost uncontrollable.”

  “And you were serious about the no sex and no commitments? This would be only temporary like you said.” It would be convenient to feed from him until I figured out what the hell I was going to do.

  Jake sat up smiling. “Absolutely. I’d feel better after everything I did to be able to help you.”

  “You don’t have any more weird surprises, do you? You’re not going to sprout fur and turn into a werewolf at the next full moon or anything, are you?” I knew I didn’t have it in me for any more surprises. Becoming a vampire was my limit.

  Jake laughed at my questions to him. “No, no other surprises, I promise.”

  “Ok, I’m going to go take a quick shower and then we’ll talk some more, ok?”

  “Sure, of course. I actually took a shower while you were out of it. I hope you don’t mind.”

  “Hey, use my shower, drink my blood… no biggie,” I quipped as I stood up and walked into the bathroom. I went to the sink and turned on the water so I could splash some water on my face. While looking at myself in the mirror I determined I looked exactly the same as I had a few nights ago on the outside. But on the inside, I knew I was very different. How did I get myself into this situation, I thought. All I wanted was a simple one-night stand and some awesome sex. Instead, I found myself turned into a vampire. I had gotten the fantastic sex I’d wanted but I had also gotten much, much more than I intended.

  Chapter Four

  “So this is where you live?” I was standing in Jake’s dimly lit living room. He had an incredible condo right on the lakefront. It was decorated very modern, not what you’d expect from someone who lived in the eighteen hundreds.

  I was there because I needed to feed again. A few days had passed since Jake changed me and I could tell my body wanted blood again. There was a craving deep in my gut that I couldn’t satisfy. I had eaten food as he told me I could; it just didn’t do anything for the hunger deep inside me. I needed Jake and I needed his blood.

  “Yep this is my place. I bought the entire floor so I have awesome views of the city.”

  We stood next to each other looking out towards Lake Michigan. There were lights twinkling on the water, boats out for a last sail before the end of summer. Looking down we could see the cars below us snaking down Lake Shore Drive

  , an endless display of headlights. .

  “So how have you been doing?” Jake asked me.

  Since the night he’d bitten me last weekend he’d pretty much left me alone. He called once to see if I needed anything, but for the most part, he had backed off and given me my space. I appreciated his leaving me alone while I adjusted to my new life, or death, or whatever it was I had now.

  “I’m okay I guess. It’s strange knowing I’ll never stand in the sunshine again, but I never tanned anyhow. It’s the Irish in me. There are still a couple things I’m trying to figure out, but for the most part I’m okay,” I explained to him.

  “Janice I know I apologized last week, but I am sorry I did this to you. I screwed up your life and I had no right to. I hope someday you’ll be able to forgive me for what I did to you.”

  “Jake, you don’t have to keep apologizing. I shouldn’t have brought home a total stranger to my place. When you came over I didn’t even know your last name.” I knew his last name now though, Manahan.

  ‘Well, I still feel terrible so I have something I want to give you. Just to show you I’m sorry.”

  Jake went across the room to his desk then came back with a piece of folded white paper. He offered it to me so I took it from him.

  “What is this?” I asked as I unfolded it and saw the name of a bank on the letterhead.

  “I know this doesn’t change what I did, but I wanted to do something to help you.”

  “It’s from a bank,” I commented as I scanned the page in my hand. Even though I scanned the letter, I had no idea what it meant. It was all official and legal looking.

  “It’s the information you need to access the accounts I set up for you. You’ll start getting statements in a few weeks.”

  I read the bottom of the paper and my eyes widened when I saw the account balance.

  “You gave me fifty million dollars?” It was strange even saying the dollar amount aloud.

  “I know it won’t give you your old life back, but I wanted to make sure you were set for a long time. I actually set up a trust so constant deposits would go into that account. You never have to worry about money again. I thought it was the least I could do for you.”