grinned in the darkness. I had known the moment Fabian tried to mind control Chloe and Cassie. I’d deliberately put a more powerful spell on Cassie, given she was the one who had suffered the most from the vampire’s control. When I heard the angry screams of pain, I knew the spell was working. He couldn’t feed or use either of them for sex any more.
I climbed off my bed and moved silently to the window, watching one pissed off looking vampire walking away from the house. He stopped and spun around suddenly, his head tipping back as he looked up towards my window.
I shrank back to the side but he must have seen me as he lifted one hand and waved to me. Even in the darkness his eyes burned with that strange pale stare and I felt my heart skip a beat, before beginning to pound in my chest. He’d seen me and acknowledged me the arrogant bastard. What was I going to do to him? I’d won this round. He couldn’t hurt my housemates anymore but what to do with him next?
I watched him turn and walk away disappearing into the night, and a slow smile spread over my face, as an idea began to formulate in my head. He was an asshole, I knew that. Getting involved with someone I was supposed to ruin was not wise, but I wanted him. Dammit for feeling the way I did, but I wanted him. I wanted to be fucked by him.
It was the idea that popped into my head that made me decide that I would go ahead and take what I wanted. I could use him but still fuck him right up. I hadn’t had sex in a very long time. I wanted to have sex and something told me, sex with Fabian would be incredible.
I could have incredible, mind blowing sex and make sure; I fucked him over really well at the same time. The more I thought about it, the more I decided it was the perfect solution. Oh it would really piss him off. It was genius; it was exactly what that arrogant asshole needed.
As my head filled with images of him in the grip of what I had planned for him, I grinned. My grin became a chuckle, which in turn became laughter, and before I knew it, I was doubled over, laughing so hard, tears welled over and began to stream down my cheeks.
Hell, this assignment was suddenly sounding a lot better. It was going to be fun, and hopefully extremely pleasurable. Well, pleasurable for me, maybe not so much for Fabian, and as I thought of it again, I buckled over in another round of uncontrollable laughter.
Fabian
Fabian was pissed, confused, frustrated, hungry and seriously pissed. What the fuck just happened? Something was definitely up in Cassandra’s home. Something was up with Cassandra herself. Suddenly the woman who looked like she’d been lobotomized was all animated and bloody well back to normal? How could that be? He thought she might have been mourning and that her cloud of depression had lifted. That she was now fine and he hadn’t nearly made her brain dead from too much mind control.
The more he thought about it though, the more he realised, that didn’t seem right. It was too sudden anyway. She’d gone from dull, dreary and nearly dead to cheery, happy go lucky in a couple of days? No, that didn’t seem right at all.
Then there was the agony he’d suffered. What had caused it? Why had it only happened when he’d tried to mind control the ladies? Why the fuck had it been a stabbing pain in his cock? Fuck that hurt. His poor cock still throbbed and nothing killed a raging hard on faster than stabbing pain shooting through it.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He snapped, slamming his fist into the mailbox of someone’s house, as he headed home and the post it was on snapped, causing it to crash noisily to the ground. “Fuck!” He mouthed off again and increased his pace. He needed to get out of this area and he needed to find someone to feed from.
He was so pissed and he sure as fuck wanted answers. What the hell was going on in that house? What was different? What had caused things to change? He fumed as he sped towards the city
I climbed off my bed and moved silently to the window, watching one pissed off looking vampire walking away from the house. He stopped and spun around suddenly, his head tipping back as he looked up towards my window.
I shrank back to the side but he must have seen me as he lifted one hand and waved to me. Even in the darkness his eyes burned with that strange pale stare and I felt my heart skip a beat, before beginning to pound in my chest. He’d seen me and acknowledged me the arrogant bastard. What was I going to do to him? I’d won this round. He couldn’t hurt my housemates anymore but what to do with him next?
I watched him turn and walk away disappearing into the night, and a slow smile spread over my face, as an idea began to formulate in my head. He was an asshole, I knew that. Getting involved with someone I was supposed to ruin was not wise, but I wanted him. Dammit for feeling the way I did, but I wanted him. I wanted to be fucked by him.
It was the idea that popped into my head that made me decide that I would go ahead and take what I wanted. I could use him but still fuck him right up. I hadn’t had sex in a very long time. I wanted to have sex and something told me, sex with Fabian would be incredible.
I could have incredible, mind blowing sex and make sure; I fucked him over really well at the same time. The more I thought about it, the more I decided it was the perfect solution. Oh it would really piss him off. It was genius; it was exactly what that arrogant asshole needed.
As my head filled with images of him in the grip of what I had planned for him, I grinned. My grin became a chuckle, which in turn became laughter, and before I knew it, I was doubled over, laughing so hard, tears welled over and began to stream down my cheeks.
Hell, this assignment was suddenly sounding a lot better. It was going to be fun, and hopefully extremely pleasurable. Well, pleasurable for me, maybe not so much for Fabian, and as I thought of it again, I buckled over in another round of uncontrollable laughter.
Fabian
Fabian was pissed, confused, frustrated, hungry and seriously pissed. What the fuck just happened? Something was definitely up in Cassandra’s home. Something was up with Cassandra herself. Suddenly the woman who looked like she’d been lobotomized was all animated and bloody well back to normal? How could that be? He thought she might have been mourning and that her cloud of depression had lifted. That she was now fine and he hadn’t nearly made her brain dead from too much mind control.
The more he thought about it though, the more he realised, that didn’t seem right. It was too sudden anyway. She’d gone from dull, dreary and nearly dead to cheery, happy go lucky in a couple of days? No, that didn’t seem right at all.
Then there was the agony he’d suffered. What had caused it? Why had it only happened when he’d tried to mind control the ladies? Why the fuck had it been a stabbing pain in his cock? Fuck that hurt. His poor cock still throbbed and nothing killed a raging hard on faster than stabbing pain shooting through it.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He snapped, slamming his fist into the mailbox of someone’s house, as he headed home and the post it was on snapped, causing it to crash noisily to the ground. “Fuck!” He mouthed off again and increased his pace. He needed to get out of this area and he needed to find someone to feed from.
He was so pissed and he sure as fuck wanted answers. What the hell was going on in that house? What was different? What had caused things to change? He fumed as he sped towards the city
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