Bryce arrives to laye to save her

The door to the classroom burst open. Bryce stood in the doorway, his hand still on the handle, his eyes widening at the scene before him. The writhing mass of pale bodies, the glint of fangs in the dim light, the scent of sex that hung thick in the air. His fingers instinctively went to the silver cross that hung around his neck, its weight cool and familiar against his chest. "What the hell—" he started, but the words died in his throat as he saw his friend, the woman he cares about, Cortney, her skin now as pale as the others, her eyes glowing crimson as she pulled back from kissing Destiny. Her daughter, Both of them vampires. The professor turned, his eyes narrowing as he took in the intruder. "Ah, prinnciple Melton," he said, his voice smooth and hypnotic. "You're just in time."

Bryce's hand tightened around the silver cross, the familiar weight of the blessed metal grounding him against the wave of unnatural desire that washed through the room. He could feel the pull of their gazes, especially from Cortney and Destiny, their crimson eyes locked on him with an intensity that made his blood run hot. "Bryce," Cortney's voice was a silk whisper, her new fangs catching the dim light as she smiled. She rose from the floor, her naked form moving with a fluid grace that had not been there before. "Don't you want to join us..join me?" She took a step toward him, her hips swaying, her breasts catching the shadows. Destiny followed close behind her mother, their movements synchronized, predatory. "We can show you such pleasures, Bryce," Destiny purred, her voice carrying the same hypnotic cadence that had ensnared her mother.

She reached out, her fingers trailing along Bryce's arm, sending shivers through his body. Bryce's breath caught in his throat. His mind screamed danger, but his body responded to their allure. Cortney stepped closer, pressing her pale body against his, her lips grazing his lips. "Remember hiw we was back in highschool, Bryce? How you always said you'd akways love me, even though i didnt you?" Her hand slid down his chest, over his stomach, stopping at his belt. "Now you can love me forever, and I can love you if Join us." Destiny came around to his other side, her hand cupping his cheek, turning his face to meet hers. Her crimson eyes glowed with hunger and desire. "I want you in me Bryce. I want you to love me to." The professor watched from his position, a knowing smile on his lips. "The cross won't save you here, Bryce. Not when such sweet offerings are being made." The Professor hissed.

Bryce's hand trembled on the silver cross. The metal grew warm against his palm, a faint burning sensation that anchored him to reality. But Cortney's lips were on his neck now, her tongue tracing a path to his pulse point, and the cross felt heavier, less potent. "Remember," she whispered against his skin, her voice a memory of their high school days, of stolen glances and kisseing. "Remember how we were, before..i called it off. I can give you everything now...im ready" Destiny's hand found his, guiding it to her breast. Her skin was cool, smooth, alive with an energy that pulsed beneath his fingers. "Feel how alive I am," she mewed. "Feel how alive you could be." The professor rose from his position, moving through the tangle of bodies with an unhurried grace. He approached Bryce, stopping just beyond arm's reach. "The cross is a symbol of faith, Bryce. Faith in something greater than yourself. But what greater thing is there than this?" He gestured to the room, to the writhing forms, to Cortney and Destiny pressing against Bryce. "This is transcendence. This is eternity." Cortney's hand found Bryce's belt, undoing the buckle with practiced ease. Her fingers worked the button of his pants, sliding the zipper down. "Let go, Bryce. Let go of your fear. Let go of your doubt. Let go and let us be with you" Destiny knelt before him, her hands pushing his pants down his thighs. Her crimson eyes looked up at him, her lips parted, her fangs glistening. "I've never done this before," she said, her voice innocent and hungry all at once. "Be my first, Bryce."

Destiny leaned forward, her lips parting as she took Bryce's length into her mouth. Her tongue, cool and agile, traced along his shaft as she began to move, her fangs carefully retracted so as not to harm him. The sensation was electric, a mix of heat and cold that sent shivers up Bryce's spine. His hand, still clutching the silver cross, trembled as Cortney's fingers intertwined with his, gently prying it from his grasp. "Remove it," Cortney whispered, her lips brushing his ear as she took the cross from him and let it clatter to the floor. The moment the blessed metal left his hand, the hypnotic pull of the room intensified tenfold. Bryce's resistance crumbled as Destiny's mouth worked him, her crimson eyes never leaving his, her hunger and desire mingling in their depths. The professor moved closer, his hand resting on Bryce's shoulder. "Feel the pleasure she gives you. Feel how it washes away all doubt, all fear. This is just the beginning. Soon the whole school will be turned, sevral classes likemine aleady turned, or turning as i speak" Destiny's pace quickened, her hands gripping Bryce's thighs as she took him deeper, her throat accommodating him with a vampire's ease. Cortney pressed her body against his back, her breasts flattening against his shirt, her fangs grazing his shoulder.

Her hands slid from his shoulders, fingers finding the hem of his shirt and pulling it upward. The fabric parted, revealing his chest, and Cortney pressed her bare skin against his, her cool flesh meeting his warmth. She sighed against his ear, her fangs tickling his neck. "Now you're truly with us," she whispered. Destiny looked up, her mouth still working, her crimson eyes glowing with approval. She released him with a wet pop, rising to her feet. "Your turn, Mom," she said, stepping aside. Cortney guided Bryce to a desk, pushing him down onto it. She climbed onto his lap, straddling him, her thighs gripping his hips. "Remember how you wanted me in high school?" she purred, lowering herself onto him. "Now you have me. Forever.my beloved" The professor watched, his hand on Destiny's shoulder. "The cycle continues. Soon every classroom, every hallway, every corner of this school will know our embrace." Bryce's hands found Cortney's hips, gripping them as she rode him, her fangs finally sinking into his neck. He cried out, not in pain but in ecstasy, as she drank from him. Destiny knelt beside them, catching the blood that dripped from her mother's lips, sharing in the feast. The professor smiled, turning to the window, watching the sunset paint the campus in shades of red and gold. "By morning, there will be no one left.not turned her in school, tommrrow night we start on the town of Kingston, as for his orders..all for master Darius who started last night on the town.