By the setting sun

Suddenly you simply exist again. You know darkness has fallen. You turn to see Tina stirring, and Gwen already awake.

Gwen smiles at you showing her long sexy fangs. "Tonight you hunt with me Jack."

It is more than an invitation to hunt. Once you've quenched your thirst you'll fuck. You rise eager to begin the night.

You exit upstairs into the club. Gwen sees him first, a police officer. She motions for you to follow her lead. She struts toward him, breasts swaying, her eyes alight with hellish fire.

"What seems to be the problem officer?"

"You two aren't supposed to be in there, club isn't open yet."

Her eyes bore into him. "Trust me officer, we have permission to be in here."

"You...have...permission?"

"Yes, officer. Look into my eyes and see that I am telling you the truth."

"Your...eyes..."

"Come officer, I need to get taste you."

The officer walks into her open arms. She wastes no time driving her fangs into his jugular. He yelps in pain. Then settles into quiet obedience. She drains him deeply, leaving him enthralled.

"Officer, what is your name?"

"Harry, Mistress." His voice has a far away quality.

"And, what is your job?"

"I will protect your kind, especially you. While pretending to be a law officer."

"Excellent, now bring us your partner."

"Yes, mistress."

He departs. Gwen's flesh is less pale. She runs a finger along your face. It is warm. You know her pussy is as well. You desire her, but you need to feed. Moments later the cop returns with his female partner. She is nothing to look at, but she'll do.

She speaks. "Harry, why are you bringing me in here, are these folks trespassing?"

Before he can even answer you look her in the eyes.

"Come!"

She obeys your command, walking to you. You can hear her heart beat, see the vein in her neck pulsing, and smell the ambrosia beneath her skin. She bares her neck. You waste no time plunging your fangs into her neck.

You drink deeply taking her essence and making her yours.

You withdraw you fangs and smile at your newest thrall. "What is your purpose?"

"I will protect you during the day my master."

"See to it nobody trespasses during the day."

"Yes, master."

"You may go."

Before the enthralled cops can even leave, you are kissing Gwen. You push her up against the wall, hard. If she still breathed it would have knocked the wind out of her. Instead she grapples with your pants button, ripping them down. You push her to the ground grab her hair and give it a tug as you penetrate her. She screams in delight. You use your enhanced undead speed and stamina to drill her. As you feel her getting close she rakes your chest with her shiny black razor sharp nails. You feel flesh tear and you know she has drawn blood. You also know, without looking, that it has begun to heal.

She comes. You come moments later.

As you lay there with her you sense the club's workers arriving, getting ready to open. Gwen stands up.

"The owner of the club is stopping by. I'll be taking him out for a bite. The night is still young. Happy hunting."