Hope George won’t mind this

In vampire culture, since we are immortal adultery is ignored but you need permission from the partner. I text to George telling him about what has occurred. He replied back: “Hey boss, if Jessie wants more, it is fine. I am busy visiting some friends in Goa, India, so I will be away for a while. Remember to put the blood ring on her. If you kill her, I’ll kill one of your wives.”

Sounded threatening, but we have been friends for a long time, so it might be friendly banter. I place my phone onto the shelf and smile at Jessie. She smiles back seductively. She wants some of me. I place the ring on her finger and she feels pleasureful.

I begin to lick her wounds. The bites from the wives seemed reckless but nothing like a lick can’t fix. I slowly lick Jessie’s arm. Blood clings into my tongue as Jessie groans in enjoyment. The fang marks vanish as my tongue crawls over her warm flesh. I move from her arm to her thighs. One thigh is flowing so I bring my mouth to it and I suck gently. This causes Jessie to move slowly and her hand reaches me.

She touches my chin and guides me to her lips. We share a couple of kisses, and her tongue touches mine. We break the connection and she licks her lips.

She whispers “Bite me, bite me hard. Taste me like how George loves me.”

I lift my head, holding Jessie in my hands. She lifts her head so her neck was stretched out. My fangs extend and I swing my mouth into her bulging, delicious, juicy neck. The aroma of fresh blood fills my nose and I violently slurp up her blood. Oh my, she tastes like heaven. And before you say something, Vampires had a long history of being believers of God, the story of using a cross to ward is off is ironic.

I slurp her skin hard. She feels aroused and sweat pours from her flesh. I can taste her salty sweat seeping into my lips as I devour her. Jessie moves her hand towards my middle. She wants to fuck.