I remember me (Part 1)

You elegantly wiped the blood around your mouth, went out of the park and took a breath of the fresh air of this hot night, leaving a half naked, loving couple behind, who were still intoxicated in the pleasures from your bites. The sweetness of the girl's blood and juice lingered in your mouth and you tried so hard to stop yourself from going back and finishing them off. Then again, your mistress did forbid you from just killing or turning some random, worthless kids in a park. Besides, you had work to do tonight.

You were still reliving your last feeding as you casually got in the passenger seat of a black Camry by the entrance of the park, but you immediately noticed the absence of the driver. The quiet moans and fragrant scent filling the car urged you to turn around and looked for the source of them.

Melissa was having her way with a young girl in the back seat. She was stabbing her fangs into the lucky kid's neck while running her fingers in and around her more intimate areas. The girl's eyes were slightly shut, as she was enjoying the mixture of pain and ecstasy brought by Melissa's cold yet comforting touch. The girl moaned softly. She was yearning for more.

You felt your fangs coming out again. The beast inside you pounded the cage as you watched, and you tried your best to hold it back as you didn't want to disturb Melissa. She's a messy eater, you shivered as you remembered her fury the last time you accidentally interrupted her feeding. But you had to do something to ease the tension...

Melissa's lips curled into a satisfied smile as she withdrew her fangs. She gently licked the puncture wounds on the girl's neck and whispered some words into her ear to keep her sleeping quietly. She glanced at you with a cunning smile before she got out the car. You quickly pulled your hand out of your trousers, zipped up and pretended that nothing had happened.

When she returned to the driver seat, you noticed that Melissa's mouth was still covered in the sweet blood of the girl. She seemed not to care about it, but you didn't want to waste the nectar.

"Hey... Come here..." You grabbed a tissue and carefully cleaned the blood around Melissa's mouth for her when she was about to start the car. You inhaled the fragrance left on the tissue and let out a low moan. Young, energetic, pure... You felt you manhood throbbing in your trousers again and wanted to let it out.

"Thanks, James." Melissa giggled, "But don't be so eager. She's not the main course tonight."

"I can't say I'm not curious. So, what is?" You asked. Seriously, Mistress had only told you to assist Melissa, and nothing else. Why so secretive, you thought, especially that she could've just filled you in the details with one single thought.

"I want to make sure of something first." Melissa stared at you and smiled, "How much do you know about our mistress, and about me?"

"What do you mean..." You're confused.

"Like, what's her name?"

"Serious? Her name is... We were... Wait..." You were shocked as you couldn't remember anything about your mistress. How you met her, how she turned you, anything and everything... And the woman in front of you... You only knew that she was Melissa, but nothing else about her either. "What's going on..." You're frightened.

"Calm down, James. The same goes for me, too. Your name is all I know about you. I just figured it out when you got in the car." Melissa sighed a breath of relief, "Mistress must've wiped our memories."

"She could do that? But why?"

"Beats me." Melissa shook her head and started the car, "The mission is still clear, though. We need to pay a visit to a very rich guy named Eugene Masrani and his wife Helen. Sneak in, fuck the couple, and sneak out."

"That's it? Sounds easy enough." You still didn't understand the necessity of wiping your memories, but your mistress had her reasons and you obeyed her completely. You just sat quietly in the seat and prepared yourself. Damn, I could still smell the blood of the young girl behind me... You licked your fangs and tried to calm yourself down.

Melissa drove to the eastern suburbs and you would have to continue on foot to keep low profile. Masrani's villa was located near the forest, and protected by private security guards. You realized that your hands were shaking.

You were scared not by the guards, however, but something else. There was a strange presence in that house. It was not focusing on you right now, but it's strong. It was not a regular human nor a vampire. For the first time in your undeath you felt insecure.

"Twelve men, all armed with auto rifles." Melissa returned from her recon, "But they are using so many cameras. Looks like they don't really know what they're dealing with."

Right, we don't show up in cameras, you smiled in relief. But the joy was quickly overwhelmed with the anxiety again. Whatever was in that house must be something that even you mistress was afraid of, to some extent. You wondered what that was, but nonetheless you had to obey her command and complete the mission.

You cautiously avoided the guards and approached the house without any obstacle. The captain got nothing from the security cameras and he was convinced that this was just another regular night. With your supernatural strength you jumped on the second floor and found the only opened window through which you could sneak in.

The moment you and Melissa went inside, you heard some gentle laughs and moans coming from downstairs, and you knew why that presence was not focusing on you. Lucky us, you smiled wickedly and quietly went for the bedroom on the first floor.

Helen Masrani looked like just another regular young lady at the age of 25 that you could've met everyday. She came out of the bathroom with her body covered with only a pink towel. Her long, bright blonde hair hasn't dried up yet, but the excitement you could see in her deep blue eyes drove her towards the bedroom.

Inside, her husband, Eugene Masrani, a more than successful businessman, was already sitting on the bed, topless, and waiting for his beloved wife who he just married to less than a month ago. He shaved his beard for tonight, so his elegant, genuine smile melted Helen's mind right away.

She's so beautiful. Eugene's voice echoed in her head. I know, and thank you. She replied silently.

"You're so beautiful." Eugene said. She already heard this, but to him it was the first line.

"Thank you." Helen nodded and stepped towards him.

She's as pretty as she was on the day I met her. Kind and graceful. I'm lucky to have her in my life. Eugene's voice kept swirling in her mind and Helen was drowned into the mental satisfaction it gave her. She slowly lay down beside him and looked into his mild, affectionate and pure eyes.

"Helen, you're as pretty as-"

"Shh... my love..." Helen placed her finger on his lips with a smile, "You don't need to say anything..."

"Of course..." When Helen moved her finger away, Eugene gently leaned over and sealed her lips with his.

They shared a passionate kiss while they slowly undressed his trousers and undergarments, and threw her towel away. Their kiss continued and went deeper, and Helen enjoyed every second, every moment when his strong and flexible tongue was intertwined with hers. It was in these moments, that she wouldn't hear all those voices, that she could truly be happy and be herself again.

"I love you, Helen..." Eugene broke the kiss and smiled at her.

"I know..." Helen replied with her tearful eyes.

Helen forgot about everything she had endured and wrapped herself into the atmosphere of pure bliss with her loving husband. Eugene slowly moved his hand down to her waist, and caressed her skin with a gentle and possessive touch. Helen moaned softly and arched her back in pleasure. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she giggled.

It was quiet in the room and she could even hear her own heartbeats pounding with passion. Eugene searched lower and grabbed her butt, and she obediently lifted up her leg and wrapped it around him. He smiled with excitement, and she playfully bit her finger with her lips in reply.

As Eugene's manhood slid along her labia and dived into her intimacy, their bodies began to dance in perfect harmony. His strong yet gentle thrusts made Helen shiver with delight. She clutched at his hair, pulled him closer, deeper into her embrace and engaged another kiss. Her mind was blank in a moment, and started to be filled with and consumed by the passion and desire. She has never felt anything like this before, and she loved this.

Eugene's other hand was stroking her hair softly. The sensation of care made Helen gasp for air between their kisses. She could feel her climax building as a wave of intense pleasure that she couldn't hold back any longer, was rushing around her whole body. Eugene broke the kiss and panted heavily for the approaching orgasm.

With a final, deep moan, Helen squirted tremblingly and closed her eyes with a smile on her face. Eugene followed merely seconds after as his filled Helen's womb with a hot rush.

However, his satisfying exhalation came to a sudden stop, and she felt some warm and thick liquid dripping down onto her face. Confused, Helen opened her eyes and saw something that she would never forget.

A young girl with short, silver-gray hair was grabbing Eugene's mouth from behind, with her face buried deep in his neck. Two streams of blood were leaking out of her mouth, and Eugene was gasping for air with his face twisted by pain and fear.

"Mmm!" Helen screamed in horror, but the scream was reduced to a mere little noise when a strong hand covered her mouth.

She looked to the side and only saw a pair of red eyes.