Indulge the beast inside you

You embraced your desire as you stood up, threw your clothes and trousers aside, and walked towards the bathroom. The closer you got, the more intense Fran's fragrance became and the stronger the blood in your veins pounded. You wanted to devour her, needed to, so that the hunger for flesh could be satisfied.

Fran had so much trust in you that the bathroom door was left unlocked. And you just exploited this trust to sneak inside. The room was filled with steam and her soft hummings were echoing around. She was brushing her hair, facing the wall and didn't seem to notice your entrance. An evil smile appeared on your face as you approached her like a silent predator.

"Ah! James, you scared me!" The moment Fran felt your hand on her shoulder, she was startled, but she kept a gentle smile on her face and continued washing. Somehow, she seemed to have expected your intrusion and she didn't oppose it.

What came next was unexpected as you pushed her against the wall with brute ****. Fran immediately felt dizzy as her head was hit. The hairbrush that slipped from her fingers and clattered onto the tiled floor. The worst was yet to come. You grabbed Fran's blonde hair, tilted her head to the side, and rode your salivating tongue on her smooth neck.

Fran let out a soft moan that mixed surprise and a faint tingle of pleasure, with her wet hands pressing against the wall. Unbeknownst to her, she was already under the effect of the pheromone you exhaled, and she wasn't thinking clearly. Her body tensed every time you drew a line of saliva on her sensitive neck.

"Ooh... You're so rough tonight... Hehe..." Fran closed her eyes and chuckled.

Your lips and tongue kept moving lower, leaving a trail of hot wet kisses across her shoulder. She didn't push you away, just relaxed and let you do whatever you wanted.

You took a hard bite on her shoulder. Your upper and lower canines were somehow sharper than usual, leaving two pairs of shallow bite marks on her perfect skin. Usually the pain would cause a scream, but not this one, not from her. While Fran was totally drowned in your pheromone, the bite was more of an intense foreplay to her, and she was getting more wet down there.

The smell of blood drove you crazy and you were completely taken by the beast. You spread Fran's legs and drilled the hole with your erected member from behind, the one you've never explored before. Fran's body trembled violently at the sudden intrusion, with a sharp gasp mixing with her soft moans that echoed in this small bathroom.

This was just the beginning. The warm steam that clung to both of your skins, her sweet scent, and the metallic tang of blood in your mouth only stoked the raging hunger inside you deeper. You pulled back her hair and kept up the unrelenting pace that made her moan with each thrust.

"James..." Fran kept whimpering your name, half pleading half encouraging, and it made you want to conquer her even more. The beast in your blood roared louder while your canines were still tingling with the taste of her skin and the faint hint of blood. Every beat of your heart matched the harsh rhythm of your movements, urging you to taste more.

You bit down on the same spot on her shoulder again, only harder this time. Fran cried out a bit louder this time. You enjoyed the sound, and you thrust faster and harder to make her cry more.

You released Fran's shoulder, and the hot water from the shower washed away the blood almost instantly, leaving the clear bite marks on the skin. You withdrew as well, but you were far from satisfied. Fran was tired as her body trembled and slowly collapsed, but you were not going to just let her go easily.

"James..." She looked into your eyes when you turned her around. You wondered what she saw in you, but that was quickly overwhelmed by your returning lust.

You saw her wet hair, her dazed eyes and her blushed face. All of them were so captivating that you really didn't want to let go. You **** a kiss on her lips, sharing her own taste with her, while you lifted up her right leg, slid along her moist labia with your still hard member, and penetrated her.

Her knees went weak immediately from the sudden new angle, and she had to hold onto your shoulders to keep standing. You didn't let her moans escape her mouth. The warm water cascaded down both of your bodies, washing over your tangled limbs and tracing every curve of her soft skin, making every movement feel hotter and more intense.

You wrapped your other arm around her waist to hold her steady, and made sure each thrust hit deeper than the last. Fran's mind was completely blanked out by the constant waves of pleasure you sent her. You knew she was reaching her climax, and so were you.

The beast inside you roared as the tension in your lower part was released into her. Fran whipped her head back against the wall, and her whole body convulsed as she came right after you. The furious rage from the beast finally began to fade, and so did your vision. You released Fran, stumbled back for a few steps and collapsed on the floor.

You had no idea how long had passed when the hot water splashing against your cold skin brought you back to your blurred senses. When your vision finally cleared, you saw Fran sitting against the tiled wall. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was steady. She seemed tired and ****.

The taste of blood on your tongue brought all the memories back as you jumped up and went to check on her. Oh God, what have I done? You carefully brushed her hair and checked her shoulders. The bite marks were already sealed. No serious harm seemed to have been done, however, you had a really bad feeling about this that you just couldn't pretend like it never happened.

You gently carried Fran to the bed and tucked her in. You felt guilty as you watched her sleep with an innocent smile on her face. Whatever had taken over you and harmed her, you had to deal with it as soon as possible.

You sat by the bed for a long time until you were too tired to stay clear. You held Fran in your arms and joined her in sleep.

May 31st.

A brand new day just started. You woke up in bed, and Fran just brought the breakfast back.

"Good morning, James." She smiled at you, "Last night was wild, wasn't it? Did you carry me to the bed?"

"Yes. Fran, I... I'm sorry... that I hurt you..."

"Huh? What do you mean?" She looked confused and just stared at you.

"Your shoulder..."

"What's wrong with my shoulder?" Fran loosened her collar and looked at her shoulders.

"What the..." There were no bite marks, no scars, at all. You were shocked. Were those all your imaginations again?

"Did you have a nightmare again?" She looked concerned and came towards you right away. She checked your forehead to see if you were having a fever, and grabbed your hand tightly, "I'm here. It's okay."

"I don't know... Maybe... I'll be fine." You were not sure anymore. You put up a smile just to assure Fran. She wasn't totally convinced, but she knew you were good enough to take care of yourself right now.

You remembered that you had an appointment this morning. Fran would like to explore the town a bit more, while you needed to meet with Sherry at the cafe on Maple Street.