The Second Visit

She turned around slowly, trembling, but unable to stop herself.

There he stood. His glowing yellow eyes staring, seemingly into her soul.

Her keys hit the floor with a loud clang as she melted into submission, and her body flushed with arousal for him. All thoughts of Caleb vanished.

"You..." she whispered, as a grin creeped across her face, and her nervousness faded.

“Good evening Rachel...”

~A flurry of images hit her, everything that happened the other night, all of it, came flooding back.~

She wanted more.

Rachel pulled her hair tie out, letting her hair spill down her shoulders and back as she walked across the living room. She stepped up to him, and ran her hands through her hair alluringly, expertly removing any loose tangles so it fell from her head suprisingly straight.

He moved steadily and confidently as he reached for her loose-fitted athletic shorts, and spoke up. "I do so love volleyball girls' outfits..." he paused as he tugged on the shorts, slipping them down and off her, and then continued. "It leaves so very little to the imagination." His eyes lingered on the curvature between her legs for a moment, then peered up, meeting Rachel's eyes.

She peered back at him, her golden-brown eyes submissive and longing. "Imagination, is for those who cannot have something they want..." She allowed his hand to freely reach for her crotch then. He slid his fingers along her tight spandex, teasingly, until he reached the curves of her pussy. She grinned blissfully.

"And obviously," she paused, gasping softly as he delicately caressed her there, then continued, "You can have whatever you want...".

She tossed her hair around and reached her hands up to her neck, rubbing herself provocatively and drawing attention to the bite marks there.

A weird part of her... felt proud of them.

She let her head tilt to the side, in a submissive offering to him. "Would you like to taste me again?" Rachel asked.

The vampire placed his unoccupied hand on the back of her neck firmly, pulling her closer. "VERY much so, Rachel."

Her neck hairs stood on end, and tingled in anticipation as his lips parted, releasing a subtle and quiet hiss. Rachel watched lustily from the corner of her eye, as his canines extended, growing into sharp fangs for her.

"Yessssss," she said, anxious and eager, then let her eyes close and went limp in his arms. "Let me feel your fangs inside me again..."

His fingers masterfully slipped under her spandex and inside her cunt. Rachel moaned for a moment as he violated her, then gasped loudly, as his fangs sunk into her neck.