The First Hunt

Maria couldn't believe what she was doing. Walking down a crowded street with Nikolai, scanning for potential victims. She felt a rush of excitement mixed with fear. She had never felt so alive. The streetlights flickered above them, casting eerie shadows on the pavement.

"How do you know which one to choose?" Maria asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You have to listen to your instincts," Nikolai said. "Feel their heartbeat, their emotions. You'll know when you've found the right one. Also, look for someone who appears vulnerable or alone, they're easier targets and less likely to be missed."

"Should I... drain them?" she cautiously added.

"Do you want to?" Nikolai grinned.

Maria felt a pang of guilt at the thought of taking someone's life, but she pushed it aside. She was a predator now, and she began to see the people not as fellow humans but as walking food.

"Maybe."

As they walked, Nikolai pointed out several potential targets. Maria watched as he approached them with a charming smile, luring them in with his otherworldly charisma. He had a way of making people feel safe and secure, even as he led them to their doom.

And then he saw her, a young woman walking alone down a dimly lit alleyway. She was lost in thought, somewhat drunk and unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows. Nikolai followed her silently, watching her every move. As she turned a corner, he quickly caught up to her and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Excuse me," he said in a smooth, seductive voice, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I couldn't help but notice you walking alone. Are you lost?"

The young woman turned to face him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and curiosity. Nikolai could see the pulse in her neck quicken as he leaned in closer. He could smell the sweet scent of her blood, and it was driving him wild.

As they talked, Nikolai gradually drew her deeper into the alleyway, away from prying eyes. His words were like a hypnotic spell, casting a seductive charm over her. She seemed to be under his control, completely at ease. Nikolai's movements were fluid and precise, like those of a skilled surgeon. He held the victim's head in one hand, while his other hand caressed her neck, lulling her into a false sense of security. Then, with a sudden, almost imperceptible movement, he struck, sinking his fangs deep into her flesh.

Maria watched from the shadows, her heart racing with excitement and desire.

The victim's eyes widened in terror as she realized what was happening. But then, as the blood began to flow, something changed. Maria could see the fear and panic slowly dissolve into a state of ecstasy, as if the victim was experiencing some sort of transcendental experience. She couldn't help but feel a sense of longing as she watched. She wanted to feel that rush of power and pleasure, the urge was overpowering.

Nikolai stopped, turning towards Maria with a wicked smile on his bloodied lips. "Your turn."

Maria hesitated at first, unsure if she could bring herself to take another life. But as the victim lay there, eyes closed and blissful, Maria's resistance began to crumble.

Nikolai could sense her hesitation and leaned in closer. "Do not fight it, my love," he whispered in her ear. "Feel the power surging through you. You are no longer bound by mortal constraints. Embrace your true nature."

Maria felt all of her objections melt away as her urge for blood peaked. With one swift motion, she sank her fangs into the victim's neck and began to drink deeply.

At first, Maria felt a rush of guilt and shame wash over her, but as the victim's blood flowed into her mouth, she began to feel something else entirely. A sense of bliss washed over her, filling her with a feeling of power and invincibility.

Why do I keep having these second thoughts? This is amazing, why on earth would I deprive myself of this bliss.

As she gulped her blood greedily she didn't care about the victim at all, she only needed more. Arousal now joined as well, she wanted to take her whole body and to be fucked herself in turn. Maria had her hands all over the woman's body, massaging her breasts and travelling down to her pussy. But the woman was already too weak to respond and that infuriated Maria, so in turn she bit her even harder in order to somehow compensate for the rejection.

As the woman neared her death Maria sensed she was approaching that same threshold she experienced with Steve, so she continued drinking voraciously. A sense of euphoria soon swept all across her, an immense mix of energy, power and pleasure. As Nikolai said she finally felt no hunger at that moment. Yet, her sexual appetite was not nearly sated.

She released the woman, her lifeless body slumping on the ground, and leaned against the wall, catching breath while slowly calming from the blood-high, "Nikolai, this is really amazing, going all the way to...that. But why do I feel so horny?"

"Similar to mortals we are also not all the same. Some vampires indulge more in the feeding and killing, struggling to satisfy their needs. Others are more into having sexual adventures with their victims with blood not being enough for their appetites. So far I'd say you belong more to the latter group, but your tastes and desires have to develop yet."

"So...where are you? What do you enjoy the most?"

"Power. I enjoy everything, to be sure, the blood, taking life, sex, all of that brings pleasure to me, but what I really enjoy are the moments when I can exert total power over these mortals. To bind them to my will and to lure them as I see fit, like moths to the flame. Listen, what do you say we call it a night and continue tomorrow, but with you in charge. Maybe you could find yourself a victim that would satisfy all your needs," Nikolai chuckled.

"Mmm, I like the idea. But I was hoping you might satisfy some of my needs this night?" Maria purred.

"I'm delighted to offer my services, my sweet bloodthirsty angel." Nikolai bantered. "Come, let's get home."