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Chapter 16 by Fangslover Fangslover

Does she stop, or keep running?

Stunned and Indecisive

Shit!

Rachel stopped abruptly, causing Caleb who was following right behind to promptly stumble into her. She grabbed him, stabilizing him with an unexpected ease and coordination that caught her by surprise.

Caleb, only just now aware of Jenny being in the locker-room with them, turned to her, immediately dropping his eyes to her uncovered tits that were pressed snugly against Savannah’s jersey. His eyes focused on the thick red nipple peaking out the side, instantly trigging more flashbacks…

of… memory? He thought, as it hit him…

~In the car again, with Jenny.

She smiled at him, seductively.

“Taste me, Caleb," she coo'd, beckoning for his affections.

He felt himself lean over, obediently, and confidently wrap his lips around the tip of her breast.~

Caleb jerked backed to reality. The nipple is… identical… Caleb thought as the flashback receded from his mind.

His eyed darted to Savannah's neck, spotting the twin red puncture wounds trickling blood. Then over to Jenny, questioning. There’s no way… he thought to himself, suddenly starting to put everything together.

She grinned at him provocatively then, and flashed her fanged smile. Caleb winced. The memory of her bite stinging, for a brief moment, as he remembered the same smile clamping down on this dick, and the following indescribable confusion of pleasure and pain.

"You should taste him tonight, Rachel." Jenny chuckled and dropped her eyes to Caleb’s crotch. She held the gaze until she was sure Rachel had noticed, then slid her tongue around the length of her fangs, provocatively, while clearing them of Savannah's blood, revealing the pristine whiteness of them, and finally, looked back to Rachel with a smirk. "His cum is not “all” that is delicious."

Rachel felt her face contort. She felt a confused sense of rage, combined with a yearning lustfulness for her. She could not reconcile her thoughts and emotions, so just stood there.

"Also," Jenny quickly changed the subject. "I get it now Rachel, at least I think I do." She continued talking as she titled her head, Savannah’s crotch seemingly out of nowhere catching her attention. She casually reached down and pulled the spandex aside, and slipped two fingers inside of the girl. The surprised, but not displeased gasps coming from Savannah heavily distracted the rest of the conversation. "It's a feeling..." Jenny continued, “I'm new to this whole vampire thing, you know, like you... but something about you is definitely... special…”

She paused, “or maybe….”

“Powerful?”

She smiled, shrugged, then looked back to Savannah’s neck. "I hope we can be friends, and I'll guess we'll see how everything turns out here pretty soon, huh?” She paused for effect. “Just his one last bite… and one last taste of his blood…”

“Then you’ll be one of us…"

Savannah suddenly began to writhe, regaining some awareness and shivering subtly from whatever Jenny was doing in between the girls legs.

“But remember Rachel, no sharing our little secret, okay? For some reason, I don’t think he would very much appreciate what ‘we’ just did…”

Seemingly done with the conversation, the redhead tossed her hair around, clearing it from her face, and casually returned to Savannah’s neck.

Rachel again found that she couldn’t pull her eyes away from Jenny, finding herself drawn uncontrollably to the red headed vampire’s neck. The artery there, the sound of it pulsed in her skull like a bass drum. *THUMP THUMP, THUMP THUMP, THUMP, THUMP*

The sensation was not unwelcome, and she felt her lips pucker, pushing forward to make room for her incisors.

Rachel stepped towards Jenny, all rational thought lost to her desire to taste Jenny, when Caleb suddenly grabbed her arm and tugged at her.

“Let’s go!”

Feed? Or Pull away?

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