Back on the beach

You wake up on the beach. The horizon is starting to take the reddish tint of dawn. You stir.

Not too far from you, a bit further down the beach, you spot another silhouette slowly recovering her senses. You wave, she waves back smiling. Nicole is definitely a great gal!

Memories start flooding your mind.

Last night.

The cold water explodes around you, your mouth is still latched to Nicole’s neck. In return, her arms embrace you with all the despair of drowning victim. The most unique ambrosia pours down your throat.

The dark sea swallows you and your prey. Silence falls all around you. Only Nicole’s heartbeat remains. You dive deeper, the heartbeat slows. Her embrace weakens. Nicole tries to hold on to her life but, relentlessly, you suck it out of her. Finally, one last beat and all is over.

For a second, you wonder if this was exactly what your Mistress had in mind but as you formulate the thought another one imposes to you: Why should you care?

You look at Nicole’s body sink into the pitch black darkness when her eyes flip open. She smiles grinning and swims back towards you. She is faster than anyone you have ever seen swimming. The shock is powerful but you manage to take it. Her arms are back around you, her mouth locks on yours and you drift away with the tide.

This thing about not needing to breath makes things quite interesting, you think.

Nicole and you enjoy each other for a very long time. A circle of love, you lick her while she licks you, suspended in an ethereal world, free from gravity’s pull, sometimes driven towards the surface sometimes towards the sea floor. Coming countless times by the means fingers or tongue or fangs. Until the dark sea spits you back on the beach under a sky full of stars. And you are so exhausted that you fall asleep.

Back on the beach, back in front of the sunrise, you feel warm and powerful. A bit too warm maybe.

As the first rays of the rising sun lick your skin, you start to scream. Nicole is already running in your direction. You jump on your feet and turn around. The skin on your arms is in flames. A couple hundred yards ahead of you, you spot the resort where you encountered Nicole last night. You will never make it, even with your new found vampire speed, you’ll be dead before reaching it, you know it. Yet, in desperation you try.

To your own surprise, time slows around you suddenly. The flames growing on your arms are almost still. You would love to stop and see how it evolves but you know that it would not be such a wise idea.

You start to run and, before the flames can extend any further, you find yourself inside one of the bungalows. The flames recede instantly, leaving behind a crispy pork smell and very nasty scabs. They do not hurt though. You look around. Nicole, badly burnt as well, smiles at you from the other side of the room.

“Cool to be a master, isn’t it?”

On the bed, a couple looks at you gaping. You lick your lips.

“Care for breakfast?” Nicole asks.

“You know I love breakfast in bed,” You answer.

Your fangs tear the man’s flesh, his blood regenerates you making any trace of the sun’s abuses disappear and his dick fills you with delicious semen. Once drained, you push him off the bed and curl in a ball watching Nicole finish the girl.

After one final uncontrolled trembling orgasm, the girl expires. Fangs still covered in blood, Nicole looks at you from between the girl’s thighs.

“We cannot stay here, as soon as Mina will learn what happened she will come back with everything she has. We need to prepare...”