A date

You emerge from your basement hide out to a changed club. New lighting highlights cages hanging from the ceiling. Delightfully, they are already filled. You turn to mist and materialize in the nearest cage. The girl in it has already been thoroughly mesmerized. She offers up her neck. She moans as you sink your fangs into her neck next to another pair of fang wounds. You drink enough to give you some warmth and a human appearance.

You turn to mist and land back upon the ground. A brief walk and you reach your car. You turn the keys and think about turning Lorelei. You reach the address she gave you. There is a security gate at the end of the driveway. You wonder if she pranked you with the address. You roll down your window and ring the bell on the automated system.

A disembodied voice says. "Name please."

You answer. "Jack"

"You're expected. Please drive in."

The gate swings open. You drive in. You realize you can't even see the house from the gate. After a half mile drive her house looms before you. It is huge.

You park in the driveway and walk up to the door. You ring the bell.

You expect a butler to answer. Instead Lorelei pokes her head out. "C'mon stud, before my parents realize I'm headed out on a date."

The two of you hop in the car. "Movie?"

She looks at you and licks her lips. "Why don't you just take me somewhere and fuck me senseless?"

"Well, alright then."

You slam the accelerator. The speed seems to arouse her.

She licks her lips. "I have a surprise for you if you can get this heap to go faster."

You floor it, hitting one hundred ten. She unzips your fly and begins licking and sucking. Soon she has you in her mouth. She bobs up and down as you rapidly approach a quiet road. You pull into a cul de sac and slam the brakes.

You rip her pants off. Sex in car may sound spontaneous and fun, but if not for you undead strength and flexibility it would have been intensely uncomfortable.

You pin her down and plow her. She is wet. Her human pussy is incredibly hot, and you must feel like ice between her legs. Although, by her moans and screams, clearly she is enjoying it. She comes.

You keep her pinned readying yourself for the fun part. You extend your fangs and give a little hiss.

You expect a rapid heartbeat and terror. Instead she grins. "You're a fucking vampire! Cool! Fucking bite me!" She bares her neck

While not the response you were looking for, you simply have to oblige. You plunge your fangs deep into her. She yelps in pain.

As you drink deeply she yells. "Take me, take it all."

You wonder if she fully comprehends what that would mean. As she weakens and her heart begins to flutter, you pull back. You slit your bare chest and hold her head to it. She begins to lick and then suck without any encouragement. You pull her off when you sense she has had enough.

You hear her heart wrench, and she goes limp. You smile. Tomorrow night she will rise and your kindred will have her vast wealth.

You drive the body back to the club and carry her to the spare room. Gwen had made improvements. You lay Lorelei on a cement slab and slip into an empty ornate coffin, just as the suns first rays wash over the club.

You wonder what Lorelei will be like as one of the undead.