Attack a Couple at a Nearby Park

Drake made his way to the smell of ecstasy in the air. The centuries hadn’t changed the smell of arousal that lovers made. He stalked the nearby trees like a wolf on the prowl. It was then he saw them a scrumptious meal, a tall handsome man with his arms around a voluptuous blonde woman in a revealing dress. They had clearly just been out for a night of frivolity, the smell of drink on their breath.

Drake slowly approached them. His powers were not at full strength yet, but he could easily overpowered a drunkard and a floozy. The couple were in the middle of passionately kissing when Drake was within arm’s reach of the man. He could smell the desire between the two and he gave a little playful lick before plunging his fangs into the man’s neck.

The woman pulled back and screamed as Drake began to feel the hot satisfying elixir of life course through his body. He could see the words forming in his head, “fucking”, “sluts”, and “hard on” surprised Drake. But then the memories of his victim came flooding in. This woman wasn’t his prey’s first lover. Nor would she m have been his last, even if they were to wed.

The victim was a man named Rob. Scenes of lustful woman kneeling submissively for him, their eyes mesmerized by his cock. They worshipped at his dickhead. Their lips a prayer to his masculinity. As soon as they came, the memories fled, a fleeting tease Drake wished to experience.

He looked to the cowering woman. Her nipples were aroused and poking through the fabric of her dress. She was denied a pleasure by him as he unceremoniously dropped the lifeless body that was her mate.

“Scared?” Drake asked, the words foreign, but the meaning oh so familiar.

The woman began to back away tripping on extremely high heels she was wearing, she must have not expected to be running for her life.

Drake stood above her. Mischief in his glowing blood red eyes. He could go for seconds or he could satisfy this lust he was burdened with.