Chapter 4

Erin

Butterflies… red butterflies in front of my eyes… red and black, beautiful butterflies.

“I did love my Nire tenderly, but I am not sure yet if I should grant you this gift.” Nasus/Susan pauses taking the time to bring her cigarette to her bloody lips, take a long drag and expel the smoke loudly “It’s a big responsibility for me.”

More butterflies… wait what?

A moment of lucidity, I freeze. Are we going back? Do I still have to convince this bitch?

I guess that my fright becomes apparent because Nasus starts to laugh.

“Nah, just fucking with you…” she says taking another drag of her smoke.

Reassured, I go back to my butterflies.

Sort of, now, I am fascinated by my blood on her lips, on her slender fingers, slowly coating the orange filter of her cancer stick.

The magnificent bitch is sitting on the arm of the couch looking down on me, legs spread… just a few inches away from my face, I can see her glistening slit. I know that slit, I know every last one of its folds and secrets, I know how it tastes, how to please it and I definitely adore it.

But the pussy in front of my face is so much paler.

I want to eat it, lick it, tease it… But I cannot. It is too far…

Myself? I am sinking in the large white piece of furniture, my blood pouring out my wounds. Wounds… My vampire bites, my own, my precious, my fantasy in the flesh… my wounds who are slowly letting my life stain the expensive couch.

Nasus’ white silky night gown is also riddled with my blood.

I do not know why but my mind drifts for a moment.

Either she has a huge dry-cleaning budget or she has a wardrobe the size of Kentucky. Why Kentucky? The fuck if I know…

Why did I go there? Maybe it is because I am starting to feel light headed.

To be perfectly honest, my mind has been drifting for a while and my head is long past light, probably heading towards negative weights at high speeds right now.

How did I get here?

Ah yes, through the mirror, the phone, the car… and then, the seduction, the terror and the bite…

That first bite was amazing!

At first, of course, a very painful pinch when the fangs tore through the skin. Then, lips still stuck to my skin, she withdrew the pointy teeth and started drinking. That felt odd, sort of unpleasant, as if my insides were being siphoned through my neck. I think I made a weird noise in the lines of: glah… or something.

But then it all changed. I guess some kind of aphrodisiac reached my bloodstream or, through my bloodstream, my brain… the fuck if I know, I am not a doctor just a hostess at a Spa.

Anyway, my vision blurred for a second, the pain? Gone! The vacuum feeling? Gone too!

In their stead, first came a moment of absolute clarity, as if my senses had been expanded tenfold; everything around me appeared in its most intimate details; every sound (the slurping of my blood), every smell (the delicious fragrance pouring from the dampness in Nasus’s slit), every taste (mainly the copper in my mouth) … Everything around me appeared in a new light.

It was beautiful.

And the expansion of my senses was almost instantly followed by a pleasant warmth spreading fast all over my body, soothing me to the core.

Once it engulfed me, a bolt of orgasmic energy took over my every extremity. Something unique, the likes of which I never experienced. As if a herd of elephants had decided to organize a Zumba class inside my vagina.

Weird comparison…

Anyway, I started panting and puffing hard. My slit was oozing in my pants. I could feel the fabric sticking to my parts and the stitching pressing against my swollen lips. It felt very good. My belly was rolling in pleasure, almost driving me mad.

Intense.

And then Nasus withdrew. And everything stopped. Well, more or less, technically it took me a minute or so to calm down and my libido remained quite stimulated. But at least, I could catch a breath.

I got the impression I was under a warm blanket…

It took me a while to realize that the warmth actually came from the blood abundantly pouring from my neck, falling down my chest.

Nasus had not moved. She observed me intensely. Her fascinating yellow eyes running all over my body.

She finally snapped her tongue.

“Let me help you out of this” she said pulling down my pants.

She stood there for a moment looking at my panties and then pulled them off as well.

“Your pussy is truly beautiful,” she whispered slowly sliding a finger inside.

I recoiled, my whole-body shivering in pleasure. Her finger was cold but I did not mind, it felt good being back on the receiving end of Susan’s attentions.

It is true I had driven her away, I had resented her for cheating on me at that club. But then again, that was my Susan, my bitch, and this was Nasus, the vampire bitch, so I could not hold her responsible. And anyway, I was not in a mood to argue, I was in a mood to be finger fucked to ****…

Which she did. Sort of, I am not dead yet…

Her deft and tender fingers so deep inside of me, I came. Twice, I think. I squirted too, not sure I ever squirted. It was weird, it felt amazing. Emptying your bladder because your body is too tight to hold this much pleasure.

Then she bit me a second time and BAM! Once again, the triple wave, expansion of my perception, warm soothing feeling and orgasmic explosion… I came… again. It was glorious… Squirted too, possibly, not sure though.

But then she stood up, went for her pack of smokes and I got acquainted with the butterflies.

Back to the present.

Was that one of those moments when, just before ****, you get to see your whole life pass in front of your eyes? I could linger on this thought but I have no time to wonder as time goes on and so does my executioner.

Nasus leans towards me. Her fingers, still holding that blood-stained cigarette, run over my front, over my eye lids… I whimper, maybe in pain maybe in pleasure. The smell of my own pussy mixed with my blood fill my nostrils… Pleasure, the whimper was definitely pleasure.

“I love those eyes,” she says, “would be a shame to see them go forever.”

Nire

As the shadows grow over the street, I look out the window.

“Nasus? Where can we find her?”

“Who?”

“Suzan… I guess…”

“Ah Susan… her place? Orchids? The fuck if I know, you… I mean Erin went out with her not me…”

Mas, or Sam apparently, grunts. He did not appreciate Susan’s lips leaving his neck due to my interruption. I turn around. My progeny is ridding him on the couch. He opens an eye and tries to dig a hole in my skull. The poor boy does not seem to understand what is happening to him beyond the fact that Susan is making him happier than her ever has been. The girl continues rocking her hips over his dick.

She is about to dive in again when she stops and looks at me.

“How does it work? Will he turn? Should I… turn him?”

I look at her puzzled. The crimson fluid running on her chin is very enticing.

“Why?”

“Well, I don’t know, isn’t that what we do?”

“What? Turn everyone we suck? Why would we do this? If our numbers grow, we put ourselves at risk of being discovered and the food source will dry out quite quickly…”

What the fuck has this girl been fantasizing about for the last fifteen years? Vampire apocalypse? That would make eternity quite short… I do want to enjoy this as long as it lasts and if it lasts beyond a couple of months all the better.

She looks puzzled. I look back perplex. She turns back towards Sam. Her hand forces his head to the other side.

“I… I assumed…” she says driving her fangs back into the boys neck.

Sensing some frustration in her voice, I approach them from behind. I slide a hand into her hair gently massaging her skull. I pull her out and cover her lips with mine. She tastes very good and some of Sam’s blood mixed in makes it even more pleasant.

I kneel on the couch by her side letting my hand slide on her back all the way down to her generous bottom. She moans between my lips. I swiftly drive a finger in her asshole. She squirms moaning louder. I do not linger in and wrap my fingers around Sam’s cock. A couple of pressures and he cums inside of her. She bites my lip. I pull out closing my eyes.

When my eyes open again, she is back on Sam’s neck. My thumb slides inside her ass, while my other finger pet her labia. I let her finish enjoying the warmth of a second serving of the boy’s semen over my hand.

I light a cigarette and hand it to her. She takes it gladly.

“Never been a smoker but I’m growing fond of this…”

“Yeah, yeah… so where do we find Susan, then?”

“Susan this, Susan that! What’s your thing with Susan? Did you go out with her back from where you come from?”

“Well yes and no, she was my first… no wait, you were my first, but you, I killed, Susan I turned… anyway, she was my companion for the last six months, I’d love to have her back by my side.”

Susan looks at me a tiny bit of anger in her eyes.

“You killed me and turned her… that’s so nice of you…”

“Yeah well, as I said, you were my first, I did not manage to control myself… and you enjoyed it very much…”

“I’m sure I did…”

“Where should we look?”

“The fuck if I know, call her…”

Yes, she has a point and I feel a bit stupid. I walk to my room and pick up my old phone. I unlock it and end up in the messages… that’s something I will have to explore at some point, but not right now.

I find her contact and before pressing call, I hold my finger.

“Any clue how my alter ego and Susan split up?”

“Not really, three nights ago she came home, apparently she had caught Susan cheating on her at a club where they were supposed to meet. I think you, I mean Erin, received a call from Susan yesterday morning. It did not end well… you, no, shit Erin screamed at her for a while… that is more or less everything I know…”

I check the phone, find the call, there’s a couple more from Susan my other self did not pick. In the voice messages, my fiery blonde masseuse tries to apologize… it feels awkward and stinks guilt.

There’s an opening.

“I’m sorry.” “I miss you.” “We have to talk.”

Three messages I send in rapid succession.

Three points start waving on the line below.

I smile.