Vampire Raven and Macie joins her friends

Raven’s fingers dig into Felicia’s hips, holding her in place as she takes her deeper, her tongue working in slow, relentless circles. Felicia’s back bows off the bed, a broken moan tearing from her throat as pleasure coils tighter, threatening to snap.

Felicia - “Don’t stop—oh God, don’t stop—”

Raven doesn’t. She drags her fangs lightly along Felicia’s inner thigh, just enough to tease, just enough to make her whimper. and Felicia’s fingers tighten in Raven’s hair, urging her closer.

Wait—fangs, thinks Felicia

the thought flickering through her pleasure-fogged mind a second before Raven’s teeth graze her skin in earnest. A sharp gasp escapes her as the sting blends with the relentless heat of Raven’s mouth, the duality of pain and pleasure sending sparks up her spine. Raven growls against her, the sound vibrating through Felicia’s core, and she can’t help but writhe—torn between arching into the touch and twisting away from the dangerous edge of those fangs. But Raven’s grip is iron, her tongue still working in torturously slow circles even as her teeth press just hard enough to promise more.

Felicia’s hands fly to Raven’s shoulders, shoving her back with a gasp. The sudden separation sends a rush of cold air against her damp skin, her body still thrumming with unspent tension. Raven pulls away with a low, throaty chuckle, her dark eyes glinting with predatory amusement as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand

. “Scared?” Raven murmurs

tilting her head, her fangs still glistening faintly in the dim light.

Earlier as miranda held raven against the motel wall

Felicia- Dad...please...Don't

Beside her as Raven struggles in Miranda's grip.

Raven- ...shit...shit...I need to escape

Miranda chuckles as she leens in to Ravens throat getting ready to bite,. Raven hits her hill on the wall, and a silver dagger extends from hr shoe. She inserts into miranda, but not before her fang scratch along her neck as she stumbled back

Back to present

Felicia’s chest rises and falls rapidly, her pulse still thundering in her ears as she stares at Raven. The vampire’s smirk is infuriating, her dark eyes gleaming with challenge.

“Scared?” Felicia echoes,

her voice breathless but defiant. She licks her lips, tasting the lingering salt of sweat, and lets her legs fall open just a fraction—an invitation, a dare.

Felicia-“You wish.”

Raven’s nostrils flare, scenting the arousal still thick in the air. With a predatory grace, she crawls back up Felicia’s body, her hands pressing into the mattress on either side of her head.

Felicia- how, when did you get bit?

Raven's smirk widens at Felicia's question, her fangs glinting as she leans down to drag her finger along the shallow scratch Miranda left on her neck.

"When she had me pinned against the wall," she murmurs

against Felicia's skin, the words vibrating through her.

Raven - "But her bite didn't take—but her fang just scratched, but it was enough to slowly change me, Just enough to make me turn after we arived here.."

She nips at Felicia's collarbone, drawing a gasp. "...sharper." Felicia's breath hitches as Raven's hand slides between her thighs again, fingers slick with her own arousal.

Raven - "You could ran just now?

Raven taunts, pressing a slow, torturous circle that makes Felicia's hips jerk.

Felic- "Maybe," Felicia gasps,

Feli- "But how far would I’ve gotten before you were on me?"

Her voice shakes, but her legs spread wider , the heat between them undeniable.

Felicia - "After all—" She arches, letting Raven’s fingers sink deeper

Felicia —we’re naked."

Raven’s laugh is dark, predatory.Raven’s fingers curl inside Felicia, her thumb pressing hard against her clit as she leans down to whisper against her lips.

Raven- “Not far at all.”

Her fangs graze Felicia’s bottom lip, drawing a bead of blood that she laps away with a slow, deliberate swipe of her tongue. Felicia whimpers, her body arching off the bed as Raven’s fingers twist just right—too right, the pleasure sharpened by the lingering burn of her own blood on Raven’s tongue.

Back at Doettie's house

Macie’s breath hitches as Doettie’s crimson gaze pins her in place. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and sex, the sound of lips and teeth against skin drowning out any rational thought. Cortney’s fingers trail down Doettie’s collarbone, her fangs flashing in the dim light, while Ginger’s mouth is busy at Doettie’s throat, drinking slow and deep, even though she already vampire

Join us or run.

Macie’s body answers before her mind can. Her fingers uncurl from the doorframe, and she takes a step forward—then another, her feet clicking on the hardwood floor.asshe starts removing her coat.