" This is all the encouragement he needs before he starts fucking me in earnest. In the quiet of the room, you can clearly hear the squelch of his coc... as it drives in and out of my pussy, mixed with the cacophony of moans and curses of pleasure. He shifts his posture from leaning directly over me to kneeling upright. Grabbing my legs, he pulls them straight up and holds them against his chest as he fucks me hard and fast. All I can do is hold on to the bed frame and moan with abandon as wave. In the kitchen is an almost empty bottle of wine and she ask me if I would like a drink. Having a seat in my spot at the table and watching her get me a glass and pour it, noticing she isn't dressed underneath the loosely tied gown, what doesn't show through the shear material i get glimpse of as she moves around. joining me at the table we start talking and casually sipping the wine and I notice my cock stirring in my under armor shorts as I stare at her almost naked body. A little while later. This was my life, this was what I truly was, a monster, to only walk in the night and sleep by day. I couldn’t control myself around him, the want of his blood… no, the wanting of him. To know I wasn’t alone in this barren world, to know he was there every step of the way, to know that I couldn’t scare him off with what I needed to do to live, if that’s what you would call living. I could feel my canines lengthen just from his scent, that blood that had tempted me so many times. It didn’t. ‘Would you like to go out to eat with me?’ I was baffled but still answered. ‘Yes. I would love to.’ He took me out to a local restaurant. We talked and talked a lot about our interests and what we’ve been up to within the past 9 years of my life. After dinner he took me back to his apartment. I was surprised he had his own place already. Fresh out of high school and already had his own apartment. He held my hand and guided me to his room where we picked up the earlier conversations. ‘I always.