Chapter 1

I hadn’t seen her in several days now, and I feared the worst. If she had been killed and turned I would be completely alone. That thought scared me, more than dying and becoming a zombie myself.

Or, rather a vampire…for lack of a better word. Perhaps soul sucking daemon would be correct. If they sucked you dry, killing you in the process, you turned into one of them. If no one tried to replace your contaminated blood with fresh blood, you would lose your soul eventually and become another daemon.

The girl next door and I had discussed this. We had made a pact. No matter what happened we would not betray the other person. I was hoping we could avoid putting that to the test however. I suspected the hunting urge would be overwhelming and we wouldn't be able to stop ourselves no matter how much we wanted to. Kinda like reaching the point of no return sexually and…not being able to hold back.

I was sharpening some knives when I heard a knock on the door.

I carefully went to the door and looked out into the hallway. It was her. Finally. I opened the door and was gonna say something when I felt it. A different vibration than before. I met her eyes and I stepped back in shock. I realized she had been turned. I took another step back and wielded my knife. I wondered if she would go on the offense and attack me.

I knew she couldn't talk any longer, so I tried to lock eyes with her.

She looked calm and apologetic. She didn’t rush me. She slowly walked inside and shut the door behind her. She tilted her head slightly and put her hands out in a submissive gesture, one hand over the other. Nothing feral about it. We just stood there for a few seconds. Was I her intended next feeding? Or was the real person still present inside her?

We moved into my bedroom, and she sat down on the bed. We had discussed several scenarios before, but I wasn’t sure she remembered them now. She didn't hesitate—she started to undress slowly before my watching eyes. Her body seemed normal, not sure what I expected really. I knew she physically had more strength now, but she looked so vulnerable and fragile as she bared herself to me.

I wondered if all her senses were heightened now, or just the predatory ones. She got naked on the bed, laid down spread eagle and waited for me to tie her up as planned. I got out a blindfold and tossed it to her, thinking it might dampen her predatory reflexes if she couldn't see. That was something we hadn't discussed before, but she just grabbed it and put it on without hesitation.

I carefully started tying down her legs. The restraints were sturdy, but soft around the ankles. She didn’t fight it, just relaxed and let me do it. I continued with both her hands. They were warm and soft as always, not sure I was expecting something else but still…

I just looked at her, took in her beauty shamelessly. I was about to touch the creature that was part her…part feral bloodsucker. And I wasn’t sure how she would react. We had discussed it of course, and given permission to do basically whatever we wanted to do. And if she would be unable to control herself, I had her permission to use my option of hurting her or even to terminate her. Not that I needed it, since she had turned and was considered fair game to be killed at sight.

But, that would break my heart real bad should it escalate to that. I tickled her foot and she twisted, giggling cutely. So far, pretty normal. I moved my hands over her legs, upwards…touching the inside of her thighs. She twitched. I kissed my way from her collarbone down to her chest, gently kissing her nipples. She shuddered.

I sucked on her nipples tentatively, and placed a hand against her pussy to feel her warmth. She bucked into my hand and couldn't hold back a soft moan. I felt the dampness of her pussy and began grinding my palm against it.

I found her clit and circled it with my thumb, and I felt her slickness getting to the point where each move I made was rewarded with a lovely squelching noise. She slithered under my treatment and at least she reacted like a human should, she wasn’t too far gone. Actually she reacted so hot that she affected me more than I wanted.

I felt my cock harden quickly now. I had to focus, and remember she wasn’t really human any longer.

I pushed two fingers inside her pussy, and she didn’t struggle or show she didn’t like it. She was completely still, letting me finger fuck her. Her pussy juices creamed me, and her pussy squelched in rhythm with me moving my fingers in and out. Her breaths became jagged and she breathed louder and moaned heavily.

I would love to use my tongue on her clit right now, but I didn't dare to. She was a feral and unpredictable creature after all. Should I push her over the edge and have her cum? Or should I edge her until she melted completely and surrendered to me? Which would be dangerous? None, both…either option? Would the restraints keep her if she decided to break free and feed on me? Would climaxing make her more hungry?

Her body was begging for release. I breathed in her intoxicating smell, her sexual scent entered my nostrils and ignited my senses. I was thinking about my blood. Did my arousal affect my blood, make it taste different? Sweeter? Could she smell it? Was it more dangerous for me to be aroused around her right now? I felt dizzy with desire myself, imagining what she felt with her heightened senses.

If I couldn't stop myself from pushing her over the edge right now, how can I expect her to stop her ferocious side feeding off me and accidentally killing me in the process?

My fingers kept pushing her body to her breaking point, mercilessly.

With my other hand I greedily grabbed her boobs, found and rubbed her nipples. She sounded amazingly horny as I relentlessly pushed her over the edge. Her pussy squeezed my fingers as she came, and her pussy juices gushed out in warm waves as I helped her through.

CLANK.

CRACK.

CLANK.

CRACK.

All four restraints were ripped almost simultaneously, and the shattered remains clattered against the floor. I didn’t have time to process before her hands grabbed me. I held my breath. This surely meant game over. She would rip me open and feast soon.

Her hands were soft, and it felt more like a gentle embrace than an animal grabbing me. She let me guide her body through the waves of pleasure. Her moans reverberated through my body until she calmed down from her high. She seemed calm, so I removed her blindfold revealing her eyes staring back at me. I had no choice but to trust her right now. If she could rip away her constraints like that, then I truly was at her mercy.

We locked eyes, and hers didn’t reveal any emotion right now. If the eyes truly are a reflection of the soul, then I may be in too deep. She smiled weakly, but it seemed strained. She placed her hand under my balls, cupping them gently. I felt sweat beading on my temples. If she underestimated her new strength now, I would be in trouble.

She slapped the bed gently, showing that she wanted to trade places with me—swiftly getting up and started removing what was left of her shackles. I took off my clothes and laid down in bed, shamelessly over the wet spot she had created. She straddled me, played with my hard cock a little—ground her drenched pussy over my glans. I was about to beg her to fuck me, when she suddenly let me in. With one quick sliding movement I was engulfed in her warm and wet inside.

She squeezed her muscles and slowly milked me. I couldn't hold back a moan. Her pussy control was perfect, and she squeezed me slowly and decidedly. It was terror and torture. But oh, it felt so damn good. I was melting and couldn't control what would happen next. She stopped moving suddenly and just looked at me with a predatory gaze. After a while I realized she was hungry, like really hungry now.

I raised my arm and offered my wrist to her.

“Please…be careful…don’t drink too much…”

She took my hand, inhaled deeply and then I felt a sharp sting as her teeth penetrated my skin and she started to suck. It hurt more than expected. She started to ride me slowly while still feeding on my blood. Each time I got close she would suck some more blood and deny me my release. She was edging me, in the weirdest way.

I heard my own voice moaning and begged her to let me cum. I was dizzy. She finally let me cum and burst after burst erupted into her waiting pussy. Into her wet and hot pussy. She milked me completely dry. I felt our juices leak out and pooling on top of me. It may have been the bloodloss talking, but I had never come this hard in my life.

And she kept feeding, eagerly sucking away on my life essence. I wanted to tell her it was enough, but I couldn't speak. I felt so tired, couldn't keep my eyes open. I heard her growl as she continued. I just needed to close my eyes. Just for a few seconds.

Darkness.

Silence.

I painfully opened my eyes. How long had I been out? My body was aching. The predator jumped up from the chair when she noticed I had regained consciousness. She jumped into my bed and embraced me warmly. My body still ached, and I could hardly move. I had no real sense of time either, but she seemed genuinely happy. Guess she was worried she had taken it too far and that I wouldn't survive.

Well, I was happy to still be around. So far so good. She helped me up to get some food. I really needed to regain my energy right now. I heard her stomach growl loudly and realized she must be famished.

She involuntarily licked her lips, and I knew I was on her menu. Her restraint was remarkable, her predatory instincts would be so strong right now and she still managed to resist the urge of ripping me to shreds in an eating frenzy.

Well, so far at least. I knew she was gonna taste me again soon, probably way earlier than would be wise. I was exhausted still, so she carried me back to bed.

And darkness again.

When I came to, she was touching my naked body, teasing me—I felt a tingling sensation, an energy creeping through my veins and tickling me from the inside. I felt stronger, and my body was reacting to her teasing me.

She locked eyes with me, and slowly stroked my cock tentatively. I got hard quickly, and she continued stroking me while still keeping eye contact. I shuddered and melted into her soft hand. Her rhythm felt almost hypnotic, especially since her eyes penetrated me at the same time. I got closer to an orgasm and I was breathing and panting hard.

Her relentless movements continued and she opened her mouth, licked her lips and I felt I was close to giving her my cum. She took my cock in her mouth and sucked hard. That pushed me way over the edge, and burst after burst of my hot cum was forced out of me into her eager mouth. She swallowed and continued emptying me until there wasn’t a drop left.

She wasn’t done with me, and her tongue explored my body—mapping every little detail carefully. Slowly, she sucked on each toe. I think she cleaned me in her predatory way, so I was ready for dinner later. After cleaning my balls with her tongue, she turned me over and started to lap my ass with her feral intensity that left a slight burning sensation on my skin.

It felt good admittedly, but thinking it was more of a ritual than sexual worried me. She turned me back and paid close attention to my nipples. I couldn't hold back a moan when she eagerly sucked on them for a longer time. Okay, that had to be sexual. Fuck. She was getting me all worked up again.

She kissed me passionately and sucked on my tongue for a long time. When she let go finally, my cock was rock hard again. She crawled closer and turned around, and pushed her ass against my face. I licked all over her butt with special attention to her anus, and she wiggled around and panted heavily. Her pussy drooled all over me already, and after a short while it gushed down on me as she came violently.

It wasn’t squirting, but still a lot. Much more than was normal. More raw and animalistic as well. But she wasn’t finished. She spun around so I had her wet pussy lips touch my mouth, and I flicked my tongue over her lips. Her clit was throbbing and I sucked hard on it which sent her into a feral groan that didn’t sound human at all and scared me. But I greedily continued which made her cum hard, lots of white sticky cum gushing out onto me.

Wave after wave. I decided to drain her, like she had drained me before. Hard and relentless. She finally collapsed on top of me for a little bit while composing herself. The rough feral noises that emanated from her reminded me of how ferocious she had become.

I didn't think it through, perhaps I should be much more careful not to push her…but something inside me wanted to do this. Did she affect me by drinking my blood?

She moved down between my legs again, and grabbed my cock. Her wet mouth engulfed me and her tongue worked eagerly around my glans. She seemed so hungry for cock, and sucked me hard and decisively. No mercy. She wanted me to cum in her mouth, hard. It was actually a bit too hard and rough, and I tried to make her ease up. She understood, and changed to doing me in a teasing and tentative way instead.

Very sensual and loving. But still fast and oh my god, so fucking nice. I couldn't be still. I didn't give a fuck about what could happen after she was done with this loving treatment, I was lost right now. All I wanted was for her to continue sucking, to let me cum in her loving mouth. I moaned and held her head gently. It didn't take long until the familiar feeling of getting to the point of no return came. I arched into her mouth, and she let me empty myself completely again.

She seemed content when I settled down and tried to steady my breathing. She stood up, one leg on each side of me. Looking down on me, she groaned a little. Then, the next surprise.

She peed on me. A warm stream, mixing with our juices and creating an even bigger mess. She wasn’t afraid to get messy, that was for sure. But, was she marking me as her territory? Or did she just feel like being perverted suddenly? Not the best alternatives admittedly. She laid down on top of me, and moved around enough to make us both really messy. She wasn't bothered at all, and it felt liberating to be this messy. Not giving a fuck, just embracing it.

She put her mouth just below my armpit, and held my arm up. A sharp pain as her teeth dug into my skin and punctured it. I was shocked by the rough treatment after all the sex we just had. Perhaps it is either foreplay to her meal, or it makes the blood taste different. Or, perhaps even changes the nutritional composition?

Fuck me that hurts. Very painful sucking now. Hard to breathe even. I hope she knows what she is doing and when to stop.

It wasn’t like I was thrown into darkness this time; it was more like getting tired and closing my eyes, then drifting off to sleep.

Darkness.

Waking up felt different this time. Not sure why. Well, I was still alive so there’s that. She was sitting beside me on the bed, smiling. I felt sore, and still quite tired.

“Thanks baby, for leaving some blood and not devouring me.”

She opened her mouth.

“You’re welcome.”

I stared in disbelief. She could talk now?

“Are you cured? It worked?”

“Yeah. It worked! Bitch is back! No more blood, I want food now!”

We embraced each other for a long time. It was an amazing feeling.

“Why is my ass feeling sore? It feels strange.”

She giggled.

“Well, I kinda pegged you while you were sleeping…”

I just looked at her. She wasn't joking. All questions in due time I reckon.

“I love you so much! Thank you for helping me get through this, “ her voice dropped to being husky and intimate.