by Davis, SJ
“God damn, you know…eating you may be just as fun as fucking you…or maybe I can do both at once, that may be just what we should do…the ultimate fuck Vanessa!” he said as he slammed me into the floor and I felt glass go into my back. I hissed as he held me there by my throat with one hand and undid his pants with the other.
“Hunter! Hunter!” I screamed as he choked me. I kicked my feet and he pulled his belt off and undid his zipper, looking so foreign to me I could not believe it was the same boy.
“Hunter! Stop!” I yelled at him and he tilted his head and smiled, exposing his teeth.
“I am going to enjoy this,” he said as he grabbed at my panties and I screamed and then it dawned on me. I relaxed and looked at him as he leaned forward getting ready to shove himself into me.
“Hunter…I… I love you,” I said and he stopped and looked at me, his face relaxed and he stared at my lips and them my eyes.
“You love me?” He said as he leaned back slightly and loosened his grip. I slowly rose up, the blood dripping from my back and the numerous cuts and he sniffed the air as he smelled me. I touched his face and he closed his eyes as I watched his face relax and reached over to a stray piece of glass. He opened his eyes and smiled at me.
“I wanted to hear that, for a long, long, time Vanessa. I love you, I have always loved you and wanted to be with you but the hunger makes it hard to focus on such things.”
“I know Hunter,” I whispered as I leaned up to him and hugged him. I then raised the sharp piece of glass behind him and blinked a few times as he whispered my name and held me. I slammed it towards me and deep into the back of his neck, pressing as hard as I could and he screamed out, causing my ears and eyes to start bleeding for the sheer volume of it. He stumbled back and I lunged on him, knocked him and pressed against him, forcing the glass to make its way all the way through and cutting through the front of his neck. I then grabbed it as he gurgled on his own blood and pulled it through. He kicked his feet and thrashed as I stood up and then I dropped onto him and sawed the glass back and forth until I removed his head. I coughed and grimaced as I stood up and dropped the glass, blood dripping from my hands thick and dark. I kicked his head away from his body just in case some sci-fi bullshit thing might happen like spidery pieces of flesh popping out and snapping his head back in place, but no. He just laid there still and his head did nothing, but the mouth was moving, so I walked up to it, knelt down and tilted my head. I placed my ear to his lips and heard it.
“Vanessa…” all drawn out and creepy. I stood up and shook my head, ran to my kitchen, grabbed a garbage bag and wrapped it up tight, along with the body and the man in the tub. I stood in my shower and let the blood roll off of me and down the drain and then decided to get rid of everything, including the apartment. In fact, it’s time to move, time to be someone new altogether.
I stood there with bodies wrapped in black plastic and duct tape binding them and a knock came to the door and I freaked for a moment as my stomach once again did something new, it sent a sharp pain up my spine and it connected with my brain this time causing me to fall on my knees and spit up yet more thick blood. I shook my head and stumbled to my feet as I looked down and had to take a second take at something in the blood. I lowered to my knee and placed my hand in the mess and moved the thick blood and flesh around and felt something hard. I pulled it out and wiped it on my leg and then turned it over in my hand and dropped it to the floor as I realized it was the necklace Rachel was wearing. I backed up shaking my head and tried to steady myself. “I did not kill her, I killed no one, it was Hunter.”
“You so sure?”
I turned and screamed as Hunter stood there, cracking his neck from side to side and blinking a few times.
“What the fuck?” I yelled at him as I backed up and fell over the man from my tub.
“Vanessa, I am sorry about before…you will find that hunger can be a bitch and make you act a fool, not unlike you did with Rachel and Zack. You know I forgave you for Zack, shame though, he could suck a mean dick…but anyway, you got a bit crazy there and I brought you home and you snatched up the doorman and once again you just bitched out…messy really, but after that you slept.”
As he spoke I stumbled and saw it all, Rachel holding her hands up to me, Zack screaming on his back, the doorman in my tub as I ripped through his throat. I looked at Hunter and started to cry, it streaked through the bloodstains on my face.
“Vanessa, do you love me? If so allow me to show you how to control it, it is not always possible but mostly…minus a few slip ups.”
“Slip ups?” I screamed at him.
“Yes, it happens.”
“I killed people, I killed Rachel and Zack and the doorman, and then you…but you deserve it you rapist fuck!”
Hunter shook his head and stepped towards me.
“You cannot rape the willing Vanessa.”
I laughed.
“Seriously? That is your excuse for trying?”
“I would have never.”
“You were going to!”
“I would not! Did I? Or did you cut my head off?”
“I…”
The knock came again and I bent over, clutching at my stomach as another sharp pain rocked through me. Hunter shook his head and started to walk towards the door.
“You need to eat,” he said. “In fact I do too, I apologize for the whatever that was…” he said as he waved his hand at the glass on my floor.
“I…I am not a monster Hunter,” I said and Hunter stopped and turned back to me just before he whipped the door open, snatched the woman standing there with a binder in her hands and she dropped it and it slid across the floor towards me as I glanced up, with blurred vision and Hunter held her by the throat above the floor. I took a breath and tried to stand up straight and she made a noise, something gurgled as Hunter tightened his grip.
“Come,” He said as he held his free hand out to me and I started to walk, slowly at first and then quicker as my teeth ached, as well as my stomach and I coughed and whipped some dark thick blood from my lips. I stopped and tilted my head as Hunter grinned at me.
“You know I love you Vanessa and now you are just like me, pills will not work any longer. You have all of my disease in you, but honestly I see it as blessing, with a slight inconvenience.” He looked at the woman whose eyes started to roll in her head and her arms fell at sides. He lowered her to the floor and I looked at her and then fell to one knee as Hunter lowered too and pulled my hair back as I leaned forward. The woman moaned and moved her head slightly and then I looked at Hunter.
“I hate you,” I whispered and he touched my face.
“Accept,” he said and his words calmed me, not unlike they had over a hundred years prior when he had stolen my virtue and my life.
I lunged at the woman’s throat and tore it open with my teeth, sharpened like razors. I sucked as the heartbeat filled my mouth and made my body hum and my pussy become wet. Hunter moved behind me and with a quick thrust he was inside of me, fucking me slowly at first, with hard jerks and then he moved faster and faster as I swallowed the warm blood and as the heart started to fade, I leaned up, drunk on blood dripping from my lips and screamed out his name as he came inside of me and the intensity if the orgasm rocked through me.
I dropped to the floor, rolled onto my back and Hunter laid on top of me, pulling my legs up and shoving himself into my ass with no remorse. I hissed and tried to catch my breath but my heart slowed, one beat at a time and my breath left me as he fucked me harder and harder until the true death came and my heart stopped beating in my chest. He shuddered on top of me as his cock twitched inside of my ass and I blinked a few times as a new vision came into view… a new world to me, one filled with nothing but pleasure and one smell, one noise filling my head… that of blood and a million beating hearts ready to be eaten.
Snakes and Sinners
Part 2
By Rue Volley
“Well that fucking
sucks Hunter, I think you broke it.”
Hunter grinned at me with blood dripping from his lips and licked them with his tongue. I shook my head and rolled off of the bed and stood up, swaying a bit on my feet.
“I cannot break anything on you Vanessa, you are immortal.”
I turned to him and crossed my arms on my chest.
“No, you have definitely broken my vagina.”
“Oh god, seriously? I broke nothing, but you definitely broke him.”
He glanced to the man behind him on the bed. I sighed and raised my hand up, waving it off like it was more of a bother than anything.
Hunter lifted him up and his head fell straight back, nice crunching noises followed, barely detectable to human ears but both Hunter and I could hear them just fine.
“That was such an accident and quite honestly if he knew how to fuck he would be alive and probably half vampire now.”
“Very kind of you,” Hunter said and I stared at him for a moment until he grinned, as I knew that he would. Hunter could care less about any humans as I am finding myself tilting towards to. I cannot help it, I am fully infected now and my memory glitches do not help me in controlling the terrible urge to bite and fuck everything around me.
Hunter snapped his fingers in my face, which annoys the shit out of me, and I focused in on him, all beautiful and flawless minus the serial killer psycho fuck stuff. He grinned and his teeth lengthened and I tilted my head and grinned back at him.
“Are you thinking what I am thinking?” he asked me and I nodded. He grabbed me and kissed me hard, cutting into my lips with the sharpness of his teeth and I ripped at his shirt, tearing it off of him as if it was made of paper. The groping and moaning continued as we made our way across the floor and into my bathroom, slamming the door into the wall and causing a hole where the doorknob buried itself in drywall. Hunter lifted me, moving in one quick burst across the room and setting me down on the edge of the sink, ripping my panties off of me and growling at the same time close to my ear.
“Fucking bite me,” I said as I let my head fall back and he sighed as he fingered my nipples, all erect and throbbing at his will. He leaned up, pulling my bra down slightly and letting his teeth cut into my nipple which would normally seem a terrible thing to do to a woman, as in pain wise, but not with me, the pain is exquisite and my pussy hums as he tears the flesh and drinks of me.
Hunter lifted me, fingering at my pussy as he continued to bite into my flesh and walked us to my shower, of which we had desecrated many times over the past 6 months. I cannot tell you how many times we have fucked, how many positions, how many humans died or how many orgasms rocked through my deadened flesh but it never gets old. His touch intoxicates me, fills me with lust and just as I think he will not take me to new heights he fucking finds yet another mountain to climb. How can you possible hate that? or feel resentment?, although I should. I should hate him with everything that I am and run like hell, but he charms me, and with that he slammed me against the tiled stone wall of my shower and shoved his hardened cock into me once more and I screamed as if it was the first time all over again…
***
I looked up at the cute faced boy, with a medium build and nice shoulders and studied his lips for a moment longer than I needed to. He noticed, of course he fucking did. I am a vampire, I smell like fucking, or the want to fuck and that alone is somewhat of a drag. I know I am bitching and I do not care at all. I just miss the hunt, you know, the flirtation and heart flutters sometimes and it all died when my heart did. He looked into my eyes and I lifted mine to meet his and of course he is gorgeous, that kind of boy that you just want to do all kinds of nasty things to in an instant. He felt me, I know he did. He grinned slightly and I licked my bottom lip and decided to talk to him.
“This is such a beautiful place,” I said and he looked above us and stared at the painted ceiling. I looked up too only to feel him staring at me again and I looked at him and waited. I mean by now most anyone would have said something but he hesitated and I actually found that endearing which is so not like me. Then Hunter grabbed me around the waist and lifted me, kissing my neck quickly and then placing me back down as he caught hottie boys scent. He held his hand out and the boy extended his and Hunter gripped his hand firm at first and then slightly loosened his hold as he saw what I had, a boy who was just fucking beautiful to look at.
“ I am Hunter.” Hunter glanced at me. “This is Vanessa, we love this place, you come here often?” he asked him and I laughed quietly. What a ridiculous pick up line but Hunter had used it with no shame. He looked at me and back at the boy.
“Riley,” He said as he shook Hunters hand and looked at me momentarily. I suddenly liked him more, the lack of cockiness and more over the need to chitty chat some bullshit.
“I have been coming to see this church since I was 5, my grandmother was a devout catholic and felt that I needed guidance.”
“Oh, so you are a believer then?” I asked him and Hunter watched me as I showed an interest he had not seen in me since he returned to plague me.
Riley shook his head and touched the vintage wooden pew.
“I believe there is something more, whether that includes some man with a beard, I cannot confirm nor deny.”
I laughed and Hunter made a sound that only jealousy makes, he exhaled like he was disgusted with me and my want to just communicate with someone. I ignored him; I have plenty of time to do such things now that I am chained to his cock like a sex starved whore. I smiled and watched Riley’s expression change as someone stepped up behind us and I turned to see a girl, just as pretty as him…in a very familiar way. She wore a white dress, thin straps clinging to her slightly olive tinted skin. I found myself staring at the arch of her neck and the old sound returned to my ears…that of blood flow and heart beat churning it. Hunter was on it much faster than I was. He stepped up to her but much to my surprise Riley stepped in between them and formed the first barrier I had ever seen a human do successfully with Hunter. Hunter stopped, slightly shocked as I was and turned back to me grinning. I shook my head at him and he did it anyway because he is the ultimate dick.
“Hello, I am Hunter and you are?” he asked the girl. She glanced at him with just as much enthusiasm as Riley had and it was then that I noticed her lips were the same as Riley’s. Riley stared at her almost as if they did not need to speak and then she turned to Hunter and narrowed her eyes.
“I am Sage,” she said and Hunter grinned.
“As in the good luck burning…”
“Yes, just like that,” she said and cut him off and I laughed under my breath as she took Riley’s hand and they walked away from us. I shook my head and Riley glanced back at me as Hunter was utterly confused as to what just happened. He turned to me and raised his hand up.
I smiled. “You just got blown…off that is, not blow job,” I said to him and he narrowed his eyes at me.
“Well that was odd,” he said as he started to follow them. I caught up to him and touched his arm; he ignored me, which just aggravated me more.
“Maybe they don’t give a shit Hunter.”
He stopped and looked at me like I was the stupidest bitch that had ever existed, which would be pretty shitty considering how old Hunter probably is. I leaned back and raised an eyebrow at him, looking him over just as he was doing to me.
“There is no “not giving a shit” when it comes to us Vanessa, you know this already.”
“No, I do not know that for sure, maybe they are immune.”
He laughed and it echoed in the large church. I looked around as two old ladies shook their heads at us. Hunter hissed at them and I smacked him on the arm.
“Hunter, leave it alone.”
He stopped everything, including his breathing which he did not need to do anyway and shook his head slowly as his teeth became exposed.
“I think I need a snack,” he said and he glanced at the confessional booth.
“You know what? I may be t
he undead, but I am not going to eat a priest with you.”
“Well fucking be snobby then,” he said and with that he left me all shitty and I watched him slither like a snake to the large wooden box and go in as if he needed to confess. I mean to whom and about what? We will never fucking die but all the same I am not doing that and then I looked up as light crept across the floor and Riley stood there in the doorway with a halo of light (which does not affect a vampire btw) and I actually got transfixed on him. I have no idea if it was the situation, the diet pills I had snuck into my food that morning or my sudden dislike for Hunter and his blood lust, but Riley looked like…well he looked like a beautiful creature and not a meal or a lay and then my wonderful moment was ruined by fucknuts when he stepped out and stumbled, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket. I looked back and then turned to see Riley and he was gone, like a ghost or perhaps an angel. I do not believe in either, but it sounds reasonable. Hunter stepped up next to me stinking of iron and then the scream echoed in the church as blood pooled out from under the priests side of the confessional box. I grabbed Hunter’s arm and jerked him along with me as people ran towards the carnage. We stepped out into the sunlight and both placed out sunglasses on. The sun may be a myth but the sensitivity with our eyes is truth. If we stay in it long enough everything goes blurry and then the pain starts. What that is all about is beyond me, I mean we are the only vampires that I know of so there is no reference except for some dumb shit in books by fictional writers guessing at shit and weaving a tale. This is reality, so forget all the shit you heard.
We stopped at the car and I caught a glimpse of Riley and Sage going into the library across the street and I stopped and looked at Hunter, who looked like he needed to fuck something after eating. I sighed and wondered if I could trick him which is just damn near impossible. He hesitated and smelled the air and caught what I knew was Sage’s pussy.
“Oh,” he said as I shook my head at him.
“Let’s just go,” I said as I placed my hand on the roof of the car and he grinned as Hunter can only do, letting me know that he was definitely on the hunt now, after Sage and Riley and the fact that we both could smell her virginity. Fucking virgin and I know that is Hunter’s passion, his one Achilles heel, if a vampire could have one at all. I mean he wanted me for my scent, I know this now. Fucking a vampire is beyond words but a vampire taking a virgin, is pure carnage. It is the definition of hunt and kill. I watched him start to walk toward the library and I swear I wanted to leave him and just let him do what he does best. Charm, fuck, kill. But god dammit if I found myself following him like a monitor of sorts and how fucking annoying! I mean since when should I be in his business and all that? I know I am trying to curb my appetite still but I have killed, and believe it or not I actually remember some of them…like the prostitute with big tits that we bled dry in an alley, the man who had a cock that tilted upwards and holy fuck! it hit the spot on me, Hunter had actually fucked him in the mouth while Mr. Curvy Dick fucked me in the ass but right as I came and Hunter did, Hunter went ape shit and broke his neck. That blew really, I mean I could have enjoyed that a bit more honestly but anyway, I still have memory issues and they suck ass and work in Hunter’s favor. Who knows who killed what with whose dick fucking what hole some nights? Not the best place to be, honestly. He uses it against me too, I know he does or at least I feel like it…but here is the fucking shitty truth. I love him, Hunter that is and it makes me sick. I am so NEVER telling him that again though…the love thing. In the end Hunter is a dick, the best of them in the world. I don’t know if he keeps me as a pet or a lover, if it is loneliness or boredom or a tad bit of both. I doubt he honestly loves me, I just have my doubts.