think you need a vampire blowjob.” Scar licked her lips and flashed her fangs at Max. “There’s the vamp tramp I hate.” “Watch your mouth in front of the kid, Uncle Max.” Scar scolded. Ryan ignored the Scar Max battle of words. He stared intensely at Cyan. He wanted to close the gap in between them but settled on taking just a few steps. He knelt down to her level and held his hand out to her. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He promised. Ryan removed Cyan’s lost teddy bear from behind his back. Her cyan colored eyes brightened. She beamed and took a step toward her father. “Dad.” “Yes, I’m your dad.” Cyan ran into Ryan’s waiting arms. He embraced her. This was familiar to him. He had hugged her back when she first hugged him a few days ago. He had hugged her ever since. Cyan held tight to her teddy bear and a bit tighter to her father. “Max I need to talk to you, outside.” Scar whispered. Max reluctantly followed the vampire out the motel room door. He stood facing Scar outside the slightly cracked motel room door. “I know you’re thinking the worse.” She spoke first because it seemed that Max wouldn’t. “How do you know what I’m thinking?” Max blurted. “You are unbelievable.” Scar groaned. “You are a bloodsucking vamp.” He snapped back. “I have a heart now. It helps me be more in tune with human feelings.” Scar explained. “I haven’t seen any paperwork to support that ridiculous heart claim.” “You felt my fucking heartbeat.” “I felt something inside your chest. I don’t know what is under your cold skin.” “I don’t know either.” Scar agreed. “I could cut you open and find out.” Max threatened. “Looking at me makes you mad and hostile toward me. Why?” “You know why?” “No I don’t. Why?” Max whispered through gritted teeth. “You raped me.” Scarlet laughed out loud. “You had a hell of a good time in my vampire pussy.” “No I didn’t.” “I call bullshit on that.” “Call it whatever you want.” “Would it be better if I let you take the lead? I can let you get inside me on your own accord.” Scar taunted. “Never again.” “Why? You really got my panties in a bunch.” “Vamp tramps don’t wear panties.” “Well foxy, you would know.” “Whatever.” Max shrugged. He did know, and knowing was half the battle. “You’re such a fucking hypocrite. You get chummy with McIlroy who is a damn vampire. He screwed you raw and uncut. Where was he when you needed him? I’m the one that saved Cyan. Yet you treat me like dirt. I was here. I’m your caped crusader. I saved the day. Just like you followed your hunter orders, I follow my vampire orders.” “You were never the type to take orders.” “Things change.” “Who’s your new daddy?” “None of your business.” “Well it’s not Vampir and it’s certainly not McIlroy.” “Fuck you.” Max was silently thinking. Why hadn’t Uncle Donny or any other hunter heard she was alive? Why hadn’t she been spotted? “You’re one of Drack’s vamps.” “You’re an asshole. Hunter’s orders come from other hunters. Vampire’s orders come from other vampires. Haven’t you figured it out yet? Hunters, vampires, wolves, hybrids and demons, we’re all the same. We all are fighting to survive.” “Vampires with heartbeats talk too much. You are complaining and preaching to me like--” Max took in a breath. “This is beginning to feel like a fucking relationship.” “I prefer to make love, not war.” Max swallowed hard. Something about her words made his cock stir in his pants. Something about the way her lips curled. Something about the way her tongue moved between her teeth. “I just threw up in my mouth.” A quick insult to distract him from being distracted. “Okay fine Max, can’t blame a vamp for trying-- Your niece is special.” “You said that already.” Max glanced through the crack in