mark?” Trevor pulled the truck off to the side of the road and stopped. He turned to Dir. “Tell me Dir, honestly, would you give a rat’s ass for her after seeing that?”
“Jaz said there’s another drug, Trevor. I thought you knew about it. It’s the drug Olivia had in her system. Makes anyone who takes it want to fuck…totally uninhibited and the thing is, they hallucinate while on it, thinking they are fucking someone they love…someone they know.”
Trevor had heard about the Startem drug, but it didn’t matter. Lindsey enjoyed it way too much for it not to be a real all-consuming fuck. She wore his mark…they’d consummated.
“Dir, you’re not hearing me. She wore that bastard’s mark…they consummated. She’ll never be mine.” Trevor slammed the vehicle back into drive wanting to get Dir out of his truck. He loved Lindsey, but now she belonged to another and he would never grovel for her.
Chapter Twelve
Jase
Jase woke with a stabbing headache and a raging hard-on. He sat up, nearly passing out from the pain inside his head, and looked at his surroundings. Victorian-like tapestries, deep burgundy with gold-braided edges, hung along the walls. Heavy dark wood furniture, a dresser, night stand, armoire, and a large four poster bed that he sat on, took up only a small portion of the enormous room. A good-sized clawed bath tub with a deep purple pull around curtain, roped back on both sides took up a corner.
He stood up and his cock slapped his abdomen, making him realize his naked state. Geez, what the…? Jase gripped his cock with trembling fingers, pulling the tip of it away from his body as he examined it. Sets of puncture marks peppered its sensitive length and it appeared deep reddish-purple in color, like blood settled just beneath the skin. Then he thought of what Trevor had called Ria. Vampire. He’d heard of vampires but never met one—before Ria. Just the simple thought of her thickened his dick. He wanted her and wondered if he’d actually had her, memories eluding him.
His legs wobbled beneath him as he stood and inspected the room, pulling the tapestries away from the walls to check what they hid. A narrow door led into a small room with a toilet and a sink. Nothing else stood out, only darkly painted walls. He scanned the room for his clothing. Pulled out drawers and opened the armoire, finding only female apparel. A heavy-looking arched wooden door appeared to be the only other opening in the room, no windows. Any light came from a small lamp on the nightstand. He tried turning the gold leaf doorknob, a long handle, but the door wouldn’t budge.
“Trevor, can you hear me? Trevor. Chance. Anyone?”
Jase walked to the edge of the bed and settled back on the comfortable mattress. What the heck happened last night and how’d I get here…and more importantly, where is here?
Just then the door creaked open, and Ria entered wearing a filmy little number, showing all of her voluptuous assets. Jase had no control over his heavy dick or tight balls. He leaned up on an arm, unable to crawl off the bed.
“Oh, look at you…all ready for another round.” Ria’s gaze dropped to his groin, and he swore her brown eyes went all aglow and metallic red. Her incisors extended over her full bottom lip, sharp and shiny. She smiled, making them appear even more sinister.
“Where am I, Ria?” Her glowing eyes sent a wave of vertigo over him. A tremor whipped through his body and left his brain addled.
“What did you ask me, my love?” Ria climbed onto the bed and pushed him back. She kneeled and lifted her see-through robe, straddling Jase’s hips. He gasped when she showed him the blonde heart-shape of curls tipped with the hot pink, pointy end leading to her swollen slit.
He didn’t recall asking her a question, but wanted to remember it and make Ria happy.
His mind was completely occupied with making her happy. She slammed herself onto his cock, swallowing him whole.
“Jaz said there’s another drug, Trevor. I thought you knew about it. It’s the drug Olivia had in her system. Makes anyone who takes it want to fuck…totally uninhibited and the thing is, they hallucinate while on it, thinking they are fucking someone they love…someone they know.”
Trevor had heard about the Startem drug, but it didn’t matter. Lindsey enjoyed it way too much for it not to be a real all-consuming fuck. She wore his mark…they’d consummated.
“Dir, you’re not hearing me. She wore that bastard’s mark…they consummated. She’ll never be mine.” Trevor slammed the vehicle back into drive wanting to get Dir out of his truck. He loved Lindsey, but now she belonged to another and he would never grovel for her.
Chapter Twelve
Jase
Jase woke with a stabbing headache and a raging hard-on. He sat up, nearly passing out from the pain inside his head, and looked at his surroundings. Victorian-like tapestries, deep burgundy with gold-braided edges, hung along the walls. Heavy dark wood furniture, a dresser, night stand, armoire, and a large four poster bed that he sat on, took up only a small portion of the enormous room. A good-sized clawed bath tub with a deep purple pull around curtain, roped back on both sides took up a corner.
He stood up and his cock slapped his abdomen, making him realize his naked state. Geez, what the…? Jase gripped his cock with trembling fingers, pulling the tip of it away from his body as he examined it. Sets of puncture marks peppered its sensitive length and it appeared deep reddish-purple in color, like blood settled just beneath the skin. Then he thought of what Trevor had called Ria. Vampire. He’d heard of vampires but never met one—before Ria. Just the simple thought of her thickened his dick. He wanted her and wondered if he’d actually had her, memories eluding him.
His legs wobbled beneath him as he stood and inspected the room, pulling the tapestries away from the walls to check what they hid. A narrow door led into a small room with a toilet and a sink. Nothing else stood out, only darkly painted walls. He scanned the room for his clothing. Pulled out drawers and opened the armoire, finding only female apparel. A heavy-looking arched wooden door appeared to be the only other opening in the room, no windows. Any light came from a small lamp on the nightstand. He tried turning the gold leaf doorknob, a long handle, but the door wouldn’t budge.
“Trevor, can you hear me? Trevor. Chance. Anyone?”
Jase walked to the edge of the bed and settled back on the comfortable mattress. What the heck happened last night and how’d I get here…and more importantly, where is here?
Just then the door creaked open, and Ria entered wearing a filmy little number, showing all of her voluptuous assets. Jase had no control over his heavy dick or tight balls. He leaned up on an arm, unable to crawl off the bed.
“Oh, look at you…all ready for another round.” Ria’s gaze dropped to his groin, and he swore her brown eyes went all aglow and metallic red. Her incisors extended over her full bottom lip, sharp and shiny. She smiled, making them appear even more sinister.
“Where am I, Ria?” Her glowing eyes sent a wave of vertigo over him. A tremor whipped through his body and left his brain addled.
“What did you ask me, my love?” Ria climbed onto the bed and pushed him back. She kneeled and lifted her see-through robe, straddling Jase’s hips. He gasped when she showed him the blonde heart-shape of curls tipped with the hot pink, pointy end leading to her swollen slit.
He didn’t recall asking her a question, but wanted to remember it and make Ria happy.
His mind was completely occupied with making her happy. She slammed herself onto his cock, swallowing him whole.
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