Chapter Twelve Bloody Full Moon

I reveled in the thrill of the hunt, my senses heightened as I stalked my prey. But I didn't just crave their blood - I craved their passion. I'd seduce them, entwine our bodies, and drink in their essence. It was a twisted fetish, perhaps, but one that made me feel alive.

I never killed my lovers, though. I spared their lives, leaving them breathless and bewildered. Some vampires weren't so merciful, spreading terror and the curse of vampirism. The newly infected were often shunned or destroyed, unless they were taken to Darker Ville - a mysterious place where they might find refuge or further darkness.

As I continued my hunt, I found myself enticed by a newly turned vampire. I had awakened a newfound desire within him, and he was eager to explore this uncharted territory. I was taken aback by his enthusiasm, and my own curiosity got the better of me.

I was struck by his raw, untapped energy and the unbridled passion that now flowed through his veins. It was intoxicating, and I found myself wanting to know more about this newfound hunger that burned within him.

I couldn't help but ask, "What's your secret?" The young guy glanced at his twin brother and blushed, clearly embarrassed but also amused. I wondered if they were Dutch or perhaps of African descent, having heard stories about cultural differences in physical characteristics. Their mother's genes or perhaps their father's heritage? The mystery only added to their allure.

The twins exchanged a knowing look, and I sensed a deep connection between them. It was as if they shared a secret language, one that only they could understand. I was intrigued, and my curiosity got the better of me.

The thrill of the hunt allowed individuals to venture beyond their conventional relationships, exploring new desires and connections. I pondered if the werewolves, with their pack dynamics, were exempt from this exploration. After all, their packs were known to be tight-knit, typically consisting of around sixteen members. Perhaps within their packs, they found the freedom to discover new aspects of themselves.

As I pondered this, I couldn't help but wonder about the intricacies of werewolf relationships. Did their pack bonds allow for a deeper level of trust and exploration? Or were there rules that governed their interactions?

I opened my mouth and stuffed the huge meat hammer inside me. Using my mouth, tongue, throat, and hands I performed a great blow job. The boy moaned in pleasure, little did he know that my time of pleasure was coming, he had to return the favour. I could see that the other boys in group envied him. It was clear I knew what I was doing.

Hey, where did you learn that?" one of them asked, eyes wide with surprise. The nasty girl who had dared them shouted, "Not yet, you two! The main event is still to come!" The twins exchanged uneasy glances, one clearly hesitant, the other seemingly torn. But I could sense a spark of curiosity in the latter, a desire to explore further after what we had shared.'

I reassured the twins with a whisper, then turned to the girl and said, 'We'll need some privacy.' She agreed, and we were given a room. I locked the door with a subtle flick of my wrist, using my powers to ensure our solitude. With the outside world shut out, I turned my attention to the twins. Our eyes met, and I could sense their anticipation. I wasn't about to put on a show for the others; this was a private moment, one I intended to savor.

'Who's first?' I asked, my eyes locked on the twins. But to my surprise, they pushed back. 'You can't be serious, you want us to...?' the first twin trailed off, incredulous. 'Why don't you stick to what you're good at?' he sneered, his brother nodding in agreement. 'We just want to feel your...magic again,' the second twin said, his voice laced with entitlement. I was taken aback by their audacity, but I refused to use my powers to manipulate them. I wanted a willing partner, someone who would surrender to the moment with me.

I had no intention of hypnotizing them; I craved a connection with someone who was fully present and aware. But they had other plans. 'You think you can just use me and walk away? Think again,' I said, my voice firm. 'We're in this together now, whether you like it or not.' The first twin protested, 'No! This is madness!' But I stood firm. 'You both want to play with fire? Okay, let's see how you handle the heat.'

With a flick of my wrist, the key sailed out the window, and I revealed my true nature to the twins. My fangs descended, and I let out a low, sultry laugh. 'The choice is yours,' I purred, my eyes gleaming in the dim light. 'Surrender to me, and we'll indulge in a night of passion. Or resist, and suffer the consequences.' I shed my clothes, revealing the intricate tattoos on my back, and struck a pose, confident in my allure. The twins exchanged nervous glances, and I could sense their fear mingling with fascination.

The first twin's eyes widened as he gazed at me, his fear giving way to desire. 'You're incredible,' he breathed, shedding his inhibitions along with his clothes. His brother followed suit, and I could sense their primal urges taking over. The first twin approached me, his eyes burning with intensity, and pulled me onto the couch. He was rough, but I was ready, and I let out a cry of pleasure as we merged. The room was filled with the sound of our passion, our bodies moving in perfect sync.

I asked them to switch, eager to experience the thrill of a threesome. The second twin was ready, his anticipation evident. He was just as passionate as his brother, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment. The first twin couldn't handle seeing me climax, his jealousy getting the better of him. He insisted on switching back, his movements becoming more intense, driven by a desire to reclaim my attention. I felt myself surrendering to the pleasure once more, my senses overwhelmed by the passion of the twins.

The twins decided to take our encounter to the next level, and I must admit, I was apprehensive at first. But as we found a rhythm, I discovered a new dimension of pleasure. The first twin lay on the couch, and I straddled him, while the second twin stood behind me, moving in perfect sync. I was amazed by my own capacity for sensation, and the trio's energy was electric. As we reached the peak together, I indulged in a vampire's kiss, savoring the taste of their passion. In that moment, I believed the blood was sweeter, infused with the thrill of intimacy and desire.

Just as the twins succumbed to exhaustion, Harry appeared out of nowhere, his vampire powers allowing him to bypass the locked door. I was surprised but delighted by his sudden arrival. As the twins slumbered, Harry and I indulged in a passionate embrace, our vampire kiss deepening into a sensual exchange. We savored each other's blood, our intimacy heightened by the thrill of the night's adventures.

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