Bloody Vampires! Ch. 06

Danny nodded, a chill going down his spine as the image of Anita ripping out the throat of the bum outside the front of the hotel, flashed into his mind.

"Right." Danny climbed off the bike and jogged quickly down the alley towards the fire escape that Anita had pointed to. As he pulled down the ladder and started climbing, he glanced back down the alley. Anita was already gone.

"What the fuck am I doing?" Danny muttered to himself as he climbed. When he'd first agreed to drive Sylvia across the country in return for a real fuck when they got back, he had no idea he'd end up sneaking into someone's hotel room with the intention of murdering them.

"This is madness," Danny said quietly as he crept quietly past an open window on the second floor and then continued his ascent.

When he reached the third floor Anita was already waiting for him. Danny noticed with some disquiet that there was a small smear of blood on her chin.

"You missed a spot," Danny pointed out to her uneasily.

Anita reached up and wiped away the smear with the tip of her index finger. She licked it clean almost teasingly, sliding her finger deep into her mouth, her tongue curled around the underside as she slid it back and forth a couple of times, almost in an imitation of oral sex.

"So what now?" asked Danny, trying to take his mind off the memory of taking advantage of Anita earlier that day while she was sleeping. It seemed like an eternity ago that he'd been sliding his own erection into the dangerous vampire's mouth. Right now the idea seemed insane.

"Get your gun out," instructed Anita. "I'll go in first. If there's anyone inside you shoot first and ask questions later."

Danny sucked in a shaking breath. He was shitting himself. "Wouldn't Christian have been better suited for this?"

Anita ignored him. "We go now," she snapped.

The blonde vampire slipped her fingertips into the tiny gap around the edge of the closed window and yanked the window upwards effortlessly. Without any pause she grabbed the window frame and swung herself lithely through the window and into the room beyond.

Danny followed, poking his head through the open window behind her, his gun held shakily in both hands.

The room beyond appeared to be empty. It was a rather shabby looking, single room hotel apartment. Anita had already flung the closet door open and, as Danny clambered through the window she was walking back out of the bathroom.

"He's not here," the blonde vampire announced.

Danny stared around the room impotently and then stuffed his gun back into his jeans. "What now?" Danny had found himself asking that question several times that evening.

"We wait," replied Anita, casually walking over and sitting on the bed, crossing her long, stocking clad legs in front of her.

"Okay," breathed Danny, he looked around for somewhere to sit and settled on leaning back against the window frame.

Anita patted the bed beside her. "You can sit over here beside me... I won't bite, I promise."

"Ah..." Danny stammered nervously. "Okay then."

The teenager made his way, almost gingerly, across the room to the bed where the voluptuous blonde vampire was sitting. As he climbed up cautiously beside her, Anita shrugged off her leather jacket, revealing a tight fitting black t-shirt beneath. Danny couldn't help but notice the way the t-shirt clung snugly to her ample bosom. He could even see the slight jut of her hard nipples, suggesting that she wasn't wearing a bra beneath the shirt.

Anita patted Danny's thigh, almost making him jump. "So... we might be waiting for Victor for a while," she told him. "Whatever shall we do to kill the time?"

"Ah..." Danny could have sworn she was flirting with him. He was pretty sure he didn't want her to though. Pretty sure.

Anita turned towards him and leant in, resting her head on his shoulder almost lovingly, with her mouth alarmingly close to his throat. "How about a little snack?" she suggested, squeezing his thigh.

Danny's breathing was shallow. "Um, I'm not sure if that's a good idea," he managed to squeak.

Anita leant closer, the tip of her nose brushing his neck. He could feel her breath on his skin. "I promise I'll be gentle."

Danny gave a nervous chuckle as Anita moved her hand a little higher on his thigh. He couldn't think straight. "I...um..." he stammered unintelligibly.

Anita's lips brushed his windpipe. "I know all about the little...arrangement...you have with Sylvia."

Danny's heart was hammering in his chest, he wondered if Anita could sense the pulse of his blood.

Anita slid her soft hand into his crotch, cupping him through his jeans and squeezing tenderly. Danny gasped and shrank back on the bed a little.

"If you let me taste your blood I'll do much more than suck your cock," whispered the vampire.

Anita's hand was massaging his crotch now, and despite his fear Danny could feel himself responding to her touch. "I...I don't..."

"Wouldn't you like to slide your hard cock into my tight, wet cunt," whispered Anita. Danny felt her tongue flick out and taste the skin on the side of his neck. At the same time she pulled down the zipper on his jeans.

"Ah... Sylvia..."

"Shhh," whispered Anita, softly kissing his jaw. She pushed her fingers inside the now open fly of his jeans, tracing Danny's hard cock through his underwear. "Sylvia doesn't have to know a thing. I won't tell."

"Oh my," groaned Danny as Anita's hand moved inside his underwear. She gripped his hard erection in her soft hand and squeezed him excitingly.

"Just one little taste is all I want," Anita seductively whispered as she pulled Danny cock out into the open and began to stroke him. "One taste and then you can put this thing wherever you want."

"W-wherever I want?" repeated Danny. His mind felt confused, like he was in a thick fog and couldn't see straight.

Anita's cool hand slid up and down Danny's hard shaft, slowly pumping on his erection. Danny could feel the firm sphere's of the vampire's ample breasts pressing firmly into his arm and side.

"I'm not a prude like Sylvia," explained Anita, hooking one fishnet-clad leg over Danny's knee as she pumped on his exposed prick with her soft hand. "I'll give you much more than just a little head."

"Oh fuck that feels good," moaned Danny as Anita's hand continued to move over his erection. Her leg rubbed against his and she pressed her ample chest up firmer against him.

"My cunt will feel even better than my hand," whispered Anita. She licked his throat again, this time running her tongue directly along his jugular vein.

"W-wait!" said Danny, as if the feel of her tongue on his vein had allowed him to win his internal struggle. "Stop." He reached up and pried the vampire's stroking hand off his hard penis.

Anita pulled her soft body away from him. "Fine," she snapped. "Have it your way then."

Danny winced as he uncomfortably stuffed his hard cock back inside his underwear and jeans. "I'm sorry...but, I can't," he told her somewhat uselessly.

Anita sighed. She stood up and walking across the small hotel room and looked out the still open window.

Danny stared over at her back as she stood there motionless, staring out the window. He couldn't help but admire how great her firm little bum looked in her tight fitting leather skirt.

"Fuck!" swore Danny, rubbing his crotch in frustration. Staring at Anita's amazing ass was hardly helping his erection go away.

"You know that I can make it go away," murmured Anita. She didn't turn from the window, it was almost as if she was reading Danny's mind.

Danny gave his dick a squeeze through his jeans. Would there really be any harm in letting her taste his blood? Would she get too carried away and suck too much?

"And you also know that if I really wanted to drink your blood you couldn't stop me, right?" there was a slight edge to the vampires tone.

Danny swallowed, a hollow feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Anita turned back towards Danny. "I'll tell you what Danny-boy," she announced. The nickname made him think of Sharon, Christian's human companion. "How about we do the fucking first and I can taste you afterwards."

Danny looked at her doubtfully. "Really?"

Anita licked her upper lip. "Really."

Danny rubbed his chin anxiously. Anita was absolutely gorgeous. Could he really live with himself if he turned down the opportunity to fuck her. He felt his balls tingling at the thought.

"Okay then," Danny nodded, almost to himself. "Okay. Let's do it."

A smirk spread across Anita's face. She licked her lips again and moved back to the bed, crawling up to where Danny was sitting.

The busty blonde vampire straddled Danny's legs and reached out to unzip his fly once again. She reached inside and pulled out his still erect penis, stroking it in her cool hand.

Anita bent forward over Danny's lap and ran her tongue up along the underside of the teenager's hard erection. She softly kissed the tip and swirled her tongue around it a couple of times, causing Danny to moan in pleasure.

Danny leant forward and cupped Anita's big, firm boobs in his hands, squeezing them through her black t-shirt. She was definitely not wearing a bra. Her tits felt amazing and he could feel her hard nipples pressing against his palms.

"You know that a lot of blood flows into an erect penis," murmured Anita thoughtfully. She closed her mouth down over the head of Danny's cock and gave it a few shallow sucks. "In all my years as a vampire, I've never actually tried biting off a man's penis."

Danny felt his throat and balls tighten as Anita once again sank her mouth over his cock and slurped on his hard rod. His hands dropped away from her boobs.

Anita's mouth popped back off the end of Danny's erection. "I imagine it would be quite exciting to have all that blood rushing into my throat. A bit like a cum-spurting penis perhaps..."

Anita bent forward to take Danny back into her mouth, but he reached forward and stopped her. "You said I could have your cunt, not your mouth."

Anita's gaze narrowed and Danny felt his stomach lurch. Perhaps he'd pushed her too far? With Anita it didn't seem like there was a lot of room to move.

"Very well," she replied slowly.

The vampire stood up at the side of the bed, reaching behind her and unzipping her leather skirt. It fell to the floor revealing the tops of her fishnet holdup stockings and a skimpy red g-string. Danny had seen her wearing the g-string when he spied on her back at Christian's house. Fuck she looked sexy.

Anita then peeled off her skimpy panties, leaving her stockings on. Danny's mouth wet dry at the sight of the blonde vampire's hairless pussy. The lips of her vagina glistening moistly in the dim light of the hotel room.

The buxom blonde climbed back onto the bed and once again straddled Danny, one hand on his chest, the other reaching down between his legs to grab hold of his upthrust erection. Anita shifted her hips up and guided his cock between her sleek thighs, rubbing the trembling tip of him against the lips of her vulva.

Danny gave a moan of pleasure. He was about to fuck a vampire.

Suddenly the door of the hotel room opened. Both Danny and Anita turned to see a surprised looking middle aged man standing there.

The man was dressed all in black, in a suit, silk shirt and tie. He had long, shoulder length brown hair and a neatly trimmed moustache and goatee. In his right hand was a coat and his left a briefcase.

The man took one look at Anita and Danny, half naked on his bed and he spun back out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Fuck!" swore Anita, leaping off the bed and heading for the door, impossibly fast. She reached out with one hand, forcing the door open and almost knocking it off it's hinges, then she was gone, no seeming to worry that she was pretty much naked from the waist down, dressed only in a t-shirt and fishnet stockings.

"Oh shit," muttered Danny who was still sitting on the bed. His cock pointing uselessly up at the roof with no one to attend to it.

"Shit!" repeated Danny a second time, stuffing his painfully hard erection back into his pants and stumbling to his feet.

He staggered over to the doorway, fumbling with his gun.

There was no sign of anyone outside.

Danny froze, not sure what to do. The speed those two vampires had moved there was no way he'd catch them.

"Shit!" he swore, returning to the room. As he got back inside Anita came through the window, still half naked.

"He's gone," she said bitterly, heading for her discarded clothes.

Danny nodded, his eyes wide and his heart beating fast.

"Not one word of this to Christian or Sylvia or I'll rip your heart out," growled Anita as she stepped back into her red thong and pulled it up over her fishnet stockings.

Danny nodded mutely as he watched her get dressed again.

They remained in an awkward silence as they returned to Anita's motorbike and rode back to Christian's house.

When they got there Christian, Sylvia and Sharon were all waiting for them, along with another young woman. She was a young brunette, she looked to be in her early twenties and was very pretty. She was sitting in a chair right beside Sylvia staring down at the ground and showed no sign of even seeing Danny and Anita enter the room.

"How did it go?" asked Christian immediately.

Anita merely shook her head at him as she walked over to stand in front of Sylvia and the new girl. The blonde vampire looked the girl up and down and then smiled.

"She'll do," Anita announced, reaching out and grabbing the brunette's hand and leading her from the room.

Danny wasn't sure what to make of anything that had happened that night.

"Where's Justin?" he asked the others.

Sharon shook her head. "He's gone."

...to be continued