Lust Before Dawn
Allison’s crimson eyes gleamed with an unquenchable thirst as she scanned the dark, seedy alleyways. The scent of blood hung heavy in the air, a siren’s call to her immortal senses. She needed it, craved it, would do anything to taste the coppery nectar.
The petite vixen had been searching for what felt like an eternity, ever since the memory of her maker’s touch had awakened within her. He was out there, somewhere, and she would stop at nothing to find him.
Allison’s thoughts drifted back to those fateful days, when her innocence had been shattered by his skilled hands and, later, his fangs. He had claimed her, transformed her, and taught her the ways of the night. Their bond was deep, primal, and she knew that only he could quench the aching hunger that consumed her.
As she prowled the shadows, Allison’s sharp ears picked up the distant echoes of a struggle. Her heart raced with anticipation, and she quickened her pace. A woman’s muffled screams drew her closer, and with a wicked grin, Allison rounded the corner.
She found a robust, tattooed brute pinning a petite blonde against the wall. The man’s grunts of pleasure mingled with the blonde’s choked cries as he rutted into her roughly. Allison’s eyes gleamed with hunger as she took in the scene.
Without hesitation, the vampire slid up behind the brute, her cold fingers winding around his throat. She squeezed just enough to make her presence known, her hot breath caressing his ear as she cooed, “Let her go, pet.”
The tattooed man froze, his hips stuttering in mid-thrust. His wide eyes flicked to Allison’s knowing gaze, then back to the trembling blonde. With a grunt, he released his grip on the woman’s wrists and stepped back, giving Allison a curt nod.
The vixen turned to face the blonde, her lips curled in a sensual smile. “Don’t worry, sweet thing. I’m not here to harm you.” Allison leaned in close, her voice a husky whisper in the disheveled woman’s ear. “In fact, I could use a little help finding someone.”
The blonde, still shaken but now curious, met Allison’s gaze. “What do you need?”
Allison’s smile grew wider, her fangs glinting in the dim light. “Information. I’m looking for a man… my maker. Have you seen him around?”
The blonde’s eyes widened in understanding, and she took a step back, eyeing Allison warily. “I… I don’t know anything about vampires or makers. I just got mugged by that guy.” She nodded toward the tattooed brute, who had retreated to a safe distance, watching the exchange with interest.
Allison’s gaze softened, and she reached out to caress the woman’s cheek, her touch deliberately sensual. “Shh, it’s okay. You didn’t know any better.” Her voice dripped with seduction as she added, “But now, you do. And I can make it worth your while if you help me.”
The blonde, already entranced by the vampire’s hypnotic presence, found herself nodding slowly. “I… I might have seen someone, once. He was tall, with dark hair, really good-looking. Came into the coffee shop where I work a few nights ago. Left with a young woman, an Asian girl…”
A thrill of excitement shot through Allison at the description, and she firmly squeezed the blonde’s hip. “That’s him! Thank you, sweet thing. You’ve been very helpful.” The vampire leaned in, her lips brushing the woman’s ear as she murmured, “And as a token of my appreciation, I’d like to show you exactly what a real lover can do.”
With that, Allison sank her fangs into the blonde’s neck, drinking deep and letting the warm, rich blood fill her. The woman’s cries transformed into moans of pleasure, her body trembling under the onslaught of the vampire’s oral assault.
As Allison fed, she worked her hands over the blonde’s curves, exploring every contour with deft, experienced fingers. She rolled the woman’s nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, coaxing them to hard, aching peaks. Then, with a wicked grin, she sank to her knees, kissing a trail down the blonde’s lush body to the tender flesh between her thighs.
No sooner had Allison’s lips made contact than the vampire ripped away the woman’s panties, baring her glistening folds to the cool air. With a low growl of approval, Allison buried her face between the blonde’s legs, her tongue lashing out to taste the sweet nectar of her arousal.
The blonde’s back arched, her hips bucking as Allison worked her magic, tongue and lips expertly teasing and stroking the sensitive flesh. Faster, deeper, the vampire devoured the woman’s pleasure, until she was writhing, keening, on the brink of ecstasy.
With a final, merciless thrust of her tongue, Allison sent the blonde tumbling over the edge into a shattering orgasm. The woman’s scream was muffled by Allison’s mouth, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
As the blonde slowly came down from her high, Allison stood, her lips glistening with the woman’s essence. She smiled, a triumphant curl of her lips, and brushed a strand of blonde hair from the woman’s sweaty forehead.
“Thank you for your help, my dear,” Allison purred, giving the woman’s hip a final, possessive squeeze. “Now, go home and forget this ever happened. You’re safe, I promise.”
With a hesitant nod, the blonde stumbled away, leaving Allison alone in the alley. The vampire’s crimson eyes glinted with satisfaction as she straightened her clothes and set off once more, following the trail of clues to her maker.
No obstacle, no matter how challenging or decadent, would deter her from her goal. Allison would do whatever it took to find him, to feel his touch, to be claimed once more. For in the end, it was that dark, primal connection that defined her very existence. And she would stop at nothing to reclaim it.
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