“Okay.”
“I have a question for you,” Cassia said as she backed her up against a shelving unit holding various kinds of alcohol bottles and placed her hands territorially on the woman’s hips.
“Okay,” the woman repeated.
“Will you willingly give your blood to me?”
“Yes. Definitely,” the overly excited woman said with a quick nod again.
“Good girl,” Cassia said and tilted the woman’s head to the side. “I’m going to bite you here.” She dragged her fingers along the woman’s neck. “Do you have something to cover up?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl,” Cassia repeated before her fangs emerged. She licked them slowly and said, “Now, I’d also like to fuck you while I drink.”
“Oh,” the woman said when Cassia licked her neck as if she were licking salt before taking a shot.
“I won’t if you don’t want me to, but trust me when I tell you that the feeling you’ll get when you come is not one you will ever experience again, and you’ll always dream of it whenever that human boyfriend of yours tries to fuck you.”
The woman nodded rapidly as if she knew exactly what Cassia was talking about, and Cassia nearly laughed, but held it in. It wasn’t the first time she’d gotten this kind of reaction from a woman that she was about to deliver intense pleasure to, and it wouldn’t be the last.
“Lift your skirt for me and take off those already soaked panties. Let them fall to the floor.”
The woman in front of her complied quickly, as if she couldn’t wait for what was about to be done to her.
“How did you know I was wet?” she asked.
“Oh, sweetheart…” Cassia began. “I could smell you from your stool in the bar.”
“God,” the woman let out as Cassia entered her without preamble.
“Not quite,” Cassia replied and bit into her flesh.
She sucked and heard the sounds of her fingers thrusting into a tight, wet pussy. Outside of the sounds Iro made whenshesucked straight from Cassia’s inner thigh, this was Cassia’s favorite sound.
“Oh, fuck,” the woman said.
Cassia sucked harder for a second, knowing not to take too much. The harder she sucked, the faster she would drain her, so she slowed down and focused on her fingers, thrusting harder and pressing her thumb to the woman’s clit.
“I’m… I’m coming!” the woman cried out faster than Cassia had predicted.
“Yes. Come for me,” she said and licked at the blood gathering at the base of the woman’s neck.
The woman continued to come loudly, and Cassia covered her mouth with her free hand because she didn’t need the rest of the bar to know what they were doing in here.
“You don’t want to get us caught, do you?” she said as she licked up the evidence and pressed her palm to the holes in the woman’s neck, letting her come down completely before she removed her hand from between her thighs. “There now. How do you feel?” she asked.
“Holy fuck,” the woman let out, leaning back against the shelves, while Cassia reached for a bottle of tequila.
She wasn’t much of a fan of the stuff, and this was the cheap kind, but it would do. She opened it and poured it directly on the woman’s neck. The woman hissed, and Cassia licked the spot.
“You’re delicious, by the way. The alcohol will help stop the bleeding.”
“God… That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” the woman told her.
“I know,” Cassia replied and took a long pull directly from the bottle. “Want some?”
The woman took it from her and took a long drink as well. Cassia watched her neck as she held the bottle back. She wanted to dig her teeth back into the flesh, grip this woman by her hip, and suck her dry, but she needed to be careful. If she intended to stay in town, tonight was not the night to start leaving bodies, and while the woman did taste good, Cassia had no plans to turn her, predicting how annoying she would be and not having the patience for it.
