This little piece is from “A Vampire Story with a Twist” currently in progress. Please note, this title might change at publication.
“That’s how you get them all to come to you, isn’t it?” she asked, thinking out loud. “You show them your youthful face, and you have them eating out of your hands. Men and women, both.”
His smile widened as she spoke, but he did not bother either confirming or denying anything, nor did he make a move in her direction. He just stood there, beside the bodies of Sonia and her lover, holding his erect cock in one hand, watching her. Watching and waiting. For a moment, Angela wondered what he was waiting for. Then she remembered what he had just told her, before she veered off on a tangent and began to ramble. Oh God, she was really going to lose it, if she were not careful!
“Please, Eztli,” she said, blushing. “Don’t look at me like that.”
“Beg,” was all he said, in reply. Then he was silent once more, silent and still like a statue. And what a statue he made! Although he would be even more impressive, stripped of his shirt and jacket. Thinking thus, Angela found herself undressing him with her eyes, returning repeatedly to his hard cock, standing proud to attention, with his fingers wrapped around its base. The very sight of it made her want to get down on her knees and take him in her mouth, much like Sonia had done. And he knew it, of course. She knew he knew, because of the way he smiled at her when she next lifted her eyes to his. Curse him for toying with her! It was not fair… it was not fair at all.
“Please,” she squeezed out, causing his eyes to flash. She swallowed, licked her lips – remembering as she did so, how he had licked blood from them, moments ago – and went on breathlessly, “Please will you stop playing games with me and take me. I need you. I need you so bad…”