"How long has it been?" Hoyt Fortenberry whispered into the ear of yet another fang banger, his whispering full of lust in his voice as his fangs caressed along the soft flesh of her neck, as he pressed his body closer to her's. He could feel her shudder as the presence of his fangs and her heart rate increase, hastily pumping her blood through her veins.
"A..A while" she whispered back, her voice shaken with desire, her eyes rolling back into her head with his delicate touch, un-nerved by the gentleness of a vampire's touch, her breath had become shallow, echoing to his ear as a rapid drum. "Your not like the others" she whispered.
"Others?" Hoyt smirked innocently at the woman, the woman who had no name, he did not need, nor care for such details.
"The other vampires" she whispered again.
"I am the same...I just do things a different way" he smirked again as he in-cased her body tightly into his arms, his eyes glinting with a mask that hid his true intentions, he had found that after 796 years as a vampire to lure his prey into his net, allow them to think his as an innocent vampire of sorts. Lure them in with false pretenses by allowing himself to drink the vile and tasteless synthetic blood that had been developed - 'True Blood'.
"I don't understand" she whispered again as her hands continued to trail across her body, his hands massaging her firm breasts, tweaking her nipples as Hoyt's hands locked around her waist over her skin, as she stood completely naked in front of him.
"You will" Hoyt smirked as he slowly began un-zipping his pants, lowering his zipper, his tight black leather pants pooled by his ankles as he stepped out from them.
"Wha-What?" she asked as she became heavily clouded by her lust, his glamour had settled in, her screams would not be heard, not here, not ever again. Spinning her around so that she dropped onto the bed, her eyes wide shock with this new move. Her blood continuing to flow through her veins, the sun had set not long ago, and Hoyt was hungry, sinking to his knees as he spread her legs apart, he could smell her desire, her arousal, her blood.
Sinking his fangs into her femoral artery as her body shook with the invasion, her voice unable to find words to scream from the fierce pain that flowed through her, taking large mouthfuls of blood into his mouth, taking more than he should.
"St-Stop" she moaned, her body surrendering to his touch, her arms running across her goose pimpled skin, her hand caressing, teasing her hot core as Hoyt continued to ravage her thigh, tearing at her skin as she squirmed beneath him, Hoyt could hear her pulse spike to a high and slowly began to slow down giving him his signal to with-tract his fang.
Satisfied with his full for the moment, he stood from the floor and flipped her over so that she lay on her stomach, his throbbing length pulsing from her whimpers and soft cries that could not be echoed due to his glamour. Grabbing her lower hips he angled himself and entered his swiftly and harshly.
Feeling himself fill her, he began his thrusts, throwing his head back as blood continued to trickle down his chin, his fangs baring with each thrust as he heard her muffled screams and her cries that had overcome her. His hands gripped her waist as he thrust into her again, nor caring for her pleasure, but his own. She would be the first of many, there was not many vampires that would challenge him and succeed, and he was always able to avoid detection from the human authorities.
"s-stop.....please" she whimpered again, her teeth clenching together through the pain.
Hoyt was only urged on faster and deeper through her pleas, as he let out a feral growl as the woman tried to claw away from him, only angering him as he hit full speed, blood continuing to seep from the open wound on her thigh.
As Hoyt stiffened he felt himself reach his climax and release as his body stiffened for a few moments, the cries of the woman still muffled as she cried silently, the full effects of his glamour halting her screams. As Hoyt withdrew himself from her, reaching down to slip his black pants on and zipping up his pants.
Moving swiftly around the bed, the woman who had remained still on the bed, her body weak from the blood loss, her body battered and bruised from his violent sex.
"Y-you said you weren't like the others" her words hushed from her lips, her cheeks wet from all her shed tears.
Hoyt perched himself on the side of the bed, a clear glint in his eyes as his hand trailed down her dampened face.
"I did... *his hands gripped her shoulders and hoisted her to a sitting position. He leaned into her ear* I. Am. Worse" his fangs sank into her neck, her body paralyzed with fear as her eye lids fluttered as Hoyt continued to lap up her blood from her neck. Feeling her body become lifeless and limp and her heartbeat stop, he withdrew his fangs and licked his lips.
Standing from the bed, he walked across the a mirror across the room he checked to make sure that there was no signs of blood on his face and on his attire, satisfied that all was clear he reached for his jacket and slid it on. Turning to catch a glimpse of the dead woman on the bed, blood seeping on the once crisp white sheets.
"One down..." he smirked sadistically and turned to head towards the door, opening the door he sped out into the night, one down and several more to go.
"A..A while" she whispered back, her voice shaken with desire, her eyes rolling back into her head with his delicate touch, un-nerved by the gentleness of a vampire's touch, her breath had become shallow, echoing to his ear as a rapid drum. "Your not like the others" she whispered.
"Others?" Hoyt smirked innocently at the woman, the woman who had no name, he did not need, nor care for such details.
"The other vampires" she whispered again.
"I am the same...I just do things a different way" he smirked again as he in-cased her body tightly into his arms, his eyes glinting with a mask that hid his true intentions, he had found that after 796 years as a vampire to lure his prey into his net, allow them to think his as an innocent vampire of sorts. Lure them in with false pretenses by allowing himself to drink the vile and tasteless synthetic blood that had been developed - 'True Blood'.
"I don't understand" she whispered again as her hands continued to trail across her body, his hands massaging her firm breasts, tweaking her nipples as Hoyt's hands locked around her waist over her skin, as she stood completely naked in front of him.
"You will" Hoyt smirked as he slowly began un-zipping his pants, lowering his zipper, his tight black leather pants pooled by his ankles as he stepped out from them.
"Wha-What?" she asked as she became heavily clouded by her lust, his glamour had settled in, her screams would not be heard, not here, not ever again. Spinning her around so that she dropped onto the bed, her eyes wide shock with this new move. Her blood continuing to flow through her veins, the sun had set not long ago, and Hoyt was hungry, sinking to his knees as he spread her legs apart, he could smell her desire, her arousal, her blood.
Sinking his fangs into her femoral artery as her body shook with the invasion, her voice unable to find words to scream from the fierce pain that flowed through her, taking large mouthfuls of blood into his mouth, taking more than he should.
"St-Stop" she moaned, her body surrendering to his touch, her arms running across her goose pimpled skin, her hand caressing, teasing her hot core as Hoyt continued to ravage her thigh, tearing at her skin as she squirmed beneath him, Hoyt could hear her pulse spike to a high and slowly began to slow down giving him his signal to with-tract his fang.
Satisfied with his full for the moment, he stood from the floor and flipped her over so that she lay on her stomach, his throbbing length pulsing from her whimpers and soft cries that could not be echoed due to his glamour. Grabbing her lower hips he angled himself and entered his swiftly and harshly.
Feeling himself fill her, he began his thrusts, throwing his head back as blood continued to trickle down his chin, his fangs baring with each thrust as he heard her muffled screams and her cries that had overcome her. His hands gripped her waist as he thrust into her again, nor caring for her pleasure, but his own. She would be the first of many, there was not many vampires that would challenge him and succeed, and he was always able to avoid detection from the human authorities.
"s-stop.....please" she whimpered again, her teeth clenching together through the pain.
Hoyt was only urged on faster and deeper through her pleas, as he let out a feral growl as the woman tried to claw away from him, only angering him as he hit full speed, blood continuing to seep from the open wound on her thigh.
As Hoyt stiffened he felt himself reach his climax and release as his body stiffened for a few moments, the cries of the woman still muffled as she cried silently, the full effects of his glamour halting her screams. As Hoyt withdrew himself from her, reaching down to slip his black pants on and zipping up his pants.
Moving swiftly around the bed, the woman who had remained still on the bed, her body weak from the blood loss, her body battered and bruised from his violent sex.
"Y-you said you weren't like the others" her words hushed from her lips, her cheeks wet from all her shed tears.
Hoyt perched himself on the side of the bed, a clear glint in his eyes as his hand trailed down her dampened face.
"I did... *his hands gripped her shoulders and hoisted her to a sitting position. He leaned into her ear* I. Am. Worse" his fangs sank into her neck, her body paralyzed with fear as her eye lids fluttered as Hoyt continued to lap up her blood from her neck. Feeling her body become lifeless and limp and her heartbeat stop, he withdrew his fangs and licked his lips.
Standing from the bed, he walked across the a mirror across the room he checked to make sure that there was no signs of blood on his face and on his attire, satisfied that all was clear he reached for his jacket and slid it on. Turning to catch a glimpse of the dead woman on the bed, blood seeping on the once crisp white sheets.
"One down..." he smirked sadistically and turned to head towards the door, opening the door he sped out into the night, one down and several more to go.
