*The vampire*
"Boss ? Are you awake ?" Natascha slowly stick her head in the door to my bedroom. "I Got a couple of bags for you".

"Bring them here". I mumble, sitting up tiredly.

I am still very weak after my trip to the forest. When I finally drove into the courtyard I had been close to crashing the car. Even if the windows was blackened out, I wasn't totally protected from sunlight. And because I hadn't eaten before going to the forest, the accumulation of porphyrins in my blood had happened very fast. They had made my skin explode in blisters, several places leaving craters of dead tissue. The muscles had contracted due to lack of blood. The security had to twitch my mummified body from the seat and carry my to bed. And here I have been since, as helpless as a cow. It pisses me of badly to let Natascha take care of me and see me in this way.

My blonde long legged secretary comes over to the bed, handing me a glass of blood. With a fake grateful nod I accept it, drinking greedily. The thick liquid immediately gives me strength and soon my heart is beating in a powerful even rhythm. When I have empties the second bag, my skin is back to its youthful look and the patches of dead tissue is gone again. Every time I have an accident like this the scaring gets worse, but luckily I can cover it with blood and glamour.

Well pleased I get of the bed and walk to the dressing room to study my body in the big mirror. My skin is no longer pale, but slightly rosy and my eyes are clear again. I let my fangs grow out, but it takes a bit of focus to change to my true demonic form. Well I am not totally on top yet, it will take a couple more days. With a captivated smile I enjoy the sight of my own body. Every tendon and muscle is perfect and I look like myself the day I was reborn. Slowly I pull my fangs back and return to the human form, before i satisfied with myself go back to bed.

"Natascha you saved my life. You should get a summer bonus for Your loyalty". I pat the bed beside me. "Why don't you join me ?"

"Yes boss". She smile surprised and turn her back, as she unzips her long black dress and let it flutter to the floor.

Expectantly my eyes slides over her well build body, as she slowly crawls up to me on the bed, were she with a greedy growl grabs my dick. Her warmth around me makes me gasp and I pull aside her hair to see her use her skilled mouth to make me hard. I can't helping the smile that spread on my face, remembering the bitch behind the club and how she had sucked me so eagerly. She had been pretty good at it, but nobody does it as good as Natascha. Well, I guess it's time I deliver her the bonus I promised.

I grab her, pulling her up to straddle my face, plunging my tongue into her. The taste of woman hits my senses, turning me more on. A small scream escapes her as she arches her back, form the pain and pleasure when I bite her inner thigh. The blood smearing out on her and I greedily lick it of.

Blood and juices sends an erotic bouquet out into the room, it turns us both even more on. Harsly I pull her down and throw her on the bed. I hover over her, letting my tongue slide up her stomach and all the way up to her mouth. Gently I lay down on top of her, kissing her passionately. She kisses me back excitedly.

"Take a bide baby". I whisper against her lips, lifting myself a bit from her.

The fangs springs from her mouth, and she bites into my muscular chest. While she is sucking at me and nipping at my nipple, I slowly enter her. At first I move slowly, thrusting softly but deeply. I am taming my desires and massages her inside. This is her prize after all.

She lets go with a joyful gasp. Desire is sparkling in her eyes, as she pulls herself up to me, biting at the soft skin under my ear. She lets the blood run down my neck, before licking it of.

"That tickles". I laugh, pressing her into the mattress. I force her head to the side, biting into her shoulder. While I drink her sweet horny blood I am holding her close to me, pulling the pleasure from her over and over. I find her mouth, kissing her demandingly.

"This is for little girls that wants to be seduced". She whimper impatiently. "I want you to fuck me now".

"As the lady wishes". I snarl hoarsely and get up on my knees in front of her.

I grab her under her arms, throwing her up into the air. With a triumphant laughter she grabs the iron rod on the canopy of the bed. She hangs there, sending me a cheeky smile. I an flash I am over her, pulling her legs around my waist and plunging into her. And I gives her what she wants, giving into the feeling of her tight weeping pussy.

"More ! Give me more". She yelled out demandingly.

"If I have to give you more, then you have to go get me more bags after baby". I moan, upping the tempo.

"Yes, oh yes. Give me more".

I grab onto her shoulders, fucking her hard and fast. The tempo is no longer humanly possible and she is sobbing in delight as he orgasm gets near. When I also feel myself being close, I dig my nails into her flesh, holding her there as I hammer my dick through the clamp she has on me. Our fangs emerge and with aggressive hisses we bide into each other as the orgasms flashes through us. Snarling we drink from each other, driving each other to,another orgasm. The rush from my own orgasm mixed with the endorphins from her blood makes me growl greedily, dizzy with happiness. I let her go, letting myself fall back on the bed laughing.

"Oh that was just what I needed". I gasp out of breath, and hurriedly hide the blisters springing forth on my skin. "Now run down and get me some food. I want some with adrenaline in it". My voice didn't give away how exhausted I was after our little romp.

I know you can only trust an allie as long as you are strong. That she has stayed by my side through this speaks to her loyalty, but I am still cautious. After all she is hired by the council.

Natascha quickly dresses and leaves the room. When she has closed the door I get up, walking into my bathroom, running the water in the big tub. I get a towel and leaves it on the bench. Then I look at myself in the mirror again. My skin is extra pale now, especially with splashes of dried blood on decorating it like macabre tattoos. Natascha's blood hed kept me going while I fucked her. But now I feel how my inside is contracting in protest against the rapid accumulation of toxic precursors in my blood. I need real blood from a human, not recycled blood from my own kind. I need the need those enzymes to bind the porphyrins that my liver is no longer capable of producing after my resurrection. But I am not as bad of as I had feared, a couple of bags and I am back on top.

Finally the bath is ready. With a heavy sigh I lean back against the headrest, pulling a damp cloth over my eyes, while I feel the warmth seep into my sore muscles. Slowly the blood dissolves, colouring the water like thin redwine. The last notes of the metallic scent mixes with the scent of sex in my nostrils and I breath it in feeling happy.

  My girl emerge in my mind, torturing me. "Tonight me dear, you are going to pay for what you have done to me". I hiss and greb the edge of the bathtub, breathing in deeply not to give in to the rage that grabs me thinking of her.

All this time I have been stuck here as a living corpse, being dependent on help from others to recover, all I have thought about is her and all the ways I will torture her. It is all her fault that my staff had seen me disgusting and helpless. She humiliated me. Had I just killed her the Night I had the chance. I had been so fucking close. No ! I can't deny that she also has a large amount of the honor for me recovering. The passion and the drive she lights in me, makes me elated, almost happy again. More than anything else in existence I desire to sink my teeth into her. Enjoy her and drink her fallen, horny, death fearing blood, becoming one with her in the moment I kill her. I laugh out loud, the ideas of what I want to do to her helps my mood.

In my newfound elated state I get out of the water, wrapping a towel around me and dancing into the dressing room. I pick out a track suit from Puma and go get a pair of Mizuno sneakers from my shoe rack. As soon as I am dressed I waltz to the other end of my bedroom, and through the french doors into the living room. I throw myself on the couch that is arranged around my state of the art media center. On the table are two bags of blood Natascha say delivered while I bathed. I turn on the tv and pops the cap on the first bag. It might be a good idea checking the news to see if I am about to have the council breathing down my neck.

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My car is waiting for me when I stride down the great stone staircase to the courtyard. Natascha shows up behind me, looking worried. "They called again, I can't keep stalling them".

"It's fine. I'll be gone an hour max. I just have some errands to run. I'll call them when I get back". I put on my most charming smile and Natascha gives in as always.

"I'll tell them boss. But please be careful. My ass is on the line here too".

"Your ass is in the best hands baby". I wink at her and get in the car.

This time I am not wasting time on being discreet, when I reach my girls house. The plan is simple - find her, drag her to my car and be gone before anyone realises what is going on. When I got her at the mansion I will have plenty of time to enjoy every little bite of her.

I stop next to her driveway and get out. The building excitement makes me almost run to the carport, but suddenly I am smacked back, landing on my ass. I scrunch up my brow and look around, sniffing in the air and listening intently. Nothing out of the normal. Slowly I walk closer to the house, but after a few steps I am stopped again. When I reach out my hands I can feel like an invisible wall, but I can't sense it. I try pushing against the barrier, but nothing happens. I put my shoulder against it, putting all my power behind it. Still nothing.

What the fuck is happening here ? The barrier starts at the ground and seem to continue up quite high. I give up on entering here, but walk around the car and down along the hetch to the garden patch. Here I encounter the barrier again. Annoyed I take a couple of steps back and jump for the roof, put I slam against the barrier and has to roll up to land on my feet.

Okay ! Fun is over. I start running along the perimeter, through the neighbours garden and out on the bike path behind the house, while I keep my hand at the barrier, hoping to find an opening, but there isn't any. Not even towards the main road there is hole through. I run into the other neighbours garden, but still find no way in.

Is the whole house covered with this ? Desperately I look for something that Can get me into the garden. The tree sticks up about 7 meters. That can't be covered for God's sake. I spot a good branch just below the top. So I step back, aiming for that. Jumping full power. Put I just smash into the barrier, like a bug on a windshield, tumbling back on the ground.

I glare at the house, trying to piece things together. The change in the weather. Her scent disappearing and this wall around her home. A spell ? Is it witches doing this ? It seems impossible, are there really any of those bitches left ? The ones doing Real magic disappeared a long time ago, didn't they ? For a moment I wonder if I should mention this for the council, but decide not to. I don't want Strano sniffing around my private life. It is under control. It is just a matter of time before she comes home and I will get her. If it has nothing to do with the clan, then it is none of Strano's business.

"So have fun my girl. I can wait for you". I smile to myself. "At some time you'll have to come home".