(Vampire sex, foursome, menstrual sex, dirty, intense pleasure...Unclear as to what happened here but went with it.)

Elena awoke screaming, drenched in sweat.

When she finally opened her eyes, she was alone in a dark room, sitting up on a cot staring at a flickering bulb. Suddenly realizing how much her head was pounding, she put her hands to her temples and rested her head on top of her knees. White flecks appeared every time she blinked from the dull light that had sucked her in upon awakening, and her face throbbed in time with her heartbeat.

Wincing in pain she grabbed her abdomen. She rocked back and forth, waiting for the sharp pain to pass. She lifted the thin, grey, blanket to see a small amount of blood on the sheet below. Elena was unsure of the cause of the bleeding yet; she closed her eyes tightly together and traced her thoughts back to her encounter with Rocco.

How could he do this? Was she really that surprised?

No. No she wasn't.

Rocco Ramirez was a drug lord, a crime boss, a murderer, a womanizer, and a psychopath. He threw a rival off a bridge into an oncoming train for taking his money; $127.00 from a millionaire criminal and that was enough to end his life. Rocco ended it without a thought. Did she think for one minute that he would change for her? Become a dotting father and husband and they would live happily ever after like the end of a romanticised gangster movie?

No. No she did not. She never did.

Elena felt the tears begin to flood her eyes and she pushed them back angerly. She knew how he could do this; it was just a matter of time before he beat the shit out of her so badly, she lost consciousness, almost died, or both. She knew it. But it was the fear, the fear that kept her there - kept her from leaving. The last thing she was able to recall was lying on the cold, dirty marble floor, holding herself and crying. She vaguely remembered him kicking her, but she couldn't be sure; he could have done that earlier or through out the beating. Either way, she was out, away from him.

It struck Elena like a slap to the face.

She was out. She was finally out...fucking finally she was free! A huge smile appeared on her face and she put her hand over her mouth to cover a high-pitched giggle. Although she had no clue where she was now, it was not there with him.

"Holy fuck what a break!" She said excitedly to the empty room.

She couldn't hide her excitement, and if she held a streak of boldness inside her, she would have danced on the cot - not caring who may walk in. But that wasn't her, so she settled for giggles and smiles, which she absolutely adored feeling able to do again. It had been so long.

Elena looked around the room, feeling she should be petrified at her current surroundings, but oddly, she felt at peace, she felt safe. For reasons unknown to her, she felt as if from now on, she would always be safe. She decided not to over think how good she was feeling, and just absorb every last bit of it.

From the corner of her eye, she saw something move quickly across the room. She turned her head quickly from side to side, hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever it was. Her happiness sank to the floor and was replaced by the all to familiar feeling of dread and fear. She closed her eyes and gripped the side of the cot until her knuckles turned white.

Something glided past her, brushing her face ever so gently, sending tingles up Elena's spine. It then moved around her waist, then her calves. She couldn't move from fear, but she also couldn't deny the arousal she was beginning to feel. She clamped her legs together hoping the feeling would go away. She didn't understand how she was feeling this and it terrified her. Again, the 'something' gently wrapped around her neck, not tightly, like a long chain. This time however, it lingered over her open blouse for a moment before moving down to her thighs; moving slowly enough to run over her breasts causing her to suck in a breath of air.

Elena wanted desperately to be touched. Her arousal to dominant to ignore. She couldn't make herself care that what was happening to her was beyond anything that made any kind of rational sense. She just let herself feel it.

"My darling love" was whispered in her ear, and her legs fell apart.

"Hugh..." She whispered. Her arms were wrapped up by the white mist and her arms were pulled gently to either side of her body and held there. Her blouse was ripped open exposing her hard nipples. Her moans were loud, and this pleased him, feeling his hardness throb inside his clothing for her. He touched himself, moaning at the feeling of pressure against it. He could feel himself leaking, he will take her soon.

Fucking her will certainly be a wonderful start to the evening. He smiled in anticipation.

Elena felt a pull up her arms and light kisses moving toward her breast on both sides. Her eyes flew open only to see two women dressed in elegant gowns with large teeth, licking and sucking on her skin. She began to struggle against the holds they had on her, until their mouths wrapped around her hard nipples and they began to suck and lick and squeeze them. Elena cried out in pleasure. The two dug their fangs in her, sucking and licking so hard there were bruises already forming around Elena's nipples.

She yelled for more, back arching and she spread her legs wide apart involuntarily. He watched her juices run down her to the sheets below, as she came, screaming for more, screaming for him to take her, and stretch her wide open.

He smelled something mixed with her juices as she was stretched out on the cot. He watched his two wives ram their wet fingers in and out of Elena's limp body as they fed on her breasts. How aroused he got watching his women pleasure another. His cock twitched, and he pulled it out, slowly running his hands up and down his enormous shaft while he watched the girl's wetness pouring out of her as she lay there with her legs open.

Still caressing himself, he realized the smell was menstrual blood and he froze. It was the rarest to taste - the most sensual and delicious to feed on. It was not like the taste of regular blood from a bite, this was made from the shedding lining of the uterus, that which holds life itself. He inhaled deeply, closing his eyes and running his tongue over his top lip.

Turning his gaze to the girl, his eyes went completely black and his long fangs darted out of his parted lips like skin over silk.

"Bitches. Leave me"

The two women whined and sobbed at the order to depart. But when he looked at them and snarled, they fled quickly, crying down the corridor as they ran.

He pounced on top of Elena, tasting the blood left by the women's bites and he growled low in his throat. Still lost in ecstasy, Elena laid there waiting and moaning and begging to come again and he buried his face in her middle and she begged for him. He licked a straight swipe up her folds and caught her swollen, tender bit at the end, rolling it around his abnormally large tongue. He spread her legs so far apart they burned, and he continued to lick and suck all the precious blood from her insides.

The white mist rubbed her until she came over and over, drenching his face in blood and wetness. He lapped up everything she gave him up, moaning at the taste of her blood. His cock was so hard he couldn't take it anymore. He rammed his length inside her causing her to cry out in pain and her back arched off the cot at the feeling. He was huge, and it hurt.

He looked down at her flushed face before he spoke in a raspy voice.

"Oh my beauty, you're so tight for me. Do you like how I fuck you - do you like how my huge cock feeling inside you?" Elena cried out at the feel of him inside her.

"I can feel you stretch under me; I just want t rip you apart!" At that he dug his fangs into her shoulder and the mixture of pain and pleasure sent her into one, continuous orgasm. She laid there, completely submissive to him. Her body aching for more.

"I will hit every place inside you to pleasure you, even the places you didn't know you had" He licked the side of her face then bit her lip and drank from her mouth. He could feel himself about to climax, and fill her up with his seed. She will love him filling her up, the pleasure of him growing inside her walls will hit every spot. "Only I can fuck you like this, only I can fuck you so hard you come over and over and..."

He pushed inside her so hard he hit her cervix, shooting his seed deep inside. He emptying himself relentlessly inside her quivering body.

He was still rock hard.

He looked at the her under him and licked his lips. Flipping her over he placed her on all fours as she begged him for more.

"Soon my beauty, soon come all over me" He licked two fingers and slowly inserted them in Elena's rear. Then a third finger before he began pumping in and out. She shifted as it hurt a bit. Suddenly she felt a tongue on her middle and her legs spread apart again. She looked down and saw one of the women licking and sucking her and she released in her mouth with a yell. She bucked her hips forward as she was sucked dry. She then began sucking and feeding on Elena's breast and she moaned while she played with her wet folds.

He jerked his shaft and rubbed it on her cheeks, watching his woman please her.

"I'm going to fuck you now. I'm going to stick myself in your tight little ass and fill you up." He said with a dark smile "Do you like that, when my bitches's mouth is on you?" All Elena could do was moan "Are you going to come again so she can lick you up?" He whispered in her ear and began moving his length into her. The pain turned to pleasure by the feeling of a mouth on her clit again as he pumped in and out of her.

Harder and harder he rammed himself in and Elena saw stars. She felt his seed fill her up and she begged for more of him to take her. He fell on her back, panting and growling.

Leaving her body, he smiled a wicked smile and laughed. Elena was spread out on the cot completely at his mercy.

"Open your eyes darling, look at me."

She struggled to do just that simple task, her body still lost in the heat and the pleasure of what had just happened. She was dazed - dizzy. She didn't think she was even able to form words.

"Look at me" His voice was harsher, colder.

Elena opened her eyes. She screamed in horror at the thing in front of her. He laughed at her realization; a cold, inhuman laugh that was from hell itself. He cackled and clapped his hands in front of him, relishing in the look on her face when it sunk in that he, in fact, was not her beloved Hugh.

"W... Who are...what are...?" She just couldn't spit it out.

"I am Dracula" His face turned and morphed, pulled and tore, until the face of his true self was exposed. It was revolting and terrifying.

What she wouldn't give to be on the floor of Rocco's apartment, under his boot, instead of here right now.

What she wouldn't give for that hell instead of this one.