Prey

The night was cool and clear. It was a night that made you want to curl up on a blanket with your lover and gaze up at the milky splash of the galactic disk stretching across the clear night sky. It was a night to be stealing kisses while you point out constellations. It was a night to relax, let all your cares melt away into the silver light of the star canopy.

Drev was anything but relaxed as he sat on a stone bench in the Vesper Gardens, the dome of the Heavens stretched out above him. He sat watching people strolling along the paths, stopping occasionally to admire one of the night-blooming flowers. The flowers' scents filled the air, but all he could smell was blood. It had been a while since he'd last fed, probably two weeks, and the hunger burned angrily.

Normally, he could just go to a club and have a woman hanging on him within a half-hour, drunk on his pheromones and looking for a hard screw by this sexy guy that reminded her of a rockstar she couldn't quite think of. And he'd be more than willing to oblige; for a sip of blood. And she'd never know what happened. She'd wake up the next morning with vague memories of a wild night with a hot guy and a mind-blowing orgasm. She probably wouldn't even notice the two tiny marks on her neck.

But now it was more difficult than that. Now that he and Wren were officially "dating"Â?, he couldn't bring himself to fuck another woman, even just for a feeding. Would it be cheating, even if he derived no sexual pleasure from it? He wasn't sure, and it wasn't exactly something he could discuss with Wren. So, he'd have to find another way.

What if he didn't tell her? What if he took advantage of random women like he'd been doing, but just didn't tell her? He'd probably still feel guilty about doing it, and that was the crux of the matter. What if he didn't take any pleasure from it, besides the satisfying of his vampiric need for blood?

Drev turned this over in his mind for several long minutes.

Wasn't cheating when a man or woman went outside the relationship in order to satisfy a need or desire that they couldn't satisfy in their relationship? Cheating occurs when a relationship is lacking something, right?

There were sexual things that were absent in his relationship with Wren: fellatio, anal experimentation, and anything even mildly kinky, really. But he didn't resent her for it. Not at all. In fact, he loved her more for it because those were all things that they could discover together. It would be new for her, and that made it all the more appealing to him. He wanted to be her first in so many things, and he was willing to wait for her to be ready.

And the sex they did have was... indescribable. It seemed to get better every time; more intense, more passionate, and much easier. There really was no reason for him to even consider going anywhere for sexual fulfillment; he was satisfied with what he and Wren shared.

So what if sex was just a means to an end? What if he only fucked women to get close enough to feed? If anything, it would just make him want Wren even more. To know that he had a woman he actually wanted to be with, a woman he actually enjoyed making love to at home would just make him want to get back to her all the more quickly.

"Excuse me?"Â? The voice that pulled Drev out of his reverie was raspy but very feminine. When he looked up, he found an attractive businesswoman standing before him. She was wearing black slacks and a white blouse that molded to the curves of her body. Her blonde hair was unbound and flowing down her back. An amber pendant hung on a gold chain around her neck. The top two buttons of her blouse were unbuttoned; one more and he'd have a nice view of her deep cleavage. Her hands were clasped behind her back, probably holding her high heels. She must have just got out of the office, and came to the Gardens to unwind a bit. "I hate to bother you, but are you the guy from Starface?"Â?

"Don't tell anyone,"Â? Drev replied with a smile and gestured to the bench next to him. "Would you like to sit down?"Â?

"Â?Oh, I don't want to bother you..."Â? Drev could see in her eyes that she didn't mean a word of it; she didn't give a shit about his privacy, or about his desire to be alone. There was excitement shining in her eyes, and he knew that he already had her - if he wanted her. He gave her a smile and watched it melt away the last of her resistance.

"It's no trouble at all,"Â? he assured her. She'd placed a hand over her chest when his smile had stolen the breath from her lungs, and Drev took the opportunity to reach out with his Telekinesis, just a tiny little finger of thought, and flipped the third button of her blouse through its hole. She didn't notice. She extended her hand and Drev got a view of her cleavage.

"My name's Lisa, and I'm a really big fan,"Â? she said as she shook his hand. The curves of her ample breasts only made him think of Wren's breasts. This Lisa girl had a nice chest, but it couldn't hold a candle to Wren's. He suddenly had a very strong desire to be back at home, curled around Wren in bed, just holding her, feeling her bare skin against his.

"Thank you,"Â? Drev said with another smile. Just looking into her eyes he could see that she was hooked. He had her completely and totally; all he'd have to do is suggest it. As a testament to her level of thrall, he popped another button on her blouse as she straightened, and still she didn't notice. He could probably strip her completely naked with his mind, and she'd just stand there and grin like a star-struck schoolgirl.

"Could I... If you wouldn't mind, I mean... Could I get your autograph?"Â?

Drev gave up on her sitting down next to him, so he rose and brought his body close to hers. "How about something even better?"Â? he asked, looking down into her dazed eyes.

"Even better?"Â? she asked dumbly, and Drev had to stifle his rising frustration.

"Yes, even better. But perhaps we should go back to your car...?"Â? It took a few seconds for the suggestion to sink in, but when it did, she nearly collapsed. Drev held her up, and after a moment, he gave her his arm and she led them back to where her Lexus was parked. It was directly underneath one of the lights in the parking lot; just what you'd expect of a smart, independent woman such as Lisa here. But it didn't matter - hers was the only car in this lot.

It took her a few attempts to hit the right button on her key remote, but once she got it she turned around and kissed Drev. He returned it eagerly enough, but there was no passion behind it. She didn't seem mind. He reached around her, opened the door, and guided her into the backseat. By the time she was fully in the car, her blouse was completely unbuttoned, exposing her breasts sheathed in a lacy pink bra. She still hadn't noticed. Or maybe she just didn't care.

Maybe this wasn't going to be so difficult, afterall, Drev thought as he climbed into the backseat. Lisa wrapped her legs around him as he moved up above her, bringing his face in line with hers. Her hands were all over him, at first trying to pull his shirt up, but then abandoning it to remove his pants. He suddenly hated the look in her eyes, hated the way her mouth hung open, the way her breath smelled of coffee, hated her. He lowered his head to kiss the side of her neck, and luckily he was able to forget about the woman pawing all over him. It was just sensations now, just feeling skin against skin.

"Oh my god!"Â? Her hand had found his cock, still flaccid, and the eagerness in her voice almost made him get out of the car. With a growl against her neck, Drev pulled her hand out of his pants and ripped hers open with his Telekinesis. She was moaning louder and louder, sounding like a girl in a porno vid that's paying more attention to the camera than to her partner. He shifted his hips to keep his organ away from her cleft as he tasted the soft skin of her neck, racing a small circle where his teeth would penetrate momentarily. He reached down between their bodies and found her slick and ready. She screamed
and thrust her hips up when his finger found her swelling bud. He circled it gently, and her moans started sounding even more fake.

Finally he couldn't stand this woman any more; he wanted to get this over with. Almost gently, his canines punctured the skin of her neck and her warm blood began trickling into his mouth. He drank slowly, bringing her to the brink of climax, then with a pinch of her clit, she tumbled over the edge. He drank more quickly as she came; the blood tasted fresh and healthy. At least the night wasn't a total waste.

When he was finished feeding, she was unconscious beneath him. He rose to kneel, his organ still flaccid between his legs. The smell of this woman's pussy was heavy in the closed space of the car, and it grated his nerves. But it also reminded him of Wren's scent. An image of her slowly formed in his mind.

Wren was lying open before him, her soft, perfect netherlips glistening in invitation. Her breasts were full and round, nipples stiff and swollen. Her scent of arousal drifted on the air like a warm summer breeze. But it was the look in her eyes that made Drev's cock begin to stir. It was the look of love in her eyes, the look that seemed to say 'I'm not entirely sure about this, but I know it will be okay because I'm with you.'

Drev closed his eyes and he saw Wren even more clearly. He saw her delicate face beneath him, contorted in pleasure as he eased himself into her and began moving within her slick sheathe. Three little words - "I love you"Â? - that meant so much passed his blood-reddened lips as he stroked faster and faster, Wren's breasts sliding up and down with each thrust.

His eyes came open suddenly and his breath caught in his throat. He looked down at the woman before him. She was a very attractive woman, but she was not Wren. Still, he should have been able to grow erect just by looking at her body. But he hadn't. It wasn't until he thought of Wren that he began to grow hard. Was Wren the only woman that could arouse him anymore?

With a mental shake, he redressed, called on his Blending ability, and slipped out of the car and through the Gardens unnoticed.

A few minutes later, he slipped into the condo and passed silently to the bedroom where Wren lay sleeping soundly. He stood in the doorway for a few moments, just looking down at her. He was relieved to feel no guilt. Feeding was a chore, afterall, something he didn't enjoy.

Drev slipped out of his clothes and into the shower. He let the hot water wash the memory of that woman from his mind and body. As the memories of her faded, he started thinking about Wren again. He began to stiffen and with Wren so vivid in his mind's eye, it was quick work to bring himself a much needed release.

He finished the shower, toweled off and brushed his teeth. He left the towel in the bathroom and slipped into bed behind Wren. He shuddered in content when he felt her familiar body against his and buried his face in the thick locks of her raven hair. He pulled in her scent and mouthed those three little words again, a whisper that only he and the stars heard.