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Scent (6)
I settled down next to her and laid on her chest. "I love you," I said.
She looked at me and gave me a wary smile, "I love you too."
"I know you feel bad," I said, "for killing that woman. But it’s for survival."
"How many humans have you killed?" Bette asked.
I turned away from her trying to fight back tears, knowing that my answer would not be a good one. I killed alot of humans, especially during the great depression where resources were limited but humans roaming the streets were a dime a dozen.
"I gather that means alot," Bette said softly.
"Counting would only hurt me further," I said, "some of those people didn’t deserve their fate."
"So you feel bad then?" Bette asked.
"At first I did, but then I got used to it," I explained, "it’s for survival."
"How do you get used to taking a human life?" Bette asked.
"You don’t really get used to that, you just have to tell yourself that it’s neccesary in order to live," I said.
I was still facing away from her, not wanting to get lost in her expressive eyes.
"So the guilt will go away?" she asked snuggling up to my back anmd draping her arm around my waist.
"Eventually," I said.
The cabin door opened and Dana and Alice stumbled in locked in a passionate kiss. Bette and I remained quiet as they stumbled onto Dana’s bed, tearing at each other’s clothes.
I looked over to Shane and Carmen who lifted their heads to acknowledge the encounter, then snuggled back into bed, not saying a word but not looking away.
It was more or less the same for Bette and I. We stayed like that snuggling as we silently watched the display. They had successfully taken off all their clothes and were grinding passionately against each other.
I turned around in Bette’s arms, preferring to watch Bette’s reactions to Dana and Alice’s lovemaking. Bette looked into my eyes for a moment then looked over my head to Dana and Alice.
Alice’s soft moans filled the room. Bette’s breathing became heavier. From the corner of my eye I could see Carmen and Shane making out in their own bed. Us vampires are such sensual creatures.
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let the battle began
Have been reading since day one and I still don’t understand it but I’m reading because I can’t stop for some reason. It’s like a train wreck to me. You have one very vivid imagination. Thanks for posting.
wonderful update. I hope everything goes ok tomorrow. Thank you for this story.
Orgies and killing… that’s not going to be peaceful. There have to be willing human donors out there so that the vampires can feed without people being killed. I hope if (likely when) they all come out of the battle against Helena, that Bette never starts feeling less guilty about taking lives. Or, if she absolutely HAS to kill, that she eats the people that probably need killing anyway. (Rapists, child molesters, serial killers, warlords). Vampire vigilantism! In lieu of ever having to work and pay taxes again, she and the other vamps can save human tax payers countless dollars in resources and police man hours by thinning the herds of evil-doers and criminals. lol ;P Thanks for the post!
Thank you for the update.Let the vampires win.
That was great and hot, love it. Can’t wait to see the fight and hope they will win and maybe they all can be friend. Please post more, thanks!