“This way. Hurry.”

I could smell her desperation and her need as I let her drag me into the alley beside the night club. I shoved her up against the brick wall that was vibrating due to the heavy bass rhythm being blasted inside the establishment and shoved her skirt up past her hips.

She wasn’t wearing anything underneath it.

Perfect.

I didn’t kiss her because my fangs were already descending. I shouldn’t have waited so long to hunt, but…

Her hands were on my pants, freeing my cock. She spread herself wide and I bent my knees slightly so that I could ram straight up into her with a single, smooth thrust.

She screamed.

I muted the sound with my hand, briefly whispering an incantation that would shield us from potential witnesses with a magical barrier. Then I took her. Hard and fast, the only sound in our space being the wet slap of flesh against flesh, her increasingly frantic cries, and our breathing.

She clawed her fingers into my back as I slammed into her. The pain was faint but enough to nearly make me see red—an automatic defensive response for my kind as my fangs lengthened even further.

It wasn’t the only part of my body that I could expand, and I let that magic take over now, mainly for my amusement rather than anything else.

She let out an audible gasp and tightened around my growing shaft. “This can’t be happening. You—”

I didn’t answer. She would not remember this encounter after we were done, so there was no need for explanations.

Her head fell back as our hips rocked together in an ever faster rhythm. In the darkness, my enhanced vision could just make out the pulse point beating frantically under the delicate skin. Making my mouth water in anticipation.

“You feel so good, baby.” she whispered.

Annoyance put a temporary damper on my hunger, both carnal and for the need to feed. I don’t know why it bothered me so much. I hadn’t even bothered to give her my real name and had already forgotten hers, but there was something about that immature and infantile endearment that had always bothered me.

No matter.

This female, no matter how delightful she felt as her wet cunt squeezed around my cock, was nothing but a means to an end. She would never be like… her.

Damn it.

That was the last thing I needed to be thinking about: the vampire who had created me. I had not seen her in more than two centuries but always seemed to be comparing the woman I was currently with to her. And always at the most inconvenient times.

I needed to feed and get out of here.

The contractions of this woman’s pussy intensified and I knew she was getting close to cumming. I had to time this just right…

She let out a harsh scream, her body stiffing against mine. I plunged my fangs into her neck, tasting her blood and the exquisite rush of pleasure racing through her veins. She was too caught up in her orgasm to notice.

I drank as long as I dared, never stopping the motion of my hips. Using the slide of my cock inside her to keep her distracted from what was happening. She came for me again and again as I slowly withdrew my fangs and licked at the small puncture wounds in her throat, ensuring that they would heal without any trace left behind.

Only then did I give in to the basic pleasure of the moment. Letting myself cum.

I stayed inside her for a while, waiting for her to at least partially regain her senses and for my orgasm to finish. Then I withdrew, my cock still hard, but now the arousal was only a side-effect of the feed and not necessarily for her any longer. I had already taken what I needed. The energy she had given off during her climax, as well as her blood, would sustain me for a while.

She sagged against the wall, her legs shaking. “That was amazing.”

“You’ll forget about it by morning.”

Her head snapped up and despite the heavy eyeliner and other makeup smeared around her eyes, her expression of confusion was clear. “Never.”

I laughed, but not from amusement. I was too bored with this routine for to feel that emotion any longer. “You will.” I placed one hand under her chin, forcing her to look me straight in the eyes. “You will forget. Everything.”