Post by Jezebel on Feb 5, 2010 13:53:18 GMT -5
The body slumped against the wall as she pulled back with a dangerous glitter to her eyes as she finished the human male. The music of rock bounced off the walls and drown the sounds of pain as she drain the useless human of its blood. Licking her lips of the blood that pooled at the corner, she moved away from the body as it fell back against the booth of the club. Her eyes flickered across the dance floor, her fangs pricked against her full lips as she drew in the smell of humans that surround her. A dangerous smile curled her lips as she moved across the dance floor with a sway of her hips. The rhythm made her body sway, but the smell of human flesh drew her to the crowed dance floor. A male with shaggy black hair and green eyes caught her attention. Handsome, but not like Donovan. Even while out on a hunt on her own, her mind went to him. The vampire had a way of sneaking into her thoughts. The male seemed to notice her and moved to her. Keeping pace with the music as he neared her. Luckily they were near the wall, easy for her to back him up against him when she needed too. Jezebel flashed the man a wicked smile as he reached her. He snaked an arm around her waist, the mid-thigh black dress swayed around her legs as she moved.
Clubs were always the best place to prey on humans, her eyes darken as he pressed his body near hers. Leaning forward, she sniffed the arch of his neck and sighed softly at the delicious scent of his neck. Her fangs tingled eager to sink into the warm surface. He rocked his hips against her and she took that as signal to start her kill. Clutching his shoulders, she backed him up against the wall stilling moving to the music. Her fangs lengthen as she pressed her lips against the pulse that beat rapidly from the dancing and his arousal that he had for her. Typical for a human male, his want for her didn’t faze her. Once his back reached the wall, it was like perfect timing when the lights darken and the strobes went on. Raising her eyes to the male’s, her lips peeled back revealing the pearly white of her fangs. The fear that seeped into his eyes made her excited. As he opened his mouth to scream, she clamped down on his neck where his voice box would be. The sound of the throat being crushed reached her ears even with the music absorbing any noise that would occur in the building.
Blood poured into her mouth, the warm liquid ran down her throat as she drank deeply. If anyone would see them, they would think that she was kissing his neck and in a way she was. The kiss of death. Her ears twitched as she listen carefully around her for a chance in footsteps if anyone was coming towards her. Alert and continuing to drain the blood from the young man, her body began to warm slightly as she drained her second male for the night. The body began to relax as it slowly died in her arms. She wondered if death was like that with her before she turned. Her human life was a blur, but she wasn’t complaining. The vampiress felt that she was almost done with the body that began to sag in her arms. Disappointment rippled through her when she realized that it didn’t last longer. Blood thirst was becoming very hard to control at the moment, with so many human near her she wanted to bit into every neck that she can. Another night she would sample more. Pulling away from the male, she pushed him against the table. It looked as if he drank to much and passed out. Normal with humans that over do it.
Walking away from the body, she turned back to the dance floor. Her hand had a mind of its own as it stroked the gold necklace that was wrapped around her neck. The opal of the chain, winked at people bringing the males and some females eyes to the creamy flesh of her skin and down to the V-cut of her black spaghetti strapped dress. Black stilettos tapped against the dance floor as she moved with that feline grace, eyes were drawn to her. The pale of her hair seemed to glow beneath the lights, her lavender eyes promised enchantment and death. They didn’t know that she was a seductress of the night, a predator of darkness, and death. It was pleasing to her that she was what humans fear, yet will never know until it’s to late. Only one other vampire that was just as deadly as her. Donovan Matthew Lenser. Just saying his name in her head, put a satisfied smile on her lips. A cold chuckle came from her lips, the sound was smooth and sultry and caught attention of some men.
Vampiress can feel their hungry gaze on her limbs and she dared them to come near her. Oh how she dared. The idea of human torture before draining their blood made her animalistic hunger growl in her head. It was like it paced back and forth like a caged animal that swipes with sharp claws against the walls of her mind. Damn, she need to calm down. If she didn’t she was bound to slice the throat of every being in the club. Liquid Silver will become a blood bath, a untamed shine was in her eyes. Her tongue ran across her upper lips as she looked for one more victim. After she finds her third victim, she plan on finding something else to do. Something fun and that would keep her entertained. Maybe she’ll go hunting in the fields for outsiders, ripping them apart limb by limb. The vampire felt like giving over to her crazed desires for the night. Either in sex or a fight. Since the only man that can take her sexual hunger was Donovan and she didn’t know whether he was going to show up, so that was an unsure option. So tormenting humans or killing outsiders was plan. Since she was stocked in blood and have the energy and strength might has well has put them to good use. First, she needed to find a third meal and then she will go out and have a bit of fun. Lips curling into a dangerous sneer at the playful evil thoughts.
Clubs were always the best place to prey on humans, her eyes darken as he pressed his body near hers. Leaning forward, she sniffed the arch of his neck and sighed softly at the delicious scent of his neck. Her fangs tingled eager to sink into the warm surface. He rocked his hips against her and she took that as signal to start her kill. Clutching his shoulders, she backed him up against the wall stilling moving to the music. Her fangs lengthen as she pressed her lips against the pulse that beat rapidly from the dancing and his arousal that he had for her. Typical for a human male, his want for her didn’t faze her. Once his back reached the wall, it was like perfect timing when the lights darken and the strobes went on. Raising her eyes to the male’s, her lips peeled back revealing the pearly white of her fangs. The fear that seeped into his eyes made her excited. As he opened his mouth to scream, she clamped down on his neck where his voice box would be. The sound of the throat being crushed reached her ears even with the music absorbing any noise that would occur in the building.
Blood poured into her mouth, the warm liquid ran down her throat as she drank deeply. If anyone would see them, they would think that she was kissing his neck and in a way she was. The kiss of death. Her ears twitched as she listen carefully around her for a chance in footsteps if anyone was coming towards her. Alert and continuing to drain the blood from the young man, her body began to warm slightly as she drained her second male for the night. The body began to relax as it slowly died in her arms. She wondered if death was like that with her before she turned. Her human life was a blur, but she wasn’t complaining. The vampiress felt that she was almost done with the body that began to sag in her arms. Disappointment rippled through her when she realized that it didn’t last longer. Blood thirst was becoming very hard to control at the moment, with so many human near her she wanted to bit into every neck that she can. Another night she would sample more. Pulling away from the male, she pushed him against the table. It looked as if he drank to much and passed out. Normal with humans that over do it.
Walking away from the body, she turned back to the dance floor. Her hand had a mind of its own as it stroked the gold necklace that was wrapped around her neck. The opal of the chain, winked at people bringing the males and some females eyes to the creamy flesh of her skin and down to the V-cut of her black spaghetti strapped dress. Black stilettos tapped against the dance floor as she moved with that feline grace, eyes were drawn to her. The pale of her hair seemed to glow beneath the lights, her lavender eyes promised enchantment and death. They didn’t know that she was a seductress of the night, a predator of darkness, and death. It was pleasing to her that she was what humans fear, yet will never know until it’s to late. Only one other vampire that was just as deadly as her. Donovan Matthew Lenser. Just saying his name in her head, put a satisfied smile on her lips. A cold chuckle came from her lips, the sound was smooth and sultry and caught attention of some men.
Vampiress can feel their hungry gaze on her limbs and she dared them to come near her. Oh how she dared. The idea of human torture before draining their blood made her animalistic hunger growl in her head. It was like it paced back and forth like a caged animal that swipes with sharp claws against the walls of her mind. Damn, she need to calm down. If she didn’t she was bound to slice the throat of every being in the club. Liquid Silver will become a blood bath, a untamed shine was in her eyes. Her tongue ran across her upper lips as she looked for one more victim. After she finds her third victim, she plan on finding something else to do. Something fun and that would keep her entertained. Maybe she’ll go hunting in the fields for outsiders, ripping them apart limb by limb. The vampire felt like giving over to her crazed desires for the night. Either in sex or a fight. Since the only man that can take her sexual hunger was Donovan and she didn’t know whether he was going to show up, so that was an unsure option. So tormenting humans or killing outsiders was plan. Since she was stocked in blood and have the energy and strength might has well has put them to good use. First, she needed to find a third meal and then she will go out and have a bit of fun. Lips curling into a dangerous sneer at the playful evil thoughts.