Bloodlust (Need 1 female, pm me if interested)

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(Need one female, pm me if interested)

The nightmare that woke Jason Call was the same that woke him up every night. The blood and screams stayed with him as he sat up in the bed at the bed and breakfast somewhere in Arizona. His body was covered in a thin layer of cold sweat as he stood up and walked over to the window. He stood there shivering as the dream was still really alive in his mind. If it only was just a dream and not the past that haunted him he could have just pushed it away. But everything in the dream was real. He had heard the screams and seen the blood.

He sighed as he stared out at the small parking lot. It was still dark but he dressed in his jeans and black t-shirt. He sat down on the bed and brushed back his brown hair from his face. He reached under the pillow and grabbed the Desert Eagle lying there. He felt a little safer with the cold steel in his hand. Not that it was much of use if he was ambushed in the small room.

Even with the gun he felt that something was wrong. Something was really wrong. He put the gun down in the waist line of his jeans and walked toward the door. He hesitated to open it. What if they waited for him right outside? They may already know that he was on their tail.

He opened the door and stepped outside. His nerves was on the edge as he looked around. No one there. Just two cars. His own light blue Volvo S40 and a Range Rover. He inhaled some of the fresh air and walked toward his car. Just then he heard a low whimper and looked to the side of the Range Rover.

He ran over to the young woman lying there. She was moving so she was obviously not dead. Jason crouched beside her. She was almost nude, only wearing panties and a bra. Jason touched her throat to find her pulse. It was racing like she was chased. He felt the two puncture wounds right away and took her chin in his hand and turned her head to the side. Yes there it was, two small fang marks.

Damn it. They had been there while he was asleep. He cursed loudly and lifted the young woman from the ground. She was burning with a fever. He felt the heat radiate from her body as he carried her to his room. He immediately took her to the bathroom and lay her on the floor.

She started to wake up as he turned on the shower. Jason didn't care that he got wet as he felt the cold water wash over them. He needed to get her cold. He sat down next to her.

"It will be alright." He hoped his smile was a convincing one. She must have been bitten less than an hour ago. At least he hoped that. The signs and her fever told him that. If he did this right he might save her from a fate worse than death. If he himself didn't fall first.
 
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Still need a female to join this vampire thriller. PM me if interested.
 
Serena shivered as the cold water ran over her burning skin. Her eyes flew open, the striking blue orbs filled with fear and confusion as she stared intently at Jason, her blonde hair falling gently across her face. Remembering, she started to scream and pull her away from Jason’s grasp, not aware that he was not one of them, those creatures that had dealt many of tortures upon her body before leaving her for dead. The wound on her neck burned as did the rest of her body, her skin feeling as if it was on fire. The cold water did little to provide relief.

Realizing that he was only there to help her, not harm her further, she stopped struggling and looked up into his eyes, an unexpected shiver running through her body.

“Who are you, “ she asked quietly, fighting the urge to close her eyes and pass out once again.”
 
Jason forced himself to not back of from her as she started to scream. She had a damn good lung capacity he thought to himself as he stayed at her side.

"I am not here to hurt you. My name is Jason and i found you outside." He say in a calm voice, trying to not alarm her.

He shiver slightly as his clothes are totally soaked by the cold water. But he stay put. He have met some people that had suffered from vampire attacks and he knew that they all reacted differently to it. One committed suicide by jumping out a window from the 6'th floor. There was no way of telling how one person would act in the first stage of the illness.

"How do you feel? Are you hot?" He ask as he reaches out, feeling her forehead with the palm of his left hand.

"Damn it. You are burning up." He mutter as he feel the heat from her skin.

The water didn't seem to have the desired effect. He hadn't expected it to cure her but he sure had hoped it would take down her fever a little. He needed ice but he dared not to leave her to go to the ice machine outside.

"You will be alright." He said with as much confidence he could muster.
 
Her fevered mind scoffed at the thought that she would be alright and it took everything she had not to laugh in his face. She wasn't so delirious that she didn't know that she would not be alright, the fever only being the tip of what was to become of her. She could already feel the strange stirings deep within her body, both pleasant and terrifying at once. Throwing her arms around his neck, she clung to his wet body, trying to escape the heat that coursed through her body.
 
Jason cursed as she clung on to him. Damn it, she was strong. He tried to break her grip on him but everytime he pried her arms from him she found a new grip on him. Out of balance he fell to his side. To an outsider it must look like a wrestling match and to some degree it was.

"Easy, easy." He tried to calm her down. She radiated a heat that sipped through his clothes.

As much as she held on to him he tried to break free without touching her private parts, which was very difficult. He couldn't help but being a little excited by the whole thing. She was after all only wearing panties and her bra. The feeling of her body against him made him feel somewhat ashamed by his reaction to it.

Finally he managed to break her grip and fell over her with her arms pinned to the floor. His breathing was hard after the hard wrestling match and he stared down and met her gaze.

"Easy. I won't hurt you i said." His voice was strained by his mixed emotions of excitement and worry.
 
Serena didn't like the feeling of her hands pinned, the scene starting to be all too much like she had already endured. His words worked to calm her down to an extent, his kind eyes not holding any danger towards her. The feeling of his body against her was beginning to make her body burn in a different way from the fever and it frightened her a little. Wrapping her legs around him, she moaned softly, grinding her hips against him, her body seeming to have a will of its own.
 
Now he faced another problem. What should he do? If he let go of her arms to get free of her legs. Well, then her arms was free and he would be caught both by her arms and legs. Her soft moan reached his ears and he cursed.

He had heard of some that got aroused after they got bitten but he had never met anyone before now. Her grinding had the desired effect and he felt that his wet jeans was really tight. It was damn uncomfortable and the hard floor didn't make it better.

"Listen!" He scream down at her. "I won't hurt you but this is not good." He try to roll to the side and break her grip on him but her legs was holding him to hard. This was not good at all. He felt sweat break out on his forehead. The cold water did not seem to be helping his own feeling of arousal. Arousal that he did not need. Not now as he was fighting to keep the upper hand against this woman.
 
All thoughts of decency had left Serena's mind as she pulled him against her. The smell of his arousal was enticing to her drugged mind, making her want more of him.

His words broke her from her stupor for a moment, the remants of the woman that she was disgusted at the wanton acts she was trying to perfom. Releasing her hold on him, she wiggled from his grip, rolling to her feet. Backing against the wall of the bathroom, she looked at him warily, trying to fight the lust that was surging through her body.

"Stay away from me," she managed to choke out, surging forward for a moment as if to grab him, before pulling herself back again.
 
He was surprised when she let go of him and rolled to her feet. Her words had him stunned for just a moment. Then she reached to grab him and he instinctively took a step back before he realised that she was at the wall again.

"I won't hurt you or touch you." He said with a soft voice. "What is your name?" He asked as he kept his eyes on her face. He still felt aroused and was determined to not look at her breasts or anywhere except from her face.

"But i won't leave. You need help and i am the only one knowing what have happened to you." His arms was hanging down his sides to let her know he wasn't a danger to her.
 
Serena watched him warily from were she crouched. His words reaching through to what human remained inside her. Thinking for a moment, a look of confusion crossed her face. "I think my name is Serena," she replied, looking up at him in desperation. She was slowly losing herself and it was terrifying her to the core.

"Help me," she whispered softly. "What is happening to me. I don't feel like myself anymore."
 
Jason looked at her helplessly. He couldn't help her. Not with the state she was in anyway. That only time could mend. He was determined to not let her be turned though. But for the time being he had to keep her in this room to see to it that she didn't hurt herself. They couldn't leave until she was more in control and that could take as long as 24 hours. Sometime longer but hopefully less.

"Serena." He say softly. "Nice name." He look at her with compassion. "You have to fight this. I know it is hard but i will be here, trying to help you." He shake his head slowly. "I can't help you to control this thing that are coursing through your veins." He hold up his hands. "But i will do my best to protect you and see to it that you will be better." He still feel the arousal as if she have infected him with it. But he try his best to ignore it.
 
"If you cannot help me," Serena gasped, drawing a ragged breath. "Just leave me alone." Moving quickly all of a sudden, Serena pushed him up against the wall, her knee pressing gently between his legs. Pulling his head down to hers, she kissed him roughly before pulling herself away from him again, trying to fight the feelings that were surging through her body. "No," she screamed to no one in particular. "Go, please. I do not know how much longer I can control myself."
 
The brief kiss shook him more than he could let on and he gasped as she pulled away. He brushed his brown hair away from his eyes and stared at her. Why didn't he bring the hand cuffs? They would have been handy now. Because they were useless on vampires was the immediate response. He tried to compose himself and inhaled deeply.

"I can't leave. Not while you are like this." He tried to keep his voice calm but knew that he failed. He was shaken. How could he control her when she was like this? What if she was like this for 24 hours?

"Fight it!" He urged her as he stood, feeling the uncertainty rush through him. He was doubting himself. Was he doing the right thing. He could just close the door and block it with a chair or something. He immediately disbanded that thought as she could do something to herself if he didn't watch over her.
 
"I can't...." Serena stuttered. "I can't fight it, the feelings are too strong." Serena, grabbed onto the towel rack, trying to hold herself back from lunging at him again. Her body shook violently as she fought the feelings that were surging through her. Suddenly, the towel rack snapped away from the wall and she was upon him, her lunge pushing him to the ground, her mouth desperately seeking his mouth as her hands torn at his shirt.
 
Oh christ! She was so damn strong. It was hard to fight both her and himself. He was a man. And as such her assault was damn hard to resist. Her hungry mouth against his demanded his surrender. Something he was reluctant to give. She ripped open his t-shirt and he gasped against her lips as her hands was on his chest.

His thoughts was in turmoil as he knew he liked this but shouldn't. There was something very erotic about aggressive women. She held him down and he couldn't resist to taste her with his tongue.

Fight it...

Fight her...

Fight...

Fight...

He kept telling himself that he had to fight the situation with all his might. But his body seemed to want something else. As if he where controlled by someone else, suddenly he returned the kiss with a passion he had never felt. His tongue swirled with hers as if he couldn't get enough of her. His arms somehow was around her back, holding her down to him and he felt her breasts pressing against his torso.
 
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As he kissed her passionately, Serena felt all her control slip from her body. The lust and passion that was rolling through her body in hot waves was keeping her from thinking straight, her mind only on him and what her body wanted, no needed from him.

Moving her hands to his belt, she quickly undid it, along with his zipper, slipping her hand inside to rub against his cock through his underwear. The feel of his cock on her hand made the lust surge more strongly and she let out a strangled cry. Moving her lips from his, she kissed down the side of his neck and across his chest, taking his nipple in her mouth, sucking on it hard.
 
He was losing the little control he had and losing it fast. When her hand reached inside his jeans and stayed on his cock a low groan escaped his lips. Every conscious thought he had left as her lips closed over his nipple. Her mouth and tongue almost got him over the edge.

He kept thinking that this wasn't right. But the thoughts vanished as fast as he got them. The sensations she brought to him with her mouth and hand was almost to much and he reached down and grabbed the hand that was rubbing his cock in his. He lifted it to his mouth and tasted her fingers with his tongue before taking two in his mouth. His other hand unclasped her bra. He was almost out of any rational thoughts by now.
 
ooc: sorry took so long to reply

Serena groaned at the feel of his hot mouth on her fingers, pulling her hand away, she slowly, tantalizingly, kissed and licked down his chest, her hand at the waist of his pants. Tugging roughly, she pulled his jeans and underwear down together, his erect cock springing free. Moving down his body, she took him in her mouth, her tongue licking the tip of his cock seductively as the rest of her mouth slid slowly up and down upon him.
 
Her lips and tongue going down his chest was a delicate torture for Jason. When she pulled down his pants he almost panicked. He was almost ready to just get away from her when her mouth closed over the head of his cock. Damn it felt good. Her tongue teasing and playing with the tip and her mouth taking it in her mouth forced a groan from his lips.

Being a little over a year since he last had a blow job he knew he wouldn't last very long. He hadn't had sex since that night 13 months ago. Usually he took care of it himself. But her mouth was different than his own hand. He sat up and grabbed her hair, persuading her to take him deeper and faster. His body tensed as he felt his climax approaching.
 
Serena flinched at the feel of his hand in her hair, the memory of the tortures she had already endured that night sending a shot of fear to her heart. It took a moment for her to remind herself that he was not one of them and he was not here to harm her.

She could feel his body tense and his cock grow in her mouth as he approached his climax. Moving her mouth off of his cock before he came, she smiled at him deviously before licking slowly up his quivering cock. Precum gleamed on his cock and she knew by the strained look in his eyes that he wanted more than her soft licks.

Placing her hand on his balls, she squeezed gently as she once again lowered her mouth on his hard cock, gently brushing her teeth along his shaft as she moved against him. Humming softly she sent vibrations through his cock, smiling at his tortured moan.
 
Her mouth was torturing him and he moaned with a desire that shook him to the core. He saw her smile but couldn't return it as he grimaced with pleasure. Her licking the shaft was just a brief pause before she took his cock in her mouth again. Her hands on his balls and the feel of her teeth's almost made him come right then. His hands clenched and opened as he tried to focus on something else.

It was no use. All his feelings was directed toward what she did with her mouth and he gasped as her teeth's brushing his cock again.

"Sweet god." He muttered as he started to buck up against her. He groaned and moaned as he felt his cock twitch and he spurts the white fluid and fill her mouth. He gasp at the intense orgasm and bucks up against her.
 
Serena continued to suck on his cock as his come filled her mouth, swallowing it down eagerly. Her hands moved to his hips, holding him from thrusting into her mouth as she deep moved her mouth over him quickly, sucking him dry before moving away from his cock again.

Sitting back on her heels, Serena paused, tasting the saltiness of his cum in her mouth. Lust surged through her body, making her want more of him, to satisfy the hunger that was continuing to grow deep inside her. Taking his cock in her hand, she stroked him hard, her eyes gleaming as he became hard again in her hand.

Standing, she slowly slid her panties down her hips, watching his eyes as she did so. Stepping out of her underwear, she moved quickly to pin him to the floor, before he could get up or move away from her. Grabbing his hands, she held them above his head as she kissed his neck and chest softly before rubbing her wet pussy against the tip of his throbbing cock.
 
Jason breathed hard as he saw the lust in her eyes. Her hand stroking his cock had him hard again in no time. If he hadn't experienced it he wouldn't had believed it. When she took of her panties he stared at her. The lack of discipline he showed was a shock to him. But she was so damn tempting. It was wrong, he knew that. She wasn't herself and he started to get some of his control back.

That lasted until she pinned him down again and straddled him, holding his hands above his head and kissing his chest and neck. He groaned when her hot pussy rubbed against his cock.

He closed his eyes. Trying to get his composure back. He knew what she wanted but he had already taken advantage of her. It had been great but he was torn about it. If he fucked her it would be taking more advantage of her. He was tempted to just let her sink down over his hard and needy cock but somehow he found the strength to resist.

With a renewed strength her broke her hold of his hands and managed to sit up with her thighs straddling him. He groaned as his cock almost nestled in between her slick pussy lips. Even as he was tempted to enter her he was determined to ease her needs without taking more advantage of her than he needed.

He twisted and turned with her in his arms until she lay under him. Thankfully he wasn't in a position for penetration. His hand reached down between their bodies and his fingers found her swollen and wet pussylips. His mouth claimed hers and his tongue slipped in between her lips as his fingers rubbed her cunt hard and fast.
 
His hand on her pussy made her arch against him, wanting more than just his fingers inside her. Her moans increased as her desire burned through her body, consuming her completely. Her tongue battled his as he kissed her, driving her desire even further. Thrusting her hips so that his hand delved deep into her hot pussy, she moaned loudly, breaking away from his kiss.

"Fuck me," she hissed, the words coming from her mouth not her own. The desire and lust in her body now taking over and having a mind of its own.
 
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