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both down to the edge of the table and pushed me forward, he played at my ass with the tip of his dick at first and then without hesitation shoved it into me and I cried out as Hunter placed his hand on my face and looked into my eyes. Hunter would thrust, and then Zack and they once again found a perfect rhythm and I could not speak, or think, all I could do was allow it to fill me and when the orgasm came, it came just as Hunter predicted… a hurricane that rocked me to my core and they both bit into me and fed and it sent me over the edge of sanity, which I had not been in 111 years since Hunter first took my cherry and fucking ate it, stem and all.
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    I woke in my bed. At first it was normal and then as I rolled over and rubbed my forehead the memory came like a freight train and I sat up and sucked in my breath, remembering all the ways I had allowed Hunter and Zack to violate me. I pulled the sheets off and looked down my body at many bites, healing quickly but still there none the less and I pushed myself out of bed and could just kick my own ass for not killing him. Fucking Hunter, vampire…excellent fuck, no…killed my father, changed me into a beast…can fuck so good…no. I stepped into my bathroom and looked into the mirror and shook my head. I looked worse than I ever had before. I was paler, almost a blue tint welling up under my skin. I then felt a pain in my stomach and doubled over as it made me throw up onto the floor. I wiped my mouth and stumbled back as I stared at the dark curdled blood on the floor and turned and ran cold water in the sink. I splashed my face and then felt something strange in my mouth. I rolled my tongue along my teeth and hissed as I cut through my own flesh and spit blood out into my white sink. I opened my mouth and leaned back to see sharp barbed like teeth starting to protrude from above my normal canine teeth. I closed my mouth and covered it quickly, shaking my head and stepping back from the mirror. I then looked over and saw the body, lying in the tub, neck severed, eyes open and pale blue and I screamed and slipped on the blood on the floor, falling and getting it all over me. I tried to calm down but with uncontrolled panic, that causes more problems than anything. I finally stumbled to my feet and ran out into the living room. I looked around feeling like the room was spinning all around me and stepped on the remote on the floor. The TV flipped on behind me and I heard the news before I saw it.
    “The nightclub known as “Plague” was the horrific scene of two deaths last night…one male, one female…identity still to be determined as it seems the heads were removed and have not been located yet.”
    I turned and swallowed hard as I looked up and saw two bodies being covered up and recognized Rachel’s dress and Zack’s belt buckle, which was hard to forget, as it was a pentagram. I sucked in my breath as I heard his voice and turned again to face him.
    “Hunter,” I said as I clinched my fists and tried to relax them.
    “Oh Vanessa, you look wonderful covered in blood,” he said as he grinned.
    I looked down and shook my head.
    “What have you done?” I asked him.
    “What do you mean?”
    I pointed at the bathroom. “There is a man in my tub looking dead, in fact I know he is.”
    Hunter smiled. “It would seem to be so.”
    “And where are Rachel and Zack?” I asked him.
    He sucked on his teeth for a moment and picked at them, pulling out something and then eating it.
    “They just didn’t seem to be team material Vanessa.”
    I blinked and started to shake my head.
    “I thought you came back for me, because you wanted to be with me, to be with us Hunter.”
    He grinned and crossed his arms on his chest. “I came back for you, bearing gifts and quite honestly I am not appreciating the insinuations Vanessa.”
    I stepped towards him.
    “Hunter, there is dead man in my tub and I saw Rachel and Zack, or parts of them on TV.”
    “Well,”