“What happened?” Shane asked after she’d taken
most of the blood, her color already returning. From hot white to a pale blue,
shifting changing swirling and Shane felt pulled into those eyes again.

“I don’t know. I had a vision, and it… It drained me… that never happened
before. There were these children….” Jo
admitted, struggling to get to her feet. She took the bag of blood and cut the
blood feed off.

Shane stood and looked down at the floor of the
club, seeing Tina with a woman. A stunning
woman, and she felt the soft pangs of jealousy as she saw the woman lightly
touch Tina’s hand.

“My client.” Jo told her and Shane
put her hands to the glass, wanting to break through it and fall the 4 stories
and wring the woman’s neck. “Not going to happen,” Jo
said matter-of-factly. “Tempered glass, I don’t think even I could break it.” Jo
bit the bag and quickly drank the rest of the blood, following with the second
bag. She favored this way of drinking; the needles bothered her, always had and
always would. She didn’t spill a drop, she never did.

Jo walked to the bedroom and shed her clothes;
she walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Not even bothering to
tell Shane anything else, she just wanted her
own blood off her body. It made her all too aware of her own mortality, such as
it was. The warm water washed over her and she heard Shane
coming into the room.

“Jo, what is going on? You aren’t supposed to
bleed like that.” Shane demanded and Jo
scrubbed her face,

“I know. Since the vortex I’ve been…weak. I haven’t found my balance yet.” JoShane pushed the glass doors open,
the water spraying on her as Jo

“Shane…” Jo cautioned and Shane shook her head,
tapping Jo’s temple.

“Here, do it here.” Shane begged, and Jo
swallowed as Shane pushed into her naked body,
the residue of blood draining off into the drain. Soft circles of pinks and
reds as Shane’s lips found Jo’s pulse on her neck.

You’re weak because you are feeding from
cold lifeless blood…. Shane said in
her mind, knowing Jo could hear her.

I can’t very well feed on innocents… Jo
shot back and Shane lapped at her neck, a soft
moan escaping Jo’s throat and Shane
moved her hand down between Jo’s legs, finding a
wetness not from the shower.

We can’t do this, Shane… Jo begged
as Shane’s fangs pierced her flesh, and Jo
was caught in the ecstasy of the blood lust. Her head fell back, giving Shane
the opportunity to suckle on her neck, the blood flowing into her mouth as she
swallowed.

Shane… Stop… Jo
begged again, and Shane didn’t stop, there was
no going back, this was more than just a need, it was a want.

Shane thrust into Jo,
her hips gyrating to the beat of their matching pulses, Shane’s
hand working and rubbing Jo as the water began
to grow colder. Neither woman noticed as the hot flood of an orgasm rocked Jo
hard, her breath stopping for just an instant.

Jo’s fingers wrapped into Shane’s
thick mane of hair and tore her head away from her neck, and Shane’s
fingers pressed into Jo’s core again, willing
her to respond to her. Curling into her, her palm pressing her erect clit and Jo
growled in a primal manner. Jo tilted Shane’s head back and sank her fangs into
Shane, both of them lost to anything else going on in the world.

~*~*~*~*~*

Do You Breathe My Name
JanetMG

Do you breathe my name?
As you play out your cat and mouse game?
Your many masks are impenetrable
I beg for you to be sensible
My life in a tale spin
As you delve into our shared sin
You never leave in haste
Savoring every last taste
I know you breathe my name
Because I do the same