Blood Drive

The guy squirms against me like a worm on a hook. He's in his early twenties, built like a defensive lineman big muscles, big gut, no neck. He keeps moaning and pressing himself against my chest and I have to hold his head to keep a good grip. Culebra said he'd been here before, but the way he's wriggling around, I'm afraid I'm hurting him.

I swallow a mouthful of blood, open my eyes, and look up at Culebra. I need more but I'm unsure if I should continue.

Culebra's arms are crossed on his chest. He isn't paying attention. In fact, he looks bored, and when he feels my eyes on him, he shrugs and says, "What?"

My thoughts reach out. Should I stop?

His own come back. Have you had enough?

No. But he keeps moving.

He rolls his shoulders again. He's been well paid. He's here because he wants to be. He is not a virgin, you know. He's done this many times before. He moves because he finds it pleasurable. Watch his hands.

I do. They're at his crotch, caressing a bulge in his jeans.

Oh my god. Is he...?

The lines on Culebra's face deepen as he grins. You could make it more pleasurable for him, you know. All you would have to do is

I gulp two or three more mouthfuls. I know what he's going to say. All I want is the blood. Just what I need to refresh and restore. I've learned to ignore the other sensation, the thrill that spirals into powerful sexual hunger if you let it. When I finish and pull away, the kid actually groans louder and reaches up to pull my head back down to his neck.

Culebra laughs. I hear as well as sense it.

I reach down and help the kid into a sitting position. "Are you all right?"

His mouth curves upward in a grin, but his eyes are clouded. He makes no move to get up. "You didn't have to stop, you know." It's a combination of a growl and a whine. One hand remains between his legs and the other is on his neck, though there's not a mark to show I've drunk.

I always make sure of that.

I raise an eyebrow at Culebra.

Jeanne C. Stein wuchs in San Diego auf, wo auch ihre Anna-Strong-Romane spielen. Heute lebt sie mit ihrem Ehemann außerhalb von Denver, Colorado. Neben der Arbeit an ihren Büchern gibt sie einen Newsletter für einen Bierimporteur heraus und hält sich durch Kickboxen in Form.