Alec and Krista stood on the balcony staring at the people rushing around below. Krista leaned over, eying all of the possible victims. It had been almost two weeks since they had last eaten. The journey had been hard, but Alec didn't want to take the chance of being found out.
"Why can't we eat now?" Krista asked, focusing her gray-eyed gaze on him.
Alec sighed. She was still wet behind the ears. "Krista, you know the laws. We have to wait until the moon is high and be careful of what we eat."
She turned back to the view of the street. A few of the men looked good enough to eat, she thought. But then again, so did some of the women. She knew how much Alec liked the women. He liked to toy with them first. Controlling their minds, making them cum without even touching them. Slowly he would seduce them and then as he made love to them, he would drain their blood. Everything with him was a long drawn out romance. But she had to admit that she loved watching him.
Alec watched Krista and for a brief moment allowed himself to enter her mind. She was so young that she still couldn't sense it. He smiled to himself as he heard her thoughts. So, he mused, she liked watching. She was right about him taking his time. He hated the word 'Fuck' and he hated to be rushed. A woman was too beautiful of a thing to waste. He stared at Krista's figure and thought that his creator had made a wise choice in turning her. She was a beauty. Her long red hair still shimmered and her gray eyes were sharp and piercing. She was tall and her body was well rounded where it should be. She was young, only 25 vampire years old, 43 in human years. She still had a lot of learning to do.
Krista turned and spoke to him. "I am going to take a bath."
"Fine," Alec said, "just be quick. We have an hour and a half before finding food."
Krista walked through the double doors and into the suite they shared. She stopped at the small bar and quickly made herself a drink before she slipped into the bathroom. She sipped the drink as she let the huge bathtub fill up. She laughed to herself as she thought of all the myths about her kind. The one about her kind not being able to eat or drink anything but blood stuck out in her head. If she couldn't drink anything but blood, she would've died on that cruise.
She stripped off her dress, turned off the water and slowly sank into the tub. She stretched her leg up and watched as the water streamed down it and fell back into the tub. Then lowered it back into the warm water. She liked the way she looked. Her legs were long and shapely, her hips were curvy, her waist was small and her breasts were nice and round. She felt her nipples harden as she thought about her body. A wicked smile formed on her lips. Getting aroused by one's own body must be sinful. She giggled and slowly moved her hands over her breasts. Her nipples seemed to get even harder. She rolled them between her fingers, making herself moan. They were so sensitive, and the men she had fucked loved them. She loved the word 'Fuck' it made her hot all over. The great master had used the word whenever he had sex with her. She had been his sex toy, used completely for sex and sex alone. She had loved it. Before he had turned her, he would make her have endless orgasms before laying a finger on her. Then he would take her savagely. Causing pain and pleasure at the same time. Her body trembled at the thought of the things he used to do to her.
But he was gone. Killed by a relentless vampire hunter. She shook her head. All she had now were the memories.
The water was getting cool, but her body still felt like it was on fire. She needed release after fantasizing about her master. She slid her hand from her breast downward and between her spread legs. Moaning as she parted her lips and found her clit. It was already swollen and ready. She rubbed it, and then slowly flicked it with her fingers. Her other hand soon followed and she slid two fingers into her hole. Pumping while her other hand rubbed and toyed with her clit.
"Feels so good." She moaned. Hitting the exact spot over and over again. The water made it so easy to slide fingers in and out. She moved them faster. She needed to cum. Her body answered her silent request and rewarded her with an explosive orgasm. She moaned and arched her back, causing water to splash over the walls of the tub and onto the floor.
She heard clapping "Bravo, Krista! Bravo!" Alec stood in the bathroom door. "An excellent performance. I just hope you haven't exhausted yourself for tonight." He laughed and left the doorway.
She hated him. She hated his cool arrogance. He had never touched her in that way. Never even seemed interested in her. Not that she cared. But just once she would love to have him beg for her.
She smiled to herself and eased out of the tub. She would make him want her.
Krista picked up the towel she had folded and placed on a shelf and lightly toweled her creamy white skin dry. Then she wrapped it around her and strolled into the bedroom. Alec had returned to the balcony, so she was free to get dressed without any more comments.
She chose an emerald green silk blouse and a clingy black skirt. It was sexy without being too obvious. She decided on no bra, then slipped the cool material on and buttoned it up. She slid on a black lace thong. Pulled on black stockings, then stepped into the skirt and eased it up over her legs and zipped it up at the side. Looking in the mirror, she decided that all she needed was some blush and eyeliner. She framed her eyes in kohl and added a rosy color to her cheeks. She smiled at the image, as she ran a brush through her long hair. She thought about pulling it up, then decided she looked sexier with it down.
Krista slid on a pair of slinky shoes, then walked out to the balcony where Alec was waiting.
"See anyone suitable?" She asked him.
"A few possibilities. I have seen quite a few people enter that bar over there." He pointed across the street at a building with a bright neon 'Open' sign. "Must be a popular night spot."
"Well shall we go check it out? The bewitching hour is here." She smiled.
He looked at her for the first time since she had changed. "Nice. Not too obvious. Glad you didn't decide to wear that leopard print dress."
"Hey, last time that dress worked just fine." She glared at him.
"Yes, and as I recall you were standing on a street corner." He laughed and walked towards the door. "Remember to lock the balcony doors. We don't need any thieves."
Krista stuck her tongue out at his back, then pulled the doors closed behind her. She loved the slamming noise she had made. She threw back the bolt and stomped across the room to the suite door. Alec pulled it open. "Ladies first." He said and then waved for her to exit. She winked at him and then strolled out the door. He closed and locked it behind him.
Even though she disliked him, she had to admit that he could be quite charming and was an impressive figure. His hair was jet black, and his eyes almost a matching color. His skin kept its tan color, even though most vampires were pale. He was or had been a Creole. She had found that out after many visits to New Orleans. He was also close to 200 years old.
They walked down the impressive set of stairs instead of taking the elevator. She watched all of the people in the lobby below as she traipsed down the stairs. Noticing a nice looking man here and there.
