"Roxie?" Michael stared at the lifeless girl.
He climbed off of her quickly and moved to stand by Roxie's side.
"You have to save her!" He cried moving back to Vickie's side and staring down into her sightless eyes.
"It's too late Michael. She is dead."
Michael stood and glared at Roxie.
"You said we didn't kill them. You lied to me!"
Roxie's nostrils flared, but she checked her temper.
"This was your first time Michael. Sometimes the first time is too much. Too powerful. Sometimes you don't know when to stop."
Michael looked back at Vickie.
"I killed her." He said softly.
Roxie rolled her eyes and moved beside him.
"It happens the first time. I will teach you to control the hunger. The urge. To only drink what you need."
"No."
"No?" Roxie asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I can't do this. I thought I could."
"Oh honey, it's too late to turn back now. You are a vampire. You need to feed or die."
"Then I'll feed from you."
Before Roxie could reply, Michael pulled her into his arms and covered her mouth with his. His tongue swept inside to dance with hers. His hands were all over her body, pressing her closer. His jutting cock nudged her pussy.
Roxie rubbed her body against his. Her nipple piercings scratched his chest. Her hands slid around his back and her nails dug into his back.
Michael pulled back with a hiss, baring his fangs.
"You can't fight me Michael." Roxie whispered, reading his thoughts. "It's useless to try. I know what you need. What you crave." She raked his back with her sharp nails for emphasis.
"Damn you, you bitch." He growled.
Roxie laughed, deep and throaty.
"Fuck me Michael. Let me show you the power you could have."
He didn't want to. She could feel his struggle. He cared more for a foolish mortal then the power she could give him. She should just release him. Let him go, to live or die. But she had waited too fucking long for him.
"Fuck me Michael." She said again, this time tracing his cock with a nail.