Ceasar *
I fed intensely on the delicious blood that flowed from my victims neck. The blood tasted like heaven had been given to me in liquid form. I clutched their neck and drew back just before the victim would be on the verge of dying from blood loss. I had lost control and nearly killed the small innocent human.
I looked down to see long black hair covering their face. I swept the hair aside and the fear that I had nearly killed her swept through me almost making me scream. I almost killed Arrebelle the small human though I had only just met her, took my breathe away. I shook her shoulder trying to get a response out of her, I was assured she was still alive from the heaving of her chest.
I stared at her, she was magnificent. I loved her silky smooth hair and her smarts and basically everything about her. She had a claw mark running down her face from the werewolf and she had blood everywhere. I carefully dragged her into my arms and lifted her so I could draw her a bath. I was faced with another problem. Her nudity. I couldn't leave her in wet clothes and she really needed a bath. I stripped of my clothes quickly. I approached where I had left her on a chair. She was angelic and perfect. Concentrate, I was getting distracted already and she still had clothes on.
I walked swiftly over to the tub and turned on the tap so that lukewarm water filled it. She still hadn't awoken and I suspected she wouldn't for a while considering the amount of blood I had taken from her. I stripped off her white blouse and stared at her perfect perky breasts in admiration. I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down her fly. The jeans were made to compliment her body so they took a minute or two to get off. She wore blue lace panties and a matching bra. Oh fuck. I ran hands over her perfect breast, she was just so perfect. I let my fingers travel downwards to her panties. I pulled them down so that I could see her sweet wet pussy and almost came. Then she mumbled something in her sleep and I stood as still as a rock.
Oh shit, I nearly got caught looking at her pussy. I took off her bra, picked her up and gently placed her in the warm water. I grabbed the loofah and gently ran it over the blood on her neck. She'd be tender there for a few days. The water in the tub was already tinged with a reddish tone. God I really was a monster. I poured shampoo into my hand and massaged it into her hair.
Through the smell of the blood she still had the scent of vanilla and orange blossom mixed together. I looked down at her blood stained chest and took in a deep breath. She must have told me to stop but I couldn't remember. She was also covered in bruises I had given her, I'm pretty sure the cut running down her face was infected because it was seeping pus and looked weepy.
I poured body wash on a wash cloth and wiped it over her perfect breasts. The water that ran off her was stained red and face was paler than a ghost's. I was down to her tummy and then to the apex of her thighs. She looked delicious, if she had had much blood in her I'm sure I would drank from her. But no, I had taken much of her blood without consent.
