The Rites And Bewitchments Of Bella Swan

When The Night Cries Out

I was sound asleep when she appeared in my room. The dreams kept me asleep. They were too...exciting to wake up from. I wouldn't want to wake up from them.

I was with Chastity. We were in my bed, naked. Our fingers danced across our vulnerable flesh, our lips met and parted time after time, and sometimes we stifled our intimate laughter between kisses. It was hard to do. We were having so much fun.

My hand reached for James-The-Severed-Erection in the darkness of my room and Chastity laid down for me, guided my hand holding the cold, solid member of a vampire I'd dispatched and she let me know where it needed to go. She opened herself to me, and I pushed it into her, slowly. As I did, she took hold of it, and pushed it deeper while I kissed her body and her lips again. The kisses, were so real to me.

I woke up, my head swimming with dreams, and it took me a moment to realize I was still kissing Chastity...

...but I wasn't...

...it wasn't Chastity.

Red hair tumbled to the pillows around me, and when I finally caught on, cold hands pushed me down into the mattress with a strength I'd hadn't known since the night I severed James' member from his body.

"Sweet dreams?" the red haired woman asked.

"Who are you?"

"Do you like my boyfriend's dick?" She had the severed erection in one hand, playing with it as if it was just another sex toy now, because that's exactly what it was. She then took it, and put it to my mouth, as if she was going to make me perform oral sex on it.

"Who are you?" I asked again. I was too shocked by this woman. I could barely get the words out anyways. She smiled a dangerous smile and answered me.

"Victoria."

She leaned in, and kissed me. It was just like in the dream with Chastity. It had been Victoria I was kissing in my sleep.

"I want to thank you," she said. "I've been watching you. More importantly I've been watching James." She lifted his former erection to her head, tilted it and smiled. She then inserted it into her mouth, and lovingly sucked it as she slowly withdrew it. She looked down at me and smiled.

"This was the only good thing about him. Oh, and his looks. That's it. He was absolutely psycho. But now, he's gone, and I have you to thank for that. I intend to thank you, magick girl."

"Thank me? How?"

She leaned down, and kissed me like she had been when I thought she was Chastity in the all too vivid dream. My heart was racing, and this Victoria placed a few too many kisses on my neck.

"You have no idea..." she laughed quietly for a moment, then continued. "...I could give you a gift. I could give you Forever."

I said nothing. Fear ran through me, a close second to Realization which crossed that finish line first.

"Are you...like...he was?"

Victoria placed her lips very near my ear. She whispered very gently.

"Say it...out loud..."

"Vampire."

"How do you want to die?" she offered. "You smell so good, little magick girl. I want to thank you so much. One bite..." she said, then trailed off. I could almost hear her teeth being bared in a silent smile. "Just...one...bite...maybe here," she said, as she licked my neck. "The change would be quicker here."

Then her free hand grabbed my breasts, and she sucked on my tits and let her tongue dance across my nipples before she sucked them.

"I watched you...and your little girlfriend at the mall," Victoria hinted, but left it at that. Her red hair moved down her body and I instinctively opened my legs because her lips were getting close to their destination. Her tongue slowly caressed me and I wrapped my legs around her head. She dove into my body, causing me to shake. Then her teeth playfully dragged across me, causing me to shake again."

"Did you like that?"

I couldn't respond. That's how good it was.

"If I do it here, the change would be...intense..."

"Change?"

"You could be like me...and like what James used to be..." She dived in between my legs and her tongue pushed up against me again, licking up my desire fervently. I nearly called out her name. She alternated between kissing, licking, toying with me with her tongue licking me clean and smearing me with my wetness, and diving back in again.

Victoria then moved, repositioning both me and her. She laid upon my bed, and pulled my wet body to her mouth, and held me there. She devoured me as I shook as I rode her pretty face. I shook, hard, and came as she kept my body and her mouth and tongue together. I climbed off her face, and the ginger vampire smiled at me.

"Yummy."

She got out of my bed, admired my naked form in the dark, and moved so fast she pushed me up against my bedroom wall. Her lips were against my neck again. Her fingers were exploring my body she had absolutely shook with her tongue, and withdrew two fingers and licked them clean.

"What was your girlfriend's name again?"

"Was?" I gasped.

"She fought back."

Victoria kissed me again, like her words wouldn't hurt me. Or maybe that was the intention. It didn't matter. Victoria's fingers were probing my body again, and I pretended that she was pushing me to orgasm. I called out her name. I begged her to make me cum.

"Cum for me again..." Victoria whispered, as her fingers probed me deeper and faster. "You taste so good. Cum for me."

I tilted my head back, I mimicked the sounds I made when I was with Chastity. I flicked my left wrist that now held the wand I'd managed to quietly sneak from the night stand that was against the exact wall this monster had me against.

I went to call out her name...

...and cut her in half with the most vengeful magick I could conjure.

Her body fell into the floor in two pieces.

"Bitch," I whispered as I bit my lips and forced the wand into her broken body like it was a knife. She was little more than shining dust after two thrusts into her form.

I snuck downstairs, naked and smeared in the passion she had genuinely granted me. I had the wand in one hand to make sure, if I was caught, I could...I don't know...I'd figure something out, I thought.

Thankfully, I didn't need to.

I found the dustpan, the small broom that went with it, returned to my bedroom and swept up the sparkling dust that was Victoria.

Panic then flooded my head. Chastity. I had to go see her. I had to see if she was okay.