The Vampire's Rival

Weaponising the past and taking a shot

I barely felt myself move. Suddenly, I'd grabbed Hadley, bent her head to the side and sank my fangs into her neck.

And my mind exploded!

Everything changed! The link between us expanded from that shredded, tiny thread currently connecting our minds into a thick cocoon that enveloped us both. We became inextricably bound, and I couldn't tell where my mind ended and hers began. Every feeling she felt was amplified to the point where I thought it was mine and what I felt poured into her unbridled and unstoppable. One feeling overpowered them all, swirling around and inside us both in an overwhelming, intoxicating plume.

Desire.

I slammed Hadley's back against a tree, undid the button and zipper to her pants in one swift move and found her slick molten core. Hadley matched my strokes, arching her back, her body begging for more. I obliged, slipping in a second finger. She grabbed me tighter and, without really thinking about it, I slipped into her mind. She eagerly drew me in. I was going to blow her...

The dark abyss caught me off guard.

I'd seen this before, but it didn't belong here!

In the late seventies, Trisca and I had a phase where we hitchhiked to purposely find creepy people to feed from who wouldn't be missed and whose death would leave the world a better place overall. It was my duty to use my telepathy to try and figure out who was right for our mission. Out of the two dozen truly evil men and women we ended up being picked up by from hundreds, five of them had a black, blank space in their mind. That was how I discovered the taste and template of a true psychopath's mind.

In these minds, at the edge of the darkness, there were only ever primal emotions and nothing more. I called them the "Four Fs" – the need to feed, fuck, fear, and fight.

But in the minds of those psychopaths, those black, blank spaces had been passive. Just an absence of other emotions. The darkness in Hadley's mind was different. She housed a blackhole of emotions that was actively swallowing everything in its wake! Everything! That included my own emotions. I yanked my mental shields as high as I could, cutting myself from Hadley's mind to protect my own. It was only then that I noticed I was still drinking from her neck! I ripped my fangs out of her, taking a moment to recover from what had just happened.

Hadley wasn't afraid. She wasn't anything. She just held on to me and breathed slow.

I backed away from her, apologizing for drinking from her for so long.

"I... I didn't mean... Oh, god... I'm so sorry..." the words could barely come out. My fangs were still down, blood trickling down my chin.

Hadley reached up to her neck. When she drew her fingers away, there was blood. It was creating a small trail down her neck.

"It's okay, Ruq," said Hadley. She had a small, goofy smile on her face as if to reassure me. Then she pointed at her neck. "Do you mind sealing the bite? I think it might freak Jamila out if I go to bed like this."

I was suddenly a little awkward, stumbling closer. "Yes, of course."

Once I made sure that I was in control all my faculties after that mess of a feeding, I moved even closer, lowering my head to her neck. I noticed Hadley hold her breath as I dipped my head to the bite. A new wave of desire washed over me as I took in her scent, and I almost lost myself in her again. I closed my eyes and forced myself to focus. Maybe I wasn't as in control of my faculties as I thought. Despite what I'd found in her mind, I wanted her in every way that I could have her!

Hadley let out a little gasp as I licked and sucked at the blood that had dribbled down from the bite. I slowly moved up her neck, more than a little pleased with the bolts of intense need that pulsed from her through the link. I finally licked the bite closed and pulled back.