Blood Drive

☽Time Was Ticking☾

☽C H A P T E R F O U R☾

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Natalie's POV ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

Time was ticking awfully slow. It felt like two minutes were ten minutes as I waited for Orlando to ring the doorbell. I was interested in seeing if he would show up on time.

The doorbell rang throughout the tiny apartment. I glanced at the clock to check the time.

7:31 PM

So he was the type to show sort of on time?

I slipped into my red slippers and walked over to the door. To my surprise it wasn't him but a random man. He was short as me which meant he was 5'6 and he had a crooked nose one that someone would get by fighting. He had a beard that was couple inches over due for a trim.

"Mamacita," He said and his voice instantly rang bells in my head. He was my client! How did he managed to know who I was? I said silent with my hand on the door ready to close if it needed to be.

"Look I know I look like a creep coming to you like this but I need to hear you in person. You just sound so much like a fantasy to me. When we get into our stories I fall asleep to them and even have vivid dreams." His hands were in his head coming back the brown curls that held their shape nicely. "I recorded our session in order to run that sound through Alexa devices to match to certain people."

I glanced at my device that I played music and looked at it like it was a trader that gave me out so quickly.

"I'm sorry but can I come inside?" He questioned and even wanted to take a step forward but I stopped him with my hand. Still not saying anything and my heart rate was beating in my ears in panic. This guy was a creep but I've never been confronted before. I wanted my work like and real life separate.

"Can I help you out here," Orlando said and relief passed over my shoulders.

"Who are you? Nobody has been to your place and I've kept watch."

"Well, that sounds like a creep now, doesn't it?" Orlando commented and knocked his shoulder aside when walking past him and going next to me.

"Hey I was here first." The creep who I've only nicknamed Santi. I didn't want to call him that and have him realize that I am who he's looking for. I noticed his hands were tattooed with a cross and knew he had page of passage on his knuckles.

"Leave her alone or else." Orlando voice got spine chilling and his fangs peeked out while his eyes turned glowing red for a second.

"Woah dude, I don't like vampires. And you better not tell me what to do." Santi was not bad looking with muscles visible under his brown flannel top and jeans.

"Well I dislike creeps." Orlando said and brushed his suit jacket back to show the handle of a gun. Instantly Santi saw this and looked at him with an angered face.

"So this is why you rescheduled. I'm disappointed in you, Natalie, I thought you'd have better taste in men." I really wanted to speak but kept my mouth shut. This was a serious situation and Orlando knew how to handle it better. "Fine, whatever, I'll come by some other time to speak with you."

Orlando grabbed Santi from the throat and lifted him up to his height to look at him in the eyes. Those glowing red eyes were visible again.

"You will go back to your daily habits and forget you found out who mamacita is." Orlando ordered and Santi blinked dumbfounded for two seconds before he nodded. "And You'll forget about me being a vampire."

With that he let him loose and he started coughing.

"Now let's go inside." Orlando ordered as Santi's eyes looked glazed over like he was sleep walking. I watched him carefully and slowly walk off without another word.

Once we were both inside I locked the door and I saw Orlando take off his suit jacket relaxing. He placed it on top of my strawberry couch and he was glancing around like he enjoyed seeing my decor.

"First off, you really know how to make this place feel homey and cute. Second, you know how to make a lasting impression. I was thinking. about you all day. No way in tell did I think that would happen." He said and was rolling up his sleeves of his burgundy button up shirt.

"I'm sorry-"

"Don't be sorry. It's something beautiful woman have to ordeal." My cheeks blushed as he called me beautiful.

"I've never had that happen before, but thank you for helping. What exactly did you do?" I questioned intrigued. I was new to vampires and never knew what they could do.

"That was hypnosis from our eyes. It doesn't work if they are blind." Orlando said as I brought out cups and a cold bottle of wine. He smiled like I read his mind.

I handed him a glass of wine and he smelled it before taking a sip. He looked at it after like he was surprised with the taste.

"Will it wear off?" I questioned.

"No, it's permanent." He said and I realized I was still wearing my silk red robe. So I took it off and watched his eyes get hooded while looking at me through the rim of the cup. His lips pursed them he licked them like he was thinking naughty things already.

I decided to wear a black nightgown that was a little revealing on my breast. I could have kept it professional but my feelings towards him made me feel safe and happy. I could smile and blush like a little kid who had a crush.

"You look lovely." He muttered and fixed his stare on something else like he was caught checking me out. Those green eyes were darting to the pictures of my family hanging up with the decor.

"Thank you."

"Can I add that you should look for another job instead of sex operator, not that you're not good at it. More like it's seems like a risky businesses for your safety."

I nodded while taking a gulp of wine. He was right it was pretty shaken up and don't know how it would have turned out if he wasn't here. Santi didn't seem like the take the word no for an answer.

Orlando set down the wine on the aide table and sat down on the couch before patting his lap.

"Now let's forget for a sec everything and feed for a couple of minutes." Surprisingly I didn't have an uneasiness in my stomach so I approached him with confidence.

"I don't know if I can talk dirty to you like last time." I said with my heart beating in my chest.

"Don't worry I can also be the one talking." Orlando said smirking. "I want to feel your soft skin while you're on top of me. Smell that scent that has me turned on. A mixture of salt sea with peony."

I slowly went on top and being this close everything seemed to slow down again. I could feel his heart beating fast too and his warmth made my body burn.

"I know it's going to be soft to bite as well. Like biting a plum and peach." Orlando said as his hands were running up and down my sides until both hands met on my ass.

"So it's like adding a new dessert to the menu when you bite people?" I questioned and he laughed softly. His fangs weren't out yet and I think he was doing that not to scare me off.

"Every time it's different taste and experience. Makes it worth while because I used to think it was only to survive." Orlando explained while I touched his muscles through the shirt. I think vampires were hard to touch already.

"It will feel like you're getting a hickey." He commented and sat in his lap as his hand went around my hair like a snake so he could grip it and not be in his face.

He started kissing my neck and tingles shot out everywhere. Jan also kissed me but it didn't feel like this her touch was cold.

My breathing caught in my throat when he started sucking on my skin and he had a good suction on it making my insides tingle. I felt a gust of wetness below and uncontrollably moaned out because I exhaled and I was holding my breathe. I pressed my body closer towards him as my body felt lighter and humming with an unknown energy. Once his fangs pierced I saw lights flash and distorted vision. My finger tips felt cold but it felt nice like a winter breeze suddenly came through the window. I was no longer burning red hot and pulsing fast. My body was calm for a duration of couple minutes but felt like an hour. When he let go I had drowsy eyes like I just woken up from a nap. But this was the high my aunt was talking about.

I had given my blood to a vampire.