Unsuspecting Prey

Chapter 03

I placed my hand on the back of Paul's neck and leaned in close to him. The smaller man blushed as I softly brushed my lips against his. I smirked as I moved to his ear. Softly hissing, I spoke. "Something is going on with you, Paul. I can..." I inhaled, then softly blew on his ear. "...sense it." I felt his heart rate sky rocket. I was right. I brushed my lips against his again, before leaving to return to the living room, limping on my injured foot. I glanced back and saw him standing there, his face full of fear, sweat starting to bead on his forehead. I sat back next to Schneider and focused on the television again. "Spongebob? Really?"

"Don't judge me. He's funny." I shrugged as the show continued. They were taking care of a baby scallop. Paul came back in and sat down, breathing hard, his face still pink. "Are you okay, Paul?" Chris asked our friend.

He nodded his head. "Yeah, I'm fine." His eyes glanced at me, then my foot, then to the television. "I think I'm going to get going."

"Awe, but you just got here." I smirked and winked at him. If I kept this up, I'll get him to spill his guts.

"I'm not feeling too well." He rubbed his stomach as he stood up. "I'll catch you guys later, or something." We nodded and waved to him as he left.

~~~~~~~Paul POV~~~~~~~~~

I went outside and hid in Richard's bushes. I stayed there until night fall. He wants to figure out what's going on, I'll show him. As night drew nearer, I felt myself getting angrier. I don't know why. What he said didn't piss me off at all. It just scared me. I guess that could be why, though. I watched the lights go off. I went over to the vines and climbed back up, situating myself outside of his window like the night before. I watched as he climbed into his bed. I waited again, watching him. I looked at my watch. It read three am. Good enough. I opened his window and climbed in, swiftly gliding to his bed side like a ghost. I leaned in and brushed my lips against his soft skin, smelling that lotion he uses. I didn't bother licking his sweet, soft skin tonight. I was starving. I sunk my teeth in as deep as they would go. "Ah!" He let out a yelp, but instinctively, I covered his mouth and held him down as he struggled. I was surprised. I was actually stronger than him. His legs thrashed and kicked as he screamed against my hand.

I pulled away, my now red eyes glaring at him. His eyes grew in fear, beads of sweat forming on his brows. "Shut the fuck up." I hissed. He calmed down, whimpering softly. "Good boy." I went back to my feast. I licked at his wounds, healing them quickly. I then moved to his ear and kissed it softly. "Now, I could easily kill you, Richard. Do you realize that?" He nodded. "Don't speak a WORD to anyone, understood?" I cooed to him in a soft voice. He nodded again. "Good." I inhaled again, rubbing myself softly through my pants. Since the talk in the kitchen, I've been far too horny to focus properly. I undid my zipper and stood. It slapped against his face. "But just to be sure..." I crawled on top of him and straddled his chest. I removed my hand and immediately thrust in before he could scream. Tears ran down his cheeks as I fucked his throat hard, like a tight virgin pussy. He gagged, only a few times. "I swear... Mmm, that you had to have practiced, Richard." I pulled on his hair as I held myself there, cumming down his throat. "Fuck!" I moaned softly. I didn't pull out, forcing him to swallow every drop. I pulled out and kissed him hard on the lips. "Remember what I told you." Richard let out a quiet sob as he nodded. I lept off of him and towards the window, as gingerly as I could. "Have a great night." I shut the window and swiftly returned home, smirking the whole way.