Vangsvere Academy

Chapter 1: Night

Once in a blue moon, a girl overcomes a heart break without the need to drink, smoke or fuck it out. These girls are the power to the gender of females, and inspire others to follow their greatness. I know only one girl who can accomplish such expertise, Lilith, my best friend.

These girls bring such high hopes for woman everywhere, letting them know they don't need to fall apart over a useless man.

Sadly, I'm not one of those girls, no matter how much I wish I was....I'm just not.

Pushing him into the wall, I gave his lips a deepened kiss, running my hands up the oh-so familiar body. I'm sure any normal night I would've seen this as scandalous, yet tonight it is a definite action of simple desire.

This would happen tonight, and only because I know how badly I need this. A safe one night stand, one that won't disappoint me or torture me with mistrust. One that I can wake up from and forget ever happened without ever being reminded of it again. There's only one man I know for that part.

Jameson.

A very familiar friend of mine, and as his fangs slowly shed from their hiding, I felt the heat between my thighs grow. His blue eyes turning to a deep black that consumed the gorgeous cobalt. He craves what he shouldn't, and although others would think it was the upcoming sex that brought the fangs or boner, it was most definitely something else.

Our bad boy Jameson, did something he never should've, something beyond forbidden to the Vampire council. The one thing that divides the Vampires who wish to enslave humans, breed them as cattle...and then the Vampires who see them as equals.

Three years ago, Jimbo had the wildest sex of his life and drank from the neck of a Vamphore. (Vampire Whore: Vampires who let other vampires drink from them for payment.)

It's said that drinking a Vampires blood is the most euphoric experience ever known, in fact it's greater than having multiple orgasms in one minute.

"Annalise." He moaned, his fangs lightly grazing down my neck and shoulder. Running my hand through his raven black hair, I gave it a tug receiving his wild blue eyes.

I let out a slight moan to the feel of his breath hot on my neck, his bulge pressing to my thigh.

Unbuttoning his jeans, I slid my hand inside grabbing the hardness and pushing my chest deeper to his. "Oh Anna..."

A sharp pinch along my neck, he had bitten me, and by the moan that followed I was sure he was enjoying the taste of my blood.

"Annalise." His moan grew louder, the hunger deeper. Fear spreading over my body, I wondered if he would have the power to stop himself.

"Annalise!" He shouted.

Opening my eyes, I looked up at Lilith, her eyes watching me carefully. "You okay? You dozed off there." She gestured to the pool of drool on the coffee table.

Shit.

I ran my hand over my neck feeling for the marks but came across nothing, well except a crank of soreness.

But no bite mark, it was just a dream. No, a nightmare.

"Thank god." I sighed and turned to see Jameson asleep on the couch with his arm over his girlfriend Nancy. They seemed sweet together, even if he was only with her for the sex.

That's all it ever was with Jameson, sex. It's one of the big reasons I never let him slither his way into my bed.

Lincoln though, he was my first. Yes, I let him pop my cherry, but in all fairness it was honestly just to get it over with. I was tired of being the virgin of the group.