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I nodded my head in understanding, maybe Kenji wasn’t all that bad. Turning from him before I gave into my intrusive thoughts I headed into the entrance to the living room. As I walked through I was surprised to see how updated the inside of the house looked compared to the outside. I loved the way the house looked from the light oak wood floors to the warm brown walls that lined the living room, the giant three floor to ceiling windows were just my style. Just before the front door was a black metal spiral staircase. It looked as if it was suspended in the air without anything holding it in place. I was almost too nervous to go up them but I did anyway. One by one I went up the stairs leading me to the second floor.

To my left there were about three wooden doors, and to my right another three doors. If I hadn’t felt so tired I would have explored. I know Kenji had said no one was home. I wanted to double check just to be sure, however tonight I was going to have to rely on Kenji’s words. As time went by I felt myself become more and more exhausted. I needed sleep, instead of following my curiosity I went to my right, the door at the end of the hallway was calling my name. When I made it to the door I opened it, a giant king size bed was the first thing I laid my eyes on. I was too tired to take anything else in about the room. All I could do was focus on making my way to the bed. This was the softest bed I’d ever been on in my life, I melted into the bed as soon as my body touched it. I didn’t even bother getting under the comforter, I didn’t need it. Something was keeping my body warm. Turning to my side I found myself staring out the window. White glowing eyes stared back at me through the window causing my heart to race until relaxation came over me. It was Kenji. A peaceful feeling came over me as I found myself relaxing and drifting off to sleep. Only breaking eye contact with Kenjo when I closed my eyes to sleep.

Chapter 8

Quinny Parks

“Sss Kenji I’m scared.” I moaned, torn between fear and pleasure.

He felt so good all over me, his touch, his hands, his eyes all had me experiencing an euphoric feeling. Nothing could have prepared me for this moment of bliss but the nervousness of feeling his hard dick pressed at my opening was driving me crazy. I wanted to feel Kenji buried deep inside of me. I wanted to feel his duck stretching the walls of my pussy to its limits. I’d been dreaming about this but dreams were far different than reality. Feeling the swollen head of his hard dick resting at my entrance didn’t help my nerves. His dick was so big it had me gasping for air when Kenji maneuvered it past my lips. I panicked and he removed it, and now we were in a stale mate.

“It won’t hurt for a long time, baby, I promise.” Kenji huskily spoke into my ear before placing tender kisses on my neck. I moaned when I felt him dragging his fangs across my sensitive neck. “You trust me Quinny?”

Did I trust him? How could I not, he is my soulmate. I wore his mark with pride. I loved everything about Kenji. “Of course I do,” I replied, stroking the side of his face. He pressed his lips into mine.

Kenji lifted my legs, placing them in the crooks of his arms. He gazed down at me with all the love and admiration he had for me. “Relax baby, please” He moaned in my ear.

I felt his hips pressing his dick against my pussy that seemed like it wasn’t going to accept him but then I felt his thick head sliding into my pussy. I gasped, unintentionally tensing my body.

“Don’t do that Quinny, relax, let me in.” Hearing the need in Kenji’s voice made me relax. He needed me and I wanted to be there for him. “That’s it baby. Stay just like that.” He moaned into my ear. “Shit, you feel so fucking good.”

I heard what Kenji was saying, however, my mind was taken aback by the feeling of Kenji’s dick stretching my pussy out. It hurt but at the same time felt amazing. The deeper he went the better it felt. I wanted more, no I needed more. Now that I let Kenji in I never wanted him to be anywhere else. Kenji was mine.

A loud gruntle moan came from Kenji drowning out my own moan once he was deep inside of me. I couldn’t believe I’d denied myself of this for so long. Kenji’s dick filled my pussy to the hilt. He didn’t move right away, he sat there, savoring the feeling of us becoming one. With his eyes closed tight, Kenji didn’t move. Then his eyes popped open glowing white, his hips began thrusting, moving his dick in and out of me. His strokes were slow at ford then he began speeding up. Heat took over my body, my stomach grew tight, I couldn’t believe I was about to cum already.

“Kenjjiii,” I moaned his name in desperation. I needed him to slow down before I came. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of him fucking me a little before I had an orgasm.

Instead of slowing down he looked at me grinning. He knew I was about to cum, that’s what he wanted. He pulled his dick out of me, leaving on the head in, then in one swift motion he slammed back into me. The sensation of his dick filling me up so rapidly triggered my orgasm.

“That’s it cum on my dick.” Kenji commanded while he continued to fuck me.

I felt like I was going crazy because my orgasm hadn’t stopped yet, it seemed like every stroke from Kenji prolonged it. I shook my head feeling overwhelmed. I fought to stay conscious. The world around me began to spin then everything around me went to light.

In a sweat I sat up, frantically I looked around the room I was in. It took me a moment to remember everything that had transpired the night before. I looked out the window and the only thing I saw was the sun shining brightly, no Kenji insight. Oddly I felt some type of way because Kenji wasn’t there. I knew what I was feeling but I didn’t want to admit it. The longing had to be some kind of leftover affects from his vampire magic or whatever the hell he had going on. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, that dream had my entire body drenched. I scooted down to the foot of the bed and a deep scowl settled on my face. My coochie was sticky as if I really came. I wanted to knock myself out for having a wet dream about Kenji.

I needed to clean myself up and hopefully find something to put on so I can get out of here. Thankfully nobody had come home yet and I wanted to keep it that way. I can imagine myself getting arrested now for breaking and entering walking around whoever's house without pants. Standing to my feet I walked over to the dresser. I prayed there were some clothes I could borrow. I smiled seeing the women’s clothing that filled the dresser. I grabbed a white tank top that probably would be a tight squeeze but I’d make it work. What kind of weirdo only has skirts? I grew slightly annoyed seeing the female that lived here only wore skirts. I knew I couldn’t be picky because I really shouldn’t have been going through this girl's stuff but the fact I didn’t have any panties to put on annoyed me. I guess something was better than nothing. I grew even more agitated when I saw all these skirts were short as hell and then the longer skirts either had splits from the top of the skirts to the bottom or had holes in the side of them. I was convinced that the female who lived here might have been on the free-spirited side. This couldn’t be life, there had to be more clothes in here. I walked over to the closet next to the dresser, I smiled seeing all the hanging dresses. My smile was quickly wiped off my face when I started looking at the dresses, they weren’t any better than the skirts.

I didn’t want to waste anymore time, I snatched a black dress that looked like I could fit into. Leaving the room I headed down the hallway to find a bathroom I could wash up in. Lucky for me the first door I stumbled on was a bathroom, going in I found a stack of clean wash rags, getting one I walked over to the sink and proceeded to wash up in the sink as best as I could.

Once I was satisfied, I took off my shirt and slipped into this black spaghetti strapped dress. It was the least revealing option I had which wasn’t saying much because my breasts were still spilling out the top of the dress. While the skirt of the dress barely covered my ass. It was safe to say I looked like a two dollar hoe in Covers.

After getting myself together, I headed back down the spiral staircase, to the front door. With my hand on the door knob I debated about opening the front door, my escape seemed too easy. As determined as Kenji was last night, he didn’t strike me as the type to let the sun stop him from getting to me. Or maybe I was just psyching myself out. If the sun killed him, he wouldn’t have any other option but to leave. I rather be safe than sorry, I cautiously cracked the front door, peaking my head out making sure the coast was clear. The porch looked empty, the only thing I could see out there was the cornfield that surrounded the house. An eerie feeling settled in my chest however I ignored that feeling as I opened the door and stepped out onto the porch. The heat hit me first, I’m sure it would have felt a lot hotter if the porch wasn’t covered, thankfully it was. Walking in this heat was going to kick my ass, I lived so far away from town it would take me hours on foot. I needed to find my phone, that would make my day a whole lot easier. Searching for my phone would be like finding a needle in a haystack. I couldn’t even tell what direction I came from the night before. Shit!

I didn’t know what the hell I was going to do. I was in the middle of nowhere with no way to call anybody. My sister had been kidnapped by a damn vampire. I had no idea what the fuck to do. I was terrible with numbers, even though I called Sutton and Emberly all the time I had to yet remember either of their numbers. Fuck it. I might as well try to find my phone so I could call Emberly. I turned on my heels to go back inside, I at least wanted to see if there was a phone inside, until I heard a noise in the distance. At first I thought I was tripping but then I stepped further to the edge of the porch, straining my ears. I heard the familiar trilling sound of my ringing phone. Is that my phone? I walked down two of the stairs to make sure I wasn’t tripping. I wasn’t, it was my phone. I found myself speed walking towards the ringing phone.

When I got a few feet from the cornfield the direction of the ringing sound changed, What the hell is going on? I turned on my heels, frowning in confusion because my ringing phone was coming from behind me. My breath became lodged in my throat as I turned around coming face to face with Kenji. He was on the porch, leaning against the railing, smiling at me as he held my phone up.

“Looking for this?” He asked me in a teasing tone.

“Ho- how did you get here?” I stuttered, looking at him cluelessly. “I thought vampires couldn’t come out during the daytime!” I bawled my fist together, stomping my foot into the ground in frustration.

“I’m not in the sun. There’s plenty of shade around me,” Kenji replied. “Why

you looking so angry? You didn’t miss me? Cause I missed you.”

“Where did you go?” I asked, placing my hand on my hips as I noticed he had different clothes on. A ping of jealousy shot through me thinking about him leaving me to go lay up with another bitch. I had to shake it off and remind myself Kenji wasn’t mine. Although Kenji looked good as hell in his fitted dark grey Nike Tech sweat suit, I know he had to be hot as hell.

“You look jealous? You think I was with another bitch but I wasn’t,” Kenji had the biggest grin on his face that I wanted to smack off. “Vampires gotta wash their asses too.” He snickered, pausing to look at my phone.