Club Vampire is the hottest new club in New York City, infamous for their strict admittance policy. Rumour has it that the owners are vampires and the club is crawling with hot, sensual vampires just dying to "hook up" with humans. Trinity and Francine are thrilled when they are lucky enough to gain admittance into the club. What they experience there is above and beyond anything they could have ever imagined, as they are swept up into the world of sex, blood, vampires and quite possibly love?
The air around her seemed to be getting even warmer, muggier. A trickle of sweat snaked its way down her neck and back. His body under his thin t-shirt was cool to the touch, refreshing in contrast the heat emanating around her. She found herself pressing up closer to him, seeking his coolness. The air around her seemed to be getting even warmer, muggier. A trickle of sweat snaked its way down her neck and back. His body under his thin t-shirt was cool to the touch, refreshing in contrast the heat emanating around her. She found herself pressing up closer to him, seeking his coolness.
She turned around in his arms, her bare back to his cool chest. It felt so good, the coolness and the hard, lean muscle against her. She worked her hands up behind her, wrapping them behind his neck. Closing her eyes, she swayed against him to the pulse of the music. She heard his breath catch in his throat as her ass rubbed up against his groin.
His cool breath was on her ear. Her neck. One of his arms wrapped around her waist, holding her ass tight against the growing bulge beneath his trousers. The other caught her chin, tilting her face up to look into his. She opened her eyes. As her eyes met his, her breath caught in her throat, as if someone had knocked the wind out of her.
She was captivated by his gaze, which seemed to draw her into him. His eyes were so intense, the brown beginning to turn white right before her eyes. Rational thought may have told her that his eyes turning color wasn't normal, that she should run. She should get away, but rational thought had left the building. Rational thought left the second she allowed herself to be swept into his arms. She was becoming a prisoner to her desires, despite her fears.
All she could now think about was kissing him. Tasting him. Just kiss me, Trinity thought, as if subconsciously willing him too.
As if reading her mind, Travis lowered his head, his lips meeting hers.
He kissed her softly, but she wanted more. Needed more. She opened her mouth to him, inviting his tongue to meet hers. He accepted her invitation, deepening their kiss. His hand moved from her chin down to her neck, massaging her collarbone, her shoulders.
She moaned. Heat was beginning to form between her legs. Her body seemed to take over completely, as she began pushing up against him more forcefully. His hand on her waist dropped lower to the waistband of her low-rise black leather pants. So close, her pussy ached. The need to feel him continued to grow within her, nearly overtaking her.
She broke away from his kiss for a moment to catch her breath. Surveying the crowd once again through her lashes, she noticed that most of the couples on the dance floor seemed to be as engrossed with each other as she was with him. Some even more so. She noticed a number of couples feeding each other what she could only assume to be some sort of narcotic. She assumed ecstasy, though it could have been any of the new designer drugs out presently. She was not one to partake in such things so her knowledge was limited on the subject.
Glancing to her left, she noticed many couples indulging in some hardcore petting on the dance floor. Some people seemed to be missing clothing she was certain they had on ten or so minutes ago. To the far right, just barely in her line of vision, a man had his partner topless and was fucking her against the wall. Glancing upwards to the balcony sofas there were more couples engrossed in each other.
The whole place, the whole situation, seemed surreal.
Do you believe? a voice inside her head asked. Vampires? Real? She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. It was simply all the talk about vampires, the atmosphere of the club, Travis's cool, sexy body moving against hers. It was all making her mind play tricks on her.
It almost felt as if she was in the middle of an erotic dream. One of those dreams you have that you don't want to wake up from. It feels real, but then you wake up disappointed. Trinity half expected to wake up at any moment, but until then... she'd enjoy the ride, she decided.
God, he feels so good, she thought. Trinity turned back around in his arms to face him again. He captured her mouth while grabbing her leg and guiding it up around his upper thigh. His hand then traveled back down the length of her leg to cup her ass over the tight leather.
The song changed again, but the beat remained the same. Soft. Sexual. Haunting. Her hand worked it way up his neck and into his soft dark hair. As she kissed him again, aggressively, her hips began to rock against the large rock hard bulge in his trousers, dry humping him on the dance floor. Normally she would never have considered this type of behavior in public but tonight, with Travis, she didn't care. She didn't care about modesty. Didn't care if someone was watching. As a matter of fact, the idea that people may be watching actually excited her further. All she cared about was the way he felt against her and how good he would feel in her.
He broke off the kiss, panting. "Trinity."
Travis fought to get a grip on himself, on both his body and emotions. Closing his eyes he tried to calm himself. He knew his eyes had turned white, but the intensity of the situation was too much for him to control it. He also knew she had noticed there was a change as they were in the process of transitioning. It had actually shocked him that she hadn't gone screaming out of the club when she saw his eyes turn. His fangs had just dropped as well and he was fighting with himself to calm down enough to retract them. The level of sexual excitement he was experiencing with Trinity, however, was making it nearly impossible.