As soon as she got off the plane she knew had made the right decision to
come. She had been a bit nervous about traveling alone, so far from her home in
Canada, but she was now glad she had done so. She took a deep breath and sighed
happily as she moved down the ramp to collect her luggage. Once she had
everything she went out to hail a cap, it was starting to get dark and she was
eager to settle into her hotel so she could go out and get something to eat. She
had been too nervous to eat on the plane and she was starving. She managed to
get a cab and it was a short trip to the hotel where she was staying, she had
told the travel agent that she wanted something close to the woods so that she
could go hiking. She checked in and took the elevator to the third floor to her
room, she was thrilled with the view! It looked right out over a dark wood at
the back of the hotel and she couldn’t wait to go prowling tonight.
After a wonderful dinner of steak and potatoes she went outside and around the
back of the hotel, and straight into the woods. It was full dark now and she
relished in the smell of the green and the damp Earth. She could feel her skin
prickle and she yawned and stretched in anticipation. Her blue-grey eyes turned
to an almost white color, with a tinge of blue that made them look like the cold
arctic ice caps to the North. She stripped off her clothes and stretched again,
slowly her skin changed from a pinkish color to a bluish-grey color, her face
elongated and her hair drew back.
After a few moments she was standing on all fours and started walking thru the
dark woods, enjoying every little scent and sound that only she and the other
animals of the forest could smell and hear. She flicked out her tongue and
tasted the air. There was a large water source nearby. She hurried in the
direction that her senses told her it was, and was soon standing at the edge of
a large lake. She waded in and shifted slightly again, a dorsal fin now
protruded out of her back and her head grew round and her snout became even more
elongated. She dove under water and swam over half the length of the cold lake
before having to come up for air. The moon was full and as she bobbed in the
water, looking out over the top of the moon silver lake, she smiled to herself.
She turned and was just about to go under when she noticed a quick movement at
the edge of the lake where she had taken to the water. She watched carefully and
her senses came to full alert, but there was no more movement. ‘Probably just
some local wildlife.’ she thought to herself, then submerged under the water
again.
After about an hour of swimming in the lake she finally decided to come out and
explore the rest of the woods. She popped her head out of the water and started
swimming back to shore, keeping a careful watch all around, least someone should
see her. She reached the shore and flicked out her tongue, carefully scanning
the area, satisfied, she came out of the water and shifted back into her more
reptilian form. There was a sudden movement to her right, and just as she turned
in that direction, something else moved to her left. She froze in place, tense
and watching. She really didn’t want to have to kill someone if she could
avoid it, but she could not allow herself to been seen, she hurried into deeper
cover and flicked her tongue out again and again, trying to get the scent of
what ever was causing the movements. She could smell nothing more than the dark,
rich Earth, and the green growth around her. The forest was old from the smell
and feel of it, very old, it had seen the rise of man around it, and at the
moment, was struggling to survive in this new and hostile world. She felt a pang
of sorrow for the woods, and the life that it protected, she herself was old,
though she looked like an older teenager, and could understand it’s plight.
There was movement again, on both sides of her, two of them, they were moving
stealth fully around her, she remained still, frustrated that she couldn’t
smell them. It wasn’t the wind, the night was still, and now that she thought
about it, the only movement was the two that were creeping around her. She had
yet to hear a cricket, or the scurry of a mouse in the woods. ‘That’s
odd,’ she thought to herself, ‘there should be tons of life running around
in this place.’ Still not being able to detect anything and feeling a bit out
of place, she started back to the spot where she had left her clothes.
The two creatures followed her at a distance, ‘well whatever they are, they
are not wanting to get very close,’ she came across an old log and stopped.
With blinding speed she whipped out her powerful tail and smashed the log to
bits. She listened, there was no more movement behind her, satisfied, she walked
on. She felt confident in her power, ‘let them try something,’ she thought
‘I’ll show them what a real night creature can do.’ Smiling to herself,
she continued her walk. She had no more encounters, and as she reached her
clothes, she tasted the air and listened carefully one last time before shifting
back into human form. She slipped into her clothes, straightened her hair, and
walked back to the hotel. Once back in her room, went to the window and looked
out over the forest. ‘Strange’, she thought, ‘no one is going in or out of
the forest, on such a pretty night you’d think there would be many young
lovers going out for a walk.’ she shrugged and moved away from the window.
She went to her bag and took out some soap, shampoo, conditioner and some bubble
bath and went to have a soak in the huge tub in her bathroom. She had to pay
extra for it but it was worth it, she simply loved the water and enjoyed a good,
hot soak, especially after her night time wanderings. She started the water
running and as the tub filled she went to call for room service, “Yes, some
white wine and strawberries please, thank you.” she hung up the little pink
phone and went in to check on her water, it was just about full and the bubbles
were just about to start overflowing so she turned it off and turned on the
little radio that was supplied by the hotel, as she tried to find a station that
she could live with, someone knocked at the door. She went to answer it, opened
the door, there was no one there. She stuck her head out in the hallway and
looked both ways, there was no one there. She frowned and closed the door, as
she turned to go back to the radio she heard someone walk up to the door and
stop, she waited for the door knock before opening it. “Room service.”
called out a young female’s voice in the Romanian accent. She opened it again
and there was a pretty, young girl standing there with a tray, on the tray was
the wine and strawberries she had ordered. After taking her order and tipping
the girl, she went back to the bathroom put her hair up with a pin and slid into
the tub. “Ahhhhh, now that’s nice.” she said aloud, she popped the wine
cork and drank straight from the bottle, munching strawberries between sips. She
simply loved to spoil herself, and always took full advantage to do so when ever
the opportunity presented itself. She wiggled down until only her neck and head
were above the water, closed her eyes, and smiled. She had come here, to
Transylvania because she had heard rumors that their might be more of her kind
here, she had searched all over and so far had only found werewolves, one
weretiger, and a nasty pack of wererats in the sewers of Paris, who had run her
out of the country, nothing like her. She hoped that she wasn’t the only
werelizard-dolphin in the whole of the world.
Her father was an islander, Komodo Island, and had fallen in love with a
weredolphin, who was often mistaken for a mermaid. Her mother had left one day
for the sea and never returned, leaving her and her father to fend for them
selves. She had left when he finally died of his broken heart and started
searching for someone who would understand her. She frowned at the memories and
shivered slightly. There was a sudden sharp scent of fresh Earth, she opened her
eyes and sniffed the air. Did she leave the window open? She didn’t think so,
and even if she had, the smell of Earth would not be so strong from up here,
even to her keen senses. Curious, she sat up in the water and reached outwards
with her senses, the little hairs on the back of her neck stood up and she came
to full alert. Someone was in the next room, someone, or something. As quietly
as she could, she slipped out of the tub and slipped on the robe that was
hanging from the towel rack at the foot of the tub. She was unnerved, she had
not smelt nor heard anything, but her inner senses were screaming at her that
something was there. Carefully, she crept to the door and peeked out into the
room beyond. It was lit only by the small bedside lamp that she had kept on. The
window was open and there was a thick mist rolling across the floor. She stepped
into the room and looked around, no one was there, nothing but that strange
mist. She went to close the windows, but as soon as her foot struck the mist a
freezing coldness spread from her foot, up her leg and thru her body. She yelped
and jumped back, pulling the robe around herself more tightly. She normally
didn’t feel the cold, but this was like being thrown into the arctic ocean,
ten times that even. The mist started to glide towards her and she hissed at it,
her eyes changing to a white ice color as she did so. Surprisingly, the mist
stopped and just rolled in one spot, she squatted down and looked at it, the
smell of earth and dark places was coming from the mist. ‘That’s odd’ she
thought, and carefully, she reached out her hand towards it. A small tentacle
reached out toward her outstretched hand and gently caressed her fingertips. She
jerked back from the biting cold that shivered up her arm and the mist retreated
in turn. “Um, hello?” she felt stupid, squatting here in her robe, talking
to a funny smelling mist, but she couldn’t think of what else to do. The mist
thickened and swirled faster. Surprised yet again, she said, “My name is
Jacky, what are you?” The mist thickened and split into two separate clouds,
becoming thicker all the while.
Then suddenly, where there was two clouds of mist were, there was suddenly two
men standing in her room! She startled and tried to stand up but moved too
quickly, stepped on the edge of her robe, and sat hard on her rear end. By the
time she managed to get to her feet, and face the intruders, they had seated
themselves at the small table across the room. She looked at them, they sat
unnaturally still and were perfect copies of each other, they both had shoulder
length black hair, pale blue eyes, and pale skin. The only difference between
them was the clothes they were wearing, the one on the left had on tight, black
pants, a black, button up silk shirt, and black boots, the one on the right had
the same pants and boots as his brother, but a white silk shirt instead of a
black one. She noticed, upon closer inspection, that the one in all black had a
small scar above his right eyebrow. They smiled at her in unison and she frowned
in response, they were definitely not human, nor were they shape shifters, at
least not the kind she was used to dealing with. She backed up against the wall,
“who are you?! And how dare you come into my room!” she snarled at them.
They only smiled wider and then the one in the white shirt spoke. “Forgive the
rude intrusion, madam, my name is Damek, and this is my brother, Burian.” “I
really don’t care what your names are!” she cut him off, “What are you
doing here in my room!?” She was scared and hated it, so she allowed her fear
to turn to anger. Anger she could handle quite well. Burian spoke, his voice
just as dark and seductive as Damek’s, “We saw you in the wood, and came to
give you a proper welcome to our beautiful country. We didn’t mean to startle
you, please forgive us if we have. But we didn’t think you would accept an
invitation to tea.” They both laughed at the little joke, showing off their
long, pointed upper canines. Jacky crossed her arms and calmed down. ‘Well at
least they didn’t just attack me like those awful wererats did.’ she thought
to herself. They stopped laughing and looked at her, she felt a burning start in
her belly and tried to ignore it. They were quite breath taking, the two of them
and she smiled slightly to herself. It had been along time since she had had a
lover and she felt the pang of loneliness at times, but so far had managed to
keep herself too busy to really sit and dwell on it. She shook herself mentally
and turned her focus back to the two men sitting in her room like they owned the
place.
She swallowed back some of her anger, she was after all a stranger in their
lands, and if they really meant her no harm she didn’t come here to make
enemies. She went to the edge of the bed and sat down as calmly as she could.
“So what is it you want then?” she asked. It was Damek who answered, “Like
we said, we saw you in the wood and were intrigued, never have we seen one such
as yourself. We felt a need to know more about this beautiful, strange creature
that has come to us.” She knew she was being buttered up, but smiled at the
compliment anyway. “Thank you, I just wanted some fresh air, I’m sorry if I
intruded in your territory.” “Don’t be,” said Burian, “we are most
pleased with you being here, tell us about yourself.” She settled into a more
comfortable position and told them a brief summary of her life, and why she was
here. They listened attentively and didn’t interrupt her as she spoke. It
unnerved her that they could sit so perfectly still and she wondered, again,
what sort of creatures they were. When she finished her story she finally asked,
“What sort of creatures are you? You aren’t human, nor are you like me.
I’m sorry if I am being offensive, I don’t mean to be, but I have never seen
anything like you before.” she waited for a response, they smiled and Burian
said, “We take no offence madam, and in answer to your question, we are
vampires.” She stared, vampires? She shook her head, then looked up at them
again. They were still smiling at her. “Yes, vampires.” Damek said as though
he could read her thoughts. ‘And maybe they can.’ she thought suddenly,
‘I’ll have to watch myself.’ Damek stood up then, followed by Burian.
“Well, we have been here a long time and can tell you with certainty that,
while there are some werewolves, there is nothing quite like you here.” Her
face fell and she looked down, she had so hopped.....She jerked as Damek sat on
the bed beside her and put his hand on her shoulder. “I am sorry if I upset
you.” he said. “Damek and I will be happy to show you around, though, and
see to it that you enjoy your trip here.” Burian added with a smile, as he sat
on the other side of her. He undid her long brown hair and let it fall, running
his fingers thru it’s thickness. She closed her eyes and smiled, enjoying the
sensation. She felt a tug at her waist and opened her eyes to find Damek slowly
untying her robe belt.
She leaned back a bit and Burian scooted around behind her, encircling her
gently in his arms. She leaned back and allowed him to take her weight. Damek
finished untying her belt and slowly, gently slipped his hands into her robe and
placed them on her slim hips. He moved them up slowly, parting her robe as he
did so, until her front was exposed. She sighed and let him explore, Burian
kneaded her breasts and pulled her back until he was leaning against the
headboard, with her sitting in his lap. Damek crawled after them, took her
ankles in his hands, stretched her legs out and settled down between them. She
cuddled back into Burian and he flicked his fingers over her hard nipples as
Damek buried his face between her legs. She moaned and arched her back, Burian
moved her hair to one side and started kissing her neck gently, running his
tongue up around her ear then back down to her shoulder, kissing, nibbling and
licking all the way, back and forth. It only intensified what Damek was doing to
her. She twisted and moaned, digging her claws into the mattress under her. She
felt it coming. She started panting, just as she was climaxing, Burian sunk his
fangs into her neck. She cried out in the intense pleasure that exploded thru
her body.
Her back arched up and she raked her claws over Burian’s legs. Panting and
gasping, she came over and over again. She cried out again and Burian released
his hold on her neck, a moment later, Damek stopped and pushed himself up on his
hands and knees. She started to protest, but was cut off when Damek crawled up
her body and kissed her full on the lips. She drank him in he lowed his lips and
licked at the blood that was oozing down her neck, he licked it until her neck
healed a few minutes later. She whimpered and wrapped her arms around him.
“More,” she whispered. He smiled into her ice blue-white eyes and Burian
chuckled deep in his throat behind her. “Oh there is more Jacky, much more.”
He said, causing her to smile widely. Damek sat up on his knees and slowly
unbuttoned his shirt, she started to reach out to help, but Burian held her
back, chuckling. Damek slid his shirt off and started on his pants, he
unbuttoned them then reached down and slid his boots off, a moment later his
pants came off, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. He crawled back up her body,
paused to reach over and turn off the bedside lamp, then wrapped his arms around
her. He rolled over, taking her with him, so that he ended up on his back, with
her on top, straddling him. Burian got up on his knees, removed his shirt and
boots, the slid up behind Jacky. Cupping her breasts he pressed up against her
back and leaned his chin on her shoulder. Damek took her hips in his hands and
lowered her onto his manhood. She took him in eagerly and began pumping, slowly
at first, then faster and faster. Burian held on and moved with her. She leaned
back into him, letting him support her as she climaxed again. She ran her hands
over his and threw her head back as she cried out in passion. Just then, Damek
started panting and moaning, her grabbed her hips and pumped her hard as he came
inside her. She delighted in the feel of him. “Yes, Yes!” she cried out.
Damek finished and relaxed back a bit, she tried to lean forward, she wanted to
lick that beautiful chest, but was pulled off by Burian, she hissed in protest
and turned to snap at him. He smiled and pushed her down on top of Damek, so she
was laying with her back to his chest. Somehow her robe had ended up on the
floor. He wrapped his arms around her and cupped her breasts happily. Burian
removed his pants and lay on top of them both. She wrapped her legs around him
and ran her fingers thru his thick hair. He slid into her and she gasped. As he
pumped her, Damek licked and kissed her neck. She thought she was going to be
torn apart in pleasure, never before had she felt so good. Burian took his time,
slowly he pushed into her, then drew it out, almost all the way, only to push
slowly into her again.
She lay still this time, allowing him to do the work. He didn’t seem to mind
and just kept up his slow pace until she thought she was going to go crazy.
Finally she felt another climax coming on. She let it happen and just as it did,
Damek sunk his teeth into her neck. Her climax became a thousand times more
intense and again she cried out, her whole body wracked and spasming beyond her
control. Burian climaxed with her, his breath coming in short gasps as he pumped
her in short, rapid bursts. With Damek still at her throat and Burian pumping
her, she came again and again. If you had asked her before this moment, she
would have told you that multi orgasms were just a myth, but these two had
proved her wrong, more than once this night. Burian finished and pulled out of
her, but remained on top of her, sandwiching her between them. She wiggled into
a more comfortable position. Damek stopped feeding and lay back as though
exhausted, Burian cuddled on top of her and sighed happily.
She was speechless and simply laid there, enjoying the attention of these two,
very fine, men. Yes, she had made the right decision to come here.