It was time to stalk.
Michael stood in the bedroom and watched Roxie dress. His second favorite past time. They had just finished his first. He could still see his cum coating her bare pussy.
"Are you ready baby?" She asked, pulling her dress over her head.
Michael couldn't contain his growl of appreciation. Though she never told him her true age, she still had the body of a twenty-five year old. That was how old she had been when she had been turned.
Tonight she wore a black sleeveless dress that fell mid-thigh. No bra, panties or stockings. Black, six inch stilletto's graced her dainty feet.
Michael caught her around the waist and lifted her up for a deep, tongue-filled kiss.
"I think you would rather stay in tonight." She said as she licked his bottom lip.
"I would rather stay in YOU tonight." He corrected, thrusting his hard, jean encased cock against her.
"Let's hunt lover. Then we fuck."
Michael let her slide down his body and out of his arms. She grabbed her cloak from the bed and left the room. He sighed heavily and followed.
****
"There."
Michael followed Roxie's red nail as she pointed out their next meal. It was a young man. Mid- thirties and well built. He had short blonde hair and brown eyes. He stood with a group of friends and they were saying their good-byes.
Michael looked at Roxie. She hadn't taken her eyes off him yet. He bared his fangs in annoyance.
"Easy Michael. His blood is clean and plentiful" Roxie said, trying to reassure the beast inside him.
Michael sniffed the air, his eyes narrowing.
"You want to fuck him."
"Don't be jealous lover. Feeding and fucking go together."
Michael cursed and walked away.
****
Roxie watched him leave. She couldn't blame him. Since the first night with Vickie, they had chosen many beautiful women to feed from and fuck. She enjoyed seeing Michael's pleasure as he fucked and ate their young, mortal pussies. And the taste of their sweet blood....delicious. But tonight she wanted something different. She wanted a cock. She wanted to feel this strangers and Michael's, both inside her, pumping her full of cum.
She shuddered at the thought. It had been centuries since she had felt this need. Usually she just fed from her prey and then released him. But since creating Michael, she wanted more. Much more. And she wanted it with him.
****
They watched as the friends dispersed and their prey walked off alone. At a sedate pace, they followed him.
"I'm hungry." Michael growled.
"Easy. There is an alley coming up."
"Will he turn down it?"
"Oh he will."