Mm.. Once Bitten Twice Turned

HOTEL CENTRAL PARK
Sighisoara, Romania  
  
Naynina flipped the bathroom light off and walked out the bathroom. She walked over to the dresser and lifted her cell phone. She slid it open and looked down at the blank screen. She scrolled through her text messages.  
   
“He messes up our relationship, and discontinue communication, men.”  
   
Naynina slid her cell phone close and placed it back on the dresser. She walked into the living room.  
   
“Whew, that garlic smell is singing to me.”  
   
Naynina walked over to the door and lifted the untouched box of pizza; she opened the door and looked out her hotel suite. She quickly ran to the opposite end of the corridor. She quickly stuffed the box of pizza inside a trash bin. She hurried back down to her hotel suite, entered, and then pushed the door close. She walked over to the couch and sat. She lifted a magazine from off the table. She pivoted to rest her back against the arm rest, and then flipped it open.  
   
VACOME’S CONDOMINIUM  
Sighisoara, Romania  
   
Vacome paced his condominium. He looked down at his watch. He turned to look out the floor to ceiling window. Another full moon was on the horizon. He needed to feel the comforts of Naynina’s arms, her soul comforting him. Her blood meeting the depth under his fangs. He sniffled the air; he sniffled the air once again. He flashed over to the window, the sliding door slid aside upon his arrival. Vacome stood on his balcony. He sniffed the air once again. He got a consoling whiff of Naynina’s presence; something he has been hoping for all evening, only to find the senses of his nostrils failing him time after time.  
   
Vacome looked up at the full moon. His skin began to feel feverish. He loosened his tie, and then pulled it from around his neck. The tie fell to the concrete. Vacome tried at best to rip his clothes off before the therianthropic metamorphoses takes place. His neck elongated, the extension of his hands extended; sharpened claws welcomed the manifestations. Fine hairs weaseled through the barriers of his pores blanketing his entire body. Vacome howled out into the night as he shook his head in blood hunger. Pointed ears crowned his head. His face began to lengthen and form something similar to a snout. His pants stretched beyond what his sturdy thighs could retain; ripping into half as a cellular of his metamorphosis caged his physical form. His shoes busted on impact from the paws overcrowding the space. Vacome dropped down on all fours. His dark-grayish furry coat sheltered the transformation from man to werewolf. Vacome jumped over the banister. His amber colored eyes found the path to awaiting destination. He ran toward the back of his condominium into the forest. He thought of Naynina and matting with her throughout the night.  
   
HOTEL CENTRAL PARK  
Sighisoara, Romania  
   
Naynina, turned down the bed covers. She walked over to the mini-blinds and opened them. She looked up at the full moon. She rubbed her arms down. Her skin felt hot all over. She turned and walked over to the bed. She doubled over in pain.  
   
“Ahh, my stomach.”  
   
She managed to walk over to the bed and sat. Sweat populated her skin. She heard voices in the distance background. She heard wolves howling so loudly in her ear.  
   
Naynina tried to sit up. He body felt weak. She managed to stand. She slightly wobbled into the bathroom. She steadied her presence by bracing her palms on the vanity. She lifted one hand and turned on the cold-water faucet knob. She dipped her face and splashed it with water. She straightened her posture and looked at her reflection. She looked normal, then what excuse as to why her insides felt as if it was on fire and ready to explode.  
   
“Dracon, where are you. I need you.” Her body felt on fire for his.  
   
Naynina turned off the faucet and stumbled back into the bedroom. She fell backwards on the bed. She ripped her camisole off. She extended her hand backwards and fumbled to reach out for a glass of water on the nightstand. She gripped it, and then doused her body with the chilly water. She crushed the glass in her palm. She looked down; she did not feel the pain of her repercussion. Naynina threw the glass fragments against the wall. She hungrily licked then blood from off her palm. Her instantly body felt pulsating of volts gushing through her veins. She heard people’s voiced cramming the corridor of her mind. She sniffed the air. She smelled Dracon’s presence in the wind. She rushed over to the window and looked out. The moon bathed her skin with its warm florescent illumination.  
   
Vacome shielded his attendance behind the tall hedges; he looked at the entrance door to Naynina’s hotel. He sniffed the air once again. He looked up at the full moon. He knew Naynina was fighting the hunger flowing through her veins. He hoped Dracon has not beaten his presence to his target. He needed to taste Naynina’s blood, just as hungrily as the moon was advising him he had to do. Vacome walked over to the entrance of the hotel. He looked down at his bare feet and opened the glass door. He entered the hotel.  
   
The hotel lobby was crawling with several guests and bellhops.  
   
Vacome quickly rushed over to the elevator. He pressed in the elevator up button.  
   
Naynina balled up into a fetal position. Her insides was ripping her body into half. She hungered for the taste of, blood? Her own blood streamed through her body, however; she could not understand her hunger for the blood of another.  
   
Vacome sniffed the air as the elevator crested and then rested. He smelled Naynina, he heard her erratic heartbeat.  
   
The elevator doors opened.  
   
Vacome stepped off and rushed down the hallway. He sniffed the air as he got closer to Naynina’s hotel suite. He knocked on the door.  
   
Naynina lifted her head. She thought she heard someone knocking on the door. She laid her head back down on the bed; she was afraid to move, in fear of her stomach churning inside.  
   
Vacome hammered on the door once again.  
   
Naynina slowly got up; she slumped back on the bed. She balanced her palms behind her and pushed up. She walked out her bedroom, with a slow gait. She walked through the living area, over to the door.  
   
“Who…who is it?”  
   
“Room Service.”  
   
She did not order any room service.  
   
“I think…you are mis…mistaken, I...” Naynina held her stomach until the burning pain passed. “I did not order room service, you have the wrong hotel suite.”  
   
Naynina turned to leave.  
   
The person knocked on the door once again.  
   
“Ma’am, you must sign for this order; your credit card has already been credited for the order.”  
   
“I do not think so.”  
   
Naynina unlocked the door and flung it open.    
   
Vacome’s eyes cruised over Naynina’s nudity.  
   
Damn what a tempting bite he thought.  
   
Shit, she forgot she did not have on any clothes, Naynina thought.  
   
“Sebestyn…what.” Naynina held her stomach. “Sebestyn, help me, my stomach is burning.”  
   
Naynina sniffed the air. Her senses homed in on Vacome’s scent. She pulled him to her and kissed him. She darted her tongue inside his mouth; she bit into his tongue and swallowed.  
   
Vacome lifted Naynina and swung her up into his arms. He entered her hotel suite and kicked the door close with the back of his foot. He rushed her back into the bedroom.  
   
Naynina did not release her teeth from out Vacome’s tongue. She siphoned the darkish elixir of his blood down her throat. Fervent emotions of a need swam through her veins. Naynina inched her mouth from off Vacome’s lips.  
   
“I’m sorry, I…”  
   
Vacome covered Naynina’s mouth; he tenderly kissed her on the lips. He inched back and whispered in her ear, “You are now a part of me.”  
   
Drao…”  
   
“No more, Dracon, not as long as I reign. You belonged to me once upon a time, and those memories is what I hold on to, and in this lifetime, we will make many more of them.”  
   
Naynina palmed the side of Vacome’s face; she leaned in and kissed him on the lips. She inched her face back.  
   
“You are so handsome, Sebestyn.”  
   
Naynina stroked Vacome’s face, she outlined his eyes, his goatee, over his lips. She leaned in and kissed him on the lips once again.  
   
Vacome bent over and laid Naynina on the bed.  
   
Naynina inched her face back.  
   
Vacome stood back and ripped his clothes off, he managed to steal from off someone clothesline.  
   
The clothing items fell to the carpet.  
   
Vacome got on the bed; his body instantly covered Naynina’s body. He kissed Naynina on her lips. His tongue traveled under her chin; he planted tiny kisses, his tongue dipped lower. He kissed over a breast, and then gently suckled on the nipple. He released the nipple, and kissed her on her mouth again. Vacome slid his body backwards. He rained kisses down to Naynina’s abdomen  
   
“Umm,” Naynina moaned.  
   
Vacome’s body followed his tongue. He kissed over Naynina’s pelvis.  
   
Naynina opened her legs.  
   
Vacome lifted his head. He caught Naynina’s eyes.  
   
“You are so beautiful, in your past lifetime, and more beautiful in this century.”  
   
Vacome settled his presence between Naynina’s legs. He bent his head downward. He sniffled the essence of her pussy. The pleasant smell of her aura welcomed his nostrils; driving his libido over the edge. He licked over the opening to her pussy.  
   
Naynina palmed Vacome’s head; she pushed his head down on the mound of her pelvis, just as Vacome’s lengthened tongue shot inside of her.  
   
“Oh…,” Naynina groaned. She arched her back; sinking her body into the intimate invasion.  
   
Vacome palmed Naynina’s outer thighs; his tongue fed off the hunger, his fangs will come to feel. His tongue anchored farther.  
   
“On…Se…bestyn.”  
   
Naynina seesawed her pelvis up and down. She licked over her lips, as his tongue dominated the moisten cavern.  
   
Vacome’s tongue twirled inside Naynina’s pussy. He pulled her pelvis closer into his face.  
   
The swinging of Vacome’s tongue inside Naynina sent her body into a tailspin.  
   
Naynina smashed her breasts together; she bent her head and licked over a nipple.  
   
“Sebestyn…I’m…I’m about to climax.”  
   
Vacome stopped and rose from between Naynina’s legs. He balanced his body on his palms.  
   
“Touch me Naynina.”  
   
She knew she have heard his voice somewhere, in a place, lost in time.  
   
Naynina reached down and wrapped her palm around Vacome’s manhood. She guided it to the door of her vaginal walls.  
   
Vacome covered Naynina’s palm. He gradually slid his lengthened manhood inside.  
   
Aww.”  
   
Naynina arched her back; her vaginal walls gloved Vacome’s dick.  
   
“Look at me.”  
   
Naynina lifted her glassy eyes to look up at Vacome.  
   
Vacome inched his body downward to Naynina’s body.  
   
“I need you more than these full moon nights. I need you to take your rightful place at my side.”  
   
Naynina palmed the sides of Vacome’s face; she drew his face down and kissed him. She moved her pussy on his dick.  
   
Vacome moved inside Naynina.  
   
“Hmm,” two pair of lips escaped.  
   
Vacome’s fangs descended. His tongue funneled inside Naynina’s mouth.  
   
Naynina’s vision went black. Time stood still. She felt Vacome’s body being pulled from off hers. She heard glass being broken. She sat up. Her hotel suite window laid bare open. She sniffed the air. She heard car alarms ringing down below. She quickly got up and ran over to the window. She looked below. She saw two big dogs, tussling in the middle of the street.  
   
People were screaming and running for cover. Several hotel staff were on their cell phones. Several people were filming the combative engagement.  
   
Naynina covered her mouth. She turned and ran over to the dresser. She pulled out a drawer, removed her denim jeans and a shirt; she then ran into the bathroom.


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