By the time Alexa woke up, she was tucked nicely underneath comfortable sheets, on an even more comfortable bed. She felt different – more alive.
At first, it was a little creepy. She usually stretched when she woke up in the morning. Today, she didn’t feel like stretching. She was just fine. It felt like her bones and muscles were perfectly in place.
Then it came – the strange thoughts and sounds. Deep, arousing thoughts she knew she didn’t have.
“I’m going to suck Ben’s cock so hard he’ll be pleading to put a ring on my finger.”
For starters, she didn’t know anyone named Ben. She didn’t even have the time to dwell on the mystery Ben for too long. Other thoughts clouded her mind.
“I’m going to spread that pussy wide and fuck it till it’s raw.”
Okay. The last time Alexa checked, she was female. She didn’t have a cock, so why will she want to fuck pussy till it’s raw?
The door opened and a middle aged man with icy blue eyes walked in.
“Good morning, Lexa.” He greeted.
“Good morning.” She replied.
“Um… I know how crazy this is going to sound, but I don’t remember how I got here.” She added.
The middle aged man smiled.
“I know. You’ll have to feed some more to have access to your memories. Here.” He replied, handing her a bottle of fresh raspberry juice.
As soon as she set eyes on the bottle, every hunger cell in her stomach charged to life. She felt like she was going to drop dead if she didn’t eat something. The raspberry juice was so appealing she didn’t know when she jumped off the bed and grabbed it from his hand.
In less than a split second, the cap was off the bottle and she was gulping the red content with pure delight. The more she drank, the more she wanted… yearned for more. It was like a crazy addiction.
The middle aged man smiled again and handed her another bottle. She made to snatch it out of his hand like she did the last one but he took it out of her reach at the last minute.
“You’re going to learn to control your cravings. We won’t survive under cover for too long if you go about drinking like that.” He stated.
She heard every word he said, but didn’t register any. Every ounce of concentration she had, she used on her attempts at the bottle. Hard as she tried, he always got it out of her reach at the last minute.
“How does he do that so fast?”
“Sit, Lexa.” This time, his tone was sterner.
“My name is Ah-lexa and I want the bottle!” She snapped.
She had no idea why she was getting so angry over a bottle of raspberry juice. She was so hungry but instead of craving solid food, she craved the juice.
“Don’t make me make you.” He warned.
He was calm but something inside Alexa told her whatever he was going to do to make her sit was not going to be pleasant. It was like an innate knowledge. She didn’t know how she knew it but she had to sit because he said so.
“Now, that’s a good start.” He smiled.
It was a very bad start. She didn’t want to be compelled to do anything but here she was sitting because he asked her to. Her entire being craved for a tiny little bottle of raspberry juice and she couldn’t get it because he said so.
“Who is he anyway?”
She decided to adopt a more subtle approach.
“If trying to bully my way to the bottle didn’t work, a little charming smile should do the trick.”
“What’s your name?” She asked, seductively lowering her eyelashes and flashing him a smile.
“A little charming smile will not do the trick in this case.” He replied.
Alexa almost jumped out of her skin. Who was this guy really? She could swear she didn’t say the words out loud. There was no way he could have heard what she was thinking. Or was there?
“Now that I have your attention, let us begin.” He stated.
Alexa sat like a defeated puppy and waited to hear what he had to say. He chose to ask the most uncomfortable questions ever.
“How are you handling the thoughts?”
“He knows about my thoughts?”
A wave of embarrassment washed over her. With his last comment on her ‘charming little smile’ thought, she had no doubt he knew more than he should. Still, she didn’t want anyone knowing about her sensual thoughts about people she had never met.
“The thoughts are confusing. I don’t think I’m handling them at the moment. They’re just there floating around.” She replied.
“The first thing you need to know is that they are not your thoughts. I’m going to teach you how to harness those thoughts to suit our purpose.” He stated.
“What?” Alexa asked.
First off, how could she possibly hear the thoughts of other people? Secondly, this nameless man just said he was going to teach her to harness thoughts to serve their purpose.
“It doesn’t get any creepier than this.”
“Are we a group or something?” She asked.
“We’re Vampires.” He replied, keeping a face as calm as the sea.