The Forbidden Pact

“Aren’t you a lonely one?” An enchanting feminine voice said. “But you won't be for long with that lovely and slightly hairy chest of yours flashing here in my corner. Just how I love it. You are not going to get away from me with that body of yours, pussycat," The young lady purred as she hooked one of her legs on one of his own while massaging his chest.
"You've come to the right place, and you have my full attention for the rest of the night." She had a sly grin on her face as she watched him become what she described as embarrassed. 
Just above her perky breasts, he could smell her blood, and he could get a sense of what it would be like if he bit into the area that was above her open cleavage. However, he showed no interest in doing so. The girl's blood had been exposed to an unhealthy amount of sexual activity as well as male seeds.
Nathan's normally charming countenance changed to one of revulsion as he took in the sight of the girl, who appeared to be filthy from head to toe. His stomach churned and his appetite waned slowly but surely. Perhaps another vampire could make use of her as a meal, but not him. He would never do such a thing. Used trash held no appeal for him.
“Be careful what you wish for, lady.” He whispered between clenched teeth. “I am not here for you. Move over and give me room to pass!” His eyes glowed red once more, but the girl failed to take note.
"Aren't you the grumpy sort? Well, I happen to love it when they play hard to get, but you will have to suffer for what they have beneath. I'm guessing some monster cock or something." She ran her finger along his chest, playing with the sparse hairs on it, with a stubborn, relentless smile on her face. "You appear cold and pale,” she paused. “You will need some tender loving care to restore the color, handsome. I'd be delighted to warm you up." She batted her butterfly-like eyelids as she brought her fingers to rest on the bulge in his pants. "Look who's ready for action," she said as she gave his knob a gentle stroke.  
“You don't know what you're playing with, and I'm warning you.” Gnashing his teeth, Nathan said while holding back a third of his abilities. 
It was as if the music and the people's voices were coming from a great distance away. It was obvious that the woman enjoyed hearing him rant and rave. Even the girls who were laughing at them approached him from afar. It seemed for a brief second that all eyes were on them.
 He tried to push her away, anger blazing in his fiery eyes, but she was tougher than she appeared. "Release me right now!"
“Oh, come on, don't try to convince me that you have no intention of hitting me with your baton?!” She pointed to Nathan's steadily growing cock and gave him a wide-eyed look, oblivious to the fact that he was turning whiter than he ever had before. "I will give you the best f*ck there is,” she added.