C3 The Hunt (3)

The seedy, dilapidated establishment known as Redheat could be found a short distance away from the red lights district. It was reprehensible in every way, even by the standards of vampires. Nathan believed he could go without food for yet another day, but the rumbling in his chest was something he couldn't ignore for much longer.

It was true that brothels and hotels were always hunting grounds for vampires, but as he approached the place, the outlook turned on his revulsion. He couldn't stand the thought of being there.

The dim lighting obscured the majority of the shank bungalow's characteristics. However, his sharp eyesight allowed him to spot the entrance door which was hanging precariously from its hinges.

The neon lights for the advertisement had all burned out, and the only thing that was visible was the letter 'e' in the words flickering back and forth. The signpost itself was on the verge of collapsing.

Aside from the loud music that was coming from the building, he didn't need to guess that what littered the place were used condoms, stolen purses and wallets, cigarettes, and of course, panties and pantyhose with blood stains that made him wistful.

The surrounding area was covered in garbage, and the loud music that was coming from the building was also present.

Nathan felt a twitch in the pit of his stomach.

He detested it when the most despicable people on the planet gathered in one location to defile what little was left of the dying world. Because he had experienced enough of life, he was aware that humans were their own worst enemies.

The entire location was crawling with people, including hookers, curb crawlers, and drug addicts; however, their faces were partially obscured by the disco lights that spilled to the front of the venue, which added gloom to the overall scene of pure hardcore.

In most of the places he looked, he saw people standing quickies, including men, women, boys, and girls who were using the darkness to fuck themselves out at corners and in alleys.

It appeared that the Redheat could not accommodate all of its excesses due to its limited space. The sounds of grunting and moaning were the only clues that led Nathan to their location, and he was sick of what he was seeing.

"Oh my goodness, isn't he dashing?" A hooker inquired with her coworkers, a group of six girls wearing excessive amounts of mascara and revealing clothing. She abandoned her friends who were standing near the entrance while she lusciously caroused with him, preventing him from entering the home.

“Aren’t you a lonely one?” Her 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 usually 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 trickier 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 fuck there is,” she added.

The lady had a vice grip on one of his arms while the other was investigating the private parts of his anatomy.

Nathan gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to look at her from below.

His capacity for self-control was usually relatively high, but he found himself unable to shake this particular female who stuck to him like a bee.

She was like a koala who was desperate for a taste of blood and wouldn't let go of him until she got a good taste of him. And at last, he couldn't help but gaze into her eyes, which twinkled with the promise of the juiciest pussy he’d taste in his life.