Chapter 8

“Well, hello again.” Raven grinned.

“Sex on the Beach and make it STRONG!” Kayla demanded, leaning on the bar.

I watched Raven’s eyes dip down to Kayla’s cleavage.

“I like the new dress.” Raven said.

“Thanks! It’s hot, huh?” Kayla asked, beaming.

“It is. Very, very sexy. You look very tasty. “ Raven nodded.

“Are you a vampire too?” Kayla asked.

“No, I’m human. I have been known to do amazing things with my mouth though.” Raven grinned, giving me a sideways glance as she made Kayla’s drink.

“Oh yeah? That’s cool. I just know how to bite people but I haven’t done that very much.” Kayla nodded.

“Well, if you’re not too busy later, I’d love to show you what I can do with my tongue. We can let your friend watch, or play too. Whatever you’d prefer.” Raven said, licking her lips as she leaned over the bar.

“Uhm, OK. Maybe. Right now I wanna get drunk and dance.” Kayla said.

Raven nodded and slid Kayla’s glass over to her.

“Thanks!” Kayla said, grabbing the glass and immediately drinking half of it.

“Slow down girl!” I scolded.

“No way, DAD. I’m gonna PARTY tonight!! Whoo hoo!!” Kayla yelled.

I began to protest but Kayla skipped off and disappeared into the crowd.

I blew out a sight and then leaned onto the bar.

“B positive and a beer?” I asked.

“Sure thing, Dad.” Raven smirked.

“Just to be clear, I’m not her father.” I mumbled.

“Oh, I know.” Raven said, sliding me my glasses.

“K.” I said, grabbing my shot of blood and lifting it to my mouth.

“But maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll call you Daddy later.” Raven continued.

I nearly choked on the liquid but managed to keep it going down my mouth.

“Uhm, so, uhm, where is your friend? The blond? Jill?” I stammered, looking behind the bar for the other bartender. In her place was an extremely thin redhead wearing a skirt and a white button up shirt.

“She didn’t come in today. I need to get back to work.” Raven said abruptly and then walked off.

I admired Raven’s ass as she moved to the next customer and then turned around in my stool.

Kayla had climbed onto one of the dance stations with a pole in the center. It took me a moment to remember that Kayla had been on the dance team in school.

I sipped my beer and admired Kayla’s swaying body. As I watched, I noticed that there was a growing group of people around the base of the station where Kayla was dancing.

Then I saw Liz.

Liz was watching Kayla and chatting with a bearded man in a leather vest next to her. They were both looking at each other and then up at Kayla.

I sat upright.

The man next to Liz turned slightly and I focused my attention on him.

It was Steve, the owner of the club.

“What in the hell?” I said to myself.

“Well, hello there. Back already?” A familiar voice came from beside me.

I snapped out of my trance and turned.

It was Chelsea.

“Hey there. Sorry.”

“You all alone tonight?”

“Kayla is with me. She’s out on her own.”

“Yeah? You want some company?”

“Uhm, yeah. Sure.” I mumbled, looking from Chelsea up to where Kayla was.

Kayla was now kneeling down...

... talking to Liz.

“You want to eat or fuck?” Chelsea asked.

“Uhm, yes.” I replied, watching Liz and Kayla talk.

“I like your style. I prefer both anyway, as you know.” Chelsea said.

“Uh huh.” I replied, watching.

“Seems you’re distracted, Scotty. I do like a challenge though.” Chelsea said.

It didn’t even register.

I was so focused on Kayla and Liz that I didn’t notice Chelsea tugging my pants open.

“Woah, hello there!” I exclaimed as I felt Chelsea’s mouth on my equipment.

I looked down and Chelsea winked at me.

“Hello there.” She grinned.

“Hello to you too!” I replied.

My brain/body connection hadn’t fully engaged yet but Chelsea was doing her best. I watched her work and then glanced up.

Liz and Kayla were now making out.

Blood, or whatever I had, rushed Southwards and Chelsea laughed a bit.

“There you go. Finally I woke you up eh?”

“Uh huh.”

“Come on, let’s go someplace and fuck.” Chelsea said, standing up.

I slid off the bar stool. Chelsea grabbed my hand and led me towards the booths where we had been last night. As we walked, I scanned the crowd.

I spotted Liz leading Kayla towards a similar booth on the other side of the club.

As much as I liked sex and loved fucking Chelsea, I couldn’t help but worry about Kayla and Liz. If Chelsea noticed my mental distance, she didn’t say anything.

I bent her over the back of the couch and slammed her as hard as I could, hoping that I’d get her off quickly. Chelsea moaned and screamed and begged me to bite her, which I did.

Thankfully, I’d been rough enough with her to knock her out and I quickly pulled up my pants. I was high on fresh blood, sex and adrenaline, so I quickly shoved some money into Chelsea’s pants and pushed through the crowd to where I’d last seen Kayla and Liz.

The crowd had grown thick in this area of the club and I had to force my way between the bodies. As I got closer to the booth, I could hear moaning and the sounds of bodies slapping.

Finally, I reached the edge of the crowd.