There were several tables full of men drinking, and being loud not far from Helga's spot. They seemed to be flirting with the bar girls. There are two men arguing over who should be able to take her home to bed. The inn was pretty lively tonight. Helga was wondering why Sven was staying up in the room and continued her drink trying to tune out the loud folks nearby.
Sven was in the room sensing his surroundings. He's learned to tune his senses to heightened degrees. He could hear people arguing outside in the streets. The smell of blood from the butchers down the street. While meditating he sensed an odd but familiar feeling. It was the same tingle he would get when Helga would awaken. It was close in the other room where he could hear two people fucking. He then smelled blood, it was human. Quickly he got up leaving the room to find out what was happening. He went over two doors and broke the handle discretely with claws going inside. He was ready to fight if needed. Helga could see him from downstairs and wondered what he was doing going into the room. She continued drinking pondering the reason.
Sven entered the room it was really dark, but he could see a tall pale woman, with long wavy red hair as bright as fire next to the bed. She had blood going down her mouth. She had perky small breasts, a slender body, curvy hips, and amazing thighs. The man was on the bed unconcious with some puncture wounds in his neck, but Sven could still feel him alive. His heartbeat was slightly irregular but he was going to live. Sven had his claws drawn and was thinking of attacking.
"Is it really polite to barge into a women's room uninvited? This man was here of his free will, and gave to me willingly." The woman said while fixating her gaze on Sven.
Looking him up and down she found him attractive. She had a devious grin on her face as she began walking slowly to him. Her eyes became red, and a weird feeling was happening to Sven. He withdrew his claws and lost his urge to battle. Lustful feelings began to take over Sven as he was frozen there. It was like he was being pulled into her gaze. He could not look away, and couldn't keep his eyes from examining her body. Sven was a man of course and had urges like any other human would. He was rather good at keeping them in check though. She was clearly doing something to him, but he couldn't resist it. Her hands began making a motion as if calling him in. His body was moving on its own, as he slowly removed his trousers. She walked up to him kissing him passionately and running her hands down his body. Sven tried to resist her but this close the charm was so much stronger.
Back in the hall, Helga started to remember the noises she heard earlier. What if Sven was joining the people in the room? He would never act like that right? If so why hasn't he ever made advances on her she wondered. She was debating the subject. Then her jealousy took over, and she decided to go check.
Meanwhile, the women began stroking Sven's dick in her hand. She then began kissing his neck and bit onto him. The pain caused Sven to be able to break the charm. He swiftly shoved the women to the wall releasing his claws wrapping them around her throat. Helga came in through the door saw Sven without his pants on, and the naked women pinned to the wall. She was so mad at the thought of something lewd happening she didn't even notice the blood on Sven or the man on the bed. She was about to start kicking some ass but then Sven quickly said in a stern tone.
"What are you, and how dare you make me do those things. Speak quickly before I end you."
"You didn't seem to mind." She grinned while pointing out his erection.
"My name is Astrid, and that blood of yours is so tasty. The better question is what are you? We will meet again young man." She said as her hair became moving as if it was alive, and intense heat.
The heat caused Sven to grab the man off the bed and retreat back to where Helga stood. He quickly adjusted his clothes and was about to retaliate. Then the woman suddenly vanished into the mist and quickly went out the window. Sven quickly looked out the window but couldn't tell where it went. He couldn't sense the aura anymore either. Turning around he saw Helga. Her face was red, and she looked upset. She quickly closed the distance and punched him in the nose.
"Just what were you doing with that woman and what happened here?!" Helga demanded.
She was clearly jealous that Sven was doing that with her. Also, the thought of Sven's equipment was stuck in her head now. It was clearly seen.
"Damn what was that for?! I came in her cause I felt the aura of something and smelled blood. When I came in there was a naked woman with blood on her face. She looked at me, and her eyes went red. I couldn't control my body until she bit me." Sven replied quickly.
It was then she clearly saw the naked man on the floor with puncture wounds and the same ones on Sven. She knew what it was.
"That was an empusa. They feed on the blood, or life forces of humans. Preferably men that they seduce through mysticism. Is that she was doing to you?" Helga interrogated.
"Yes, I wasn't doing that on purpose," Sven replied
"Are you sure? Because it looked like you were pretty excited." She retorted as she was glancing down to see if he was still aroused like earlier.
"Yes, I promise. Why are you so upset anyway?" Sven questioned.
"I'm not, now let's go to the room after cleaning the blood and placing the man back in his bed. They tend to be out for hours after being tranced by an empusa." Helga said quickly changing the subject to not show her true emotions.