Ever since I could remember, I was a night person. I felt alive when I saw the moon hang in the sky, as white as it was, illuminating the earth as much as it could. I don't need its light to see at night but sometimes, I just want to feel human; breathe in the air as normally as they do while they live their simple and mundane lives.

And like most nights, I headed to the Dreams Night Club with the expectancy of getting laid. I had on my trench coat with my thick, black leather boots and before I could get to my car from the hotel doors, I was drenched. I drove my black Lamborghini Veneno to the most popular night club around this side of the city. As I parked, the valet walked up to me but I didn't toss him my keys. Instead, I handed him a wad of cash as I walked passed him, leaving him starry-eyed.

I walked to the door and the bouncer asked me for my pass. Swiped it out of my wallet and immediately headed inside. As the door shut behind me, the music blared through the speakers and straight into my ears. The night was still young. I glanced round the club as I bobbed to the music; a song I had heard too many times. I headed straight to the bar and took a bottle of their most expensive and strongest vodka. I filled my glass to the brim and tried to dull my senses so I could trick myself into getting drunk.

Till date, I had never drank anything, mortal or supernatural, that would get me drunk and I had drank an awful lot. I watched as supposed couples, rubbed their bodies against each other and even noticed a gay couple kissing at one corner. It reminded me of the fact that I was still subject to some unnecessary laws put in by the forming fathers. It sickened me that I had to listen to the voices of a bunch of fools I watched grow up as they tossed me around. I chugged down my glass in anger, almost breaking it to bits as the whites of my knuckles began to surface and my fangs slide out. I picked up my bottle and headed for the VIP section. My gold card covered it all.

As I walked in, the first thing that caught my eye was a waitress serving a table done on my right. She was slim with long blonde hair and skin that looked golden under the club's lights. She wore a short, black cashmere skirt with a sleeveless, black silk blouse that was tucked in loosely. I sipped my vodka as I walked to an empty seat to have my little private space. I watched the nearly nude singer and pole dancers on the stage as they wiggled and moved as much as they could to entertain us. I knew the waitress was walking towards me from behind. I slouched into the seat and heard her say above me,

"Sir, would you like anything special?"

Special here mostly meant if I wanted a secret room with any of the pole dancers or, for a good price, the singer. I wasn't interested in any of them and I simply signalled for her to bring her ear closer.

"Meet me in room 7 in five minutes.", and I got up and headed to the hallway at the dimly lit part of the club.

I had used a little spell on her and ultimately, she wouldn't be able to resist. And sure enough, a minute after I got into room 7, she came rushing in, locking the door behind her.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her towards me as I locked my lips with hers. I am a kisser and no matter how quick I want sex to be, I can't do without the kissing. By now, the spell had worn off but my scent was intoxicating and it held her in place. Her hands clumsily struggled with my belt and I smirked while I took off her bra in one swift move with her blouse still on. Her nipples were hard and clearly visible through the light silk material. I kissed her neck and used my fangs to drain a bit of her blood. It always heightened my vampire senses and my irises shifted into a dark red. I tossed my shirt aside, with my jeans pooled at my feet, and pushed her with her face towards the wall.

Pulling her skirt up to her waist, I pulled her thong aside with force that it ripped in two. She moaned and I rubbed my index finger on the lips of her pussy, soaking in its wetness. I pulled her blouse over her head and tossed it to the floor. I nibbled on her shoulders and let my fangs sink in and take a mouthful of her blood. As I lightly rubbed on her clit, I arched her back and let my hard cock slowly graze her pussy. She pushed back on me begging me to fill her up and make her cum all over me. Under the dim light, I took a little time to observe her body as my free hand caressed her all over.

She had small breasts that fit her slim frame perfectly; small enough to be cupped in my hands and large enough to make any man stare. Her hard nipples pointed forward and felt like a little bud of a flower, all round and perfect. She had a piercing on her left nipple which was very subtle until you held in between your fingers. I placed my right hand on her shoulder and used my left to spread her legs apart. Holding my cock, I slowly placed the head at the entrance of her hole. I rubbed around in circles for a bit as I felt her juices warm my cock and drip down her legs.

In one swift move, I pushed the whole 8 inch length of my cock into her, pushing the limits that her pussy once had. I let her adjust to me after she screamed at my entrance. Slowly, I began to thrust in her. Long enough to make her push back to meet me and deep enough that she didn't want me to pull out. In few thrusts, she was already moaning uncontrollably and kept screaming "Tatăl mai greu".

I kneaded her breasts with my hands as my fingers twirled both her nipples. I turned her head back and kissed her lips with the ferocity that only a wild beast would possess. I felt the walls of her pussy grip my cock tight even as it was already soaked with her juices. Our scent had already filled the room. In mere seconds, she screamed that she was cumming. As I brought her closer to orgasm, I increased the rate at which I pounded her cunt. As she came all over my dick, I kissed her and pulled out.

I picked her up and let her sit on the arm of the sofa, spreading her legs out again. I rubbed my thumb on her clit as I sucked her left nipple into my mouth. I let my fangs graze it and slowly pull on the the ring piercing as I watched her ride out her orgasm. I switched between her nipples and saw as she rolled her eyes back every time my fangs grazed her skin. I got up and she pulled me in for a kiss with one hand, while the other stroked my still hard cock. Slowly she pulled me towards her and slid my cock in bit by bit.

She linked her hands behind my neck while I supported our position with my palms resting on the sofa. We connected our lips once again as I started to push my cock in and out of her still wet pussy. The sounds of our sex filled the room and I increased my pace as she tossed her head back, with her lower lip clenched between her teeth. I switched between fast and short thrusts to slow and deep ones and looked on as her breath became shorter. She managed to mumble "O, cerurile mele."

I could go on for hours but I needed to get home in good time. I turned her over and made her lay on her top half as I arched her ass up to face my cock. I slipped it in her once again, this time without the guidance of my hands and with no patience of any sort. I began with fast and deep thrusts, ensuring I touched her g-spot every time I went in. She began moving to meet my thrusts but she was to slow and barely met me mid-thrust. Plunging faster and deeper, I heard her mutter inaudible words and her voice shifted slowly to a mere squeal with tears slowly running down her cheeks. I placed my right thumb on her clit, rubbing it in circles as I kissed her neck down to her breasts. I felt her shiver under me and her pussy walls spasm, signalling another orgasm. I pounded her as fast as I could fuck a mortal without tearing them to shreds.

Finally, she screamed and I pulled out, watching her squirt all over the sofa, with her legs quivering non-stop. I stood before her as she sat on the sofa, with my cock at her eye level. I held her hair as she slowly took my cock into her mouth. The sensation of her lips on my cock was entirely different from the feeling of her pussy gripping my hard member. I tossed my head back as she worked magic with her tongue and lips on my dick. It felt like she wanted to suck the soul out of me. I could hold back; my stamina was outstanding as a hybrid but I wanted to give her the satisfaction for her work.

I gripped her head and held it in place as I began to fuck her throat as far as my dick could go. In few minutes, I let go and allowed the cum to build up as it escaped my balls. After a few more thrusts, I hit the back of her throat and I pumped my load deep in her. She gagged for breath and I pulled out as she swallowed my cum and took in a deep breath. She then licked me clean as I put on my clothes. I had read her mind and found out her bank details so while she walked around the room to put on what was left of her clothing, I wired her half a million Leu.

I grabbed my coat and walked out of the room, leaving her half dressed and bewildered.

The night expectation had been fulfilled and as I stood outside of the nightclub, I felt the damp early morning breeze glide pass me and remove all lingering scents. I took a long whiff of the air with the sun above me and picked up various scents of people who had been around the club for the past week. I walked to my car and pulled out the keys from the back pocket of my jeans. As I thrust the key into the ignition, I noticed a young lady dressed in a plain black knee length gown, walking up to me with a package in her right hand. Her black 6 inch heels clicked on the concrete as she neared me. I got into the driver's seat and watched as she walked straight towards my black Lamborghini.

"Buna dimineata donmule. I have a little token for you from management."

"Oh. What's in the bag, dear?"

I reached out as she passed the bag into my hands. As I held it open with both hands, I saw a bottle of Dom Perignon 2008 and a new gold VIP card. I looked up at the lady and as she smiled in response, I noticed that she had a gold tooth in her lower half that reflected the sunlight into my eyes. I turned away, as all humans would do, and told her thanks for the gift and kind gesture. I started the car and with my windows all closed, I drove off.

I felt and heard the hum of my engine as I sped through the roads without a care in the world. I was virtually immortal and I had so much time on my hands. And even after living over a thousand years, I still know that there's a whole lot that I haven't experienced. I turned on the radio and tuned in to one of those music stations and heard Joyner Lucas' "Lotto" stream through my speakers. I let it blare and drove down to my two floored cottage home about a mile away from Hoia forest. I drove into the little garage on the side while the housekeeper walked from the garden to welcome me.

I was born here and all my necessary rituals were performed in Pioana Rotundat. It was the only home I ever knew. I had lived in other parts of the world but in the end, I came back home. Travelling round the world all my life, I needed a tether to hold me down; and this place in Romania was just that.

I walked into the cottage and the servants all greeted me. I walked to the bedroom on the top floor and locked the door behind me. I looked through the window and watched the housekeeper's daughter gather the servants and give them a little scolding. The job of taking care of this cottage home and my main mansion had been passed down through the Oxblood family through the ages. The first was a mere boy when my father found him wandering near the mansion on the night of a full moon. The werewolf hounds, what we call werewolves that are purely driven by hunger, that were guarding the mansion had gone to hunt. My father found Moses Oxblood moments before his head was bitten off by a hound. He saved him and brought him home.

Although I was just 6 years old with him being 10 years older, he always called me Master Darren. My father taught me a lot of human life lessons and I learnt humility. So when my father died, I let him live in the house as a brother. He had sworn an oath with my father that his family and generations will forever be keepers of the King family. And it has been that way till today. But only one family member at a time could know the truth behind the cottage home. All servants that cleaned the mansion were brainwashed with a special incarnation so they forget everything they saw and happened the moment they leave the mansion.

In the bedroom, I looked through the window and spotted the daughter of the housekeeper. She was walking through the garden and instructing different servants. She was very promising as the next housekeeper, with all her brothers abroad and only the youngest who was 15 who still lived with them. I had taken a liking to her since she was young and remembered her snuggling up to me all those years as she slept in my lap. I remember wiping myself out of her memory with a kiss so she doesn't begin to wonder how I've lived so long. Even the servants were changed every ten years because of this sole reason. It was one of the downsides of being immortal without ageing.

Tatăl mai greu - Harder daddy

O, cerurile mele - Oh, my heavens

Buna dimineata donmule - Good morning sir