Welcome To The Real Dark Side - Chapter 4

Together they walked out of the darkness into the dawn of a moonlit night full of day walkers who lived their lives never knowing that death was only a step away. The wet streets glistened and echoed their footsteps as they walked through the alley to the busy street.

The cool December air in Seattle made her skin feel so very alive. Her nipples ached with every step. Her soaked pussy rubbed on her jeans. She could feel every pore in her body and she ached for what was to come.

Passing a nightclub with trance like music pounding through the walls, a restaurant with patrons just outside enjoying the last bits of a bad cigarette and a night market they walked on. He walked with conviction as if he knew exactly where he was going to take her for her first kill. Then she saw their destination. A stone church over 100 years old, steeple reaching into the ethereal sky through the low lying clouds. The moon shining above as if to highlight our way.

As any person has heard, vampires cannot do certain things like go inside sanctified grounds and a church is highly sanctified. The stories said that if a vampire enters holy ground they will burn an agonizing death screaming and writing in pain only a demon could release it. He walked up the stone stairs and grabbed onto the brass door handle and pulled it open. She hesitated but he pulled her inside. No burning pain. No screams. Churches were supposed to be the home of God but God was not home today.

She walked the aisle alone until she found a pew to sit in. She bowed her head as if in prayer and deep thought so any others sinners may not think there was something different. No one would believe that a vampire was sitting right there in their own church. This was the perfect place for her first kill.

Chris walked through the doors and as his six foot, athletic frame walked by she noticed all at once the inviting chocolate brown hair begging for fingers to slide through. He noticed she was staring at him and he looked right into her eyes. His eyes matched his hair and she dove into them. He came closer and she pulled her eyes away from his and pretened to repent. Chris sat nest to her in the pew and got on his knee's to pray.

Wendoline slid closer to Chris until their thighs were touching. She reached her hand down and touched his thigh and then when he didn't move she slid it further and found a hard waiting cock in his tight jeans. She smiled a devilish smile and stroked his cock right there in the pew in that church.

She took his right hand, put it to her ass and gently rubbed. He was beginning to moan and she knew it was time to take it to the next level. She looked quickly at James who sat in the last pew at the back of the church and he pointed towards two small connected rooms. She led Chris to the small confessional, opened the door and entered.

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