I Make You Mine – Part 1

I find you on a hot summer’s night in the city.

My dirty, scorched city with its scent of corrosion, adrenaline, rot, sweetness, sex, love, fear. It stimulates me, it inspires me and yet I need to return to my cool dungeon lair. But first I want a victim, I need to find prey, a playmate . . . perhaps even one I could love.

I had almost given up this evening on finding someone sufficiently enticing. I have been to the theatre, to a party and finally to dive bars but even though they came to me like moths to a flame, not one of them stirred me with an ounce of bloodlust, not one of them thrilled my soul.

There is an admiring audience, even now, as I cruise along in my low, black sports car, roof down; intent on just returning. Perhaps I’ll snatch up someone random, devour him quickly, discard him. But then I see you walking alone and ahead of me and I feel instant thirst.

I’ve been looking for one like you for a long time.

I can smell the poetry in your blood, almost taste the corruption. Watching you – God knows what you’ve been up to. As I tune into you, your allure has nothing to do with what you look like, although that is pleasing. It has everything to do with your mind and soul; there is deep sweetness, refined intellect, a capacity for worship, erotic potential. You know how to fuck and fuck well – you have the skill and the stamina for it. There is a trace of malice too; I suspect that you do not fully honour women, even though you long to. You will have to be taught. In summation, I think you are someone who deserves it. All I can give, on every level. All of the good things and all of the bad – all of the lessons.

Now that I have scanned you, sensed you, examined you for fitness, it is time to introduce myself. I have no concern that you will reject me; my charms are more than mortal women. I am a vampire mother goddess and no one ever does.

The engine throbs seductively, attracting your attention as I put my foot down slightly and draw up in my sleek, black car beside you. You glance round at me and I see the shock and delight on your face.

“Get in,” I say.

You have no thought of refusing. Why would you? I am dressed to kill – literally – in a short, clinging, black silk dress with one shoulder, leaving my slender golden limbs bare. My hair cascades down my back as my glittering green eyes gaze into yours; seducing you, hypnotising you with the promise of pleasure to come. You sense the implicit threat and I can see that it excites you. Of course it does, I knew it would. You are most definitely one of mine.

“Buckle up, my darling,” I say and I hammer the accelerator.

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Part 2

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Love, Georgina

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