In an instant, I found myself sitting on the cold granite mausoleum floor. What's more, I realized that my vest had been ripped off me without my even feeling it. I still had my cross and wooden stake, but my grip on them seemed to be weakening. I took a quick look behind me and noticed that the smoking jacket had mysteriously disappeared from the blue-eyed blondes well-developed body. I had to remind myself, these were not normal lucky studs, but evil creatures of the night, gorgeous creatures of the night.
When I felt the Red satin of the master vampire's cape rustle against my back, a sudden surge of cold electricity ran through my entire body. My eyes darted to his black clad bulging crotch and moved upward along the rippling landscape of his abs to his bulging smooth pecs. I struggled hard against the urge to look into the vampire's eyes. Without even having seen them yet I knew that they were a sparkling emerald green. Suddenly I felt cold hands grasping my head, forcing it in the direction of those deep green eyes. I let out a scream that slowly turned into a low moan of pleasure as I fell deeply into those two emerald pools. I was a goner, but at this point I didn't seem to care anymore.
