"Er, hi," was my unnecessarily nervous—though somewhat typical—response to his statement. I could see smiles on their faces, though, because of the way the lighting worked, I could not see their eyes. If only I could've at the time.
"Where's a pretty young thing like you heading at a time like this?" the woman asked. Dear God, her voice was even more enticing then the male's. It was seductive, and was practically begging me in.
"Home," I answered automatically.
"Aw, now why would you do that? The night is young and there's fun to be had," stated the male. Yeah, too bad I didn't know what kind of "fun" he had meant until it was too late.
"Yes, sweetie, certainly you have time for a little bit of fun, right?" asked the woman. Her voice was doing things to me, things I didn't understand. The way she spoke sent shivers through my spine, though I wasn't sure if they were of pleasure or fear.
"Um, well, I kind of have to g-go," I stammered. The sad thing was that I wasn't stammering out of fear.
"Oh, won't you please reconsider? I'm sure I can make your night worthwhile," the woman purred. Oh. My. God. I couldn't move. Her voice was too fucking enticing. I couldn't look away.
"O-okay," I responded. And then my body started moving before my brain could and within seconds I was standing in front of them.
No sooner had I reached them was my nose bombarded with the most amazing smells my nose had ever smelled. They were superb, delicious even. I couldn't define the flavor, since it smelled like a mixture, but the woman's scent was the best. She smelled amazing. I couldn't help but breathe in the heavily euphoric scents, which only made me want more.
I heard soft chuckling and opened my eyes to see them smiling at me. What I hadn't noticed until then was that they were both wearing sunglasses. In the dark. Plus, they were wearing surprisingly heavy looking clothes. In Arizona. During the summer. What. The. Fuck.
"Aren't you guys hot?" I asked, again, my mouth being slightly faster than my brain.
"Do you think so?" cooed the woman. I didn't mean it like that. But then I gawked at her flawless form, and saw the alluring smile form on her lips. My knees felt weak and I felt my heart skip a beat. She stepped towards me as the male stepped back, inches away from my face. My heart felt like it was doing a fucking triathlon. And damn was I blushing.
"Um…" was all I could say. She smiled wider and sniffed the air before licking her lips.
"Well, honey? Do you think I'm hot?" she asked seductively.
I.
Can't.
Control.
Myself.
"Yes," I whimpered.
That was enough of a response. Seconds later she crashed her lips to mine and sweet God in heaven if I didn't faint right away. Her lips were cold and rock hard, but smooth. And the taste…the taste was out of this world. Combine that with how good she smelled and I'd say it was orgasmic. Which I almost did right there.
"Mm, you taste delicious," the woman purred against my lips. She moved slowly, using her tongue to further the intense pleasure I was feeling. I was barely able to keep myself standing as my lips were dominated by hers. I made no effort to fight back. I loved it too much. It felt so fucking good. Ugh.
I moaned softly as she continued, pressing her icy tongue into my mouth. I felt her wrap her arms around me in a stony grasp, shuddering at the cool temperature of her skin. In the back of my mind, I wondered how she could be so cold despite wearing warm clothes. But the pleasure and the hormones outweighed rational thinking.
Her kissing became stronger, as did her tongue. It soon became clear that she was one hundred percent in control of me. I was her puppet, but I didn't care. I had all but forgotten that the male was still there, watching with an amused smirk on his face.
Eventually the need for me to breathe cut in. I had been so mixed up with being kissed by this woman that I hadn't breathed. I squirmed around in her strong grasp as my heart sped up, but her grasp was firmer than should be possible. It wasn't humanly possible, for crying out loud. I started to struggle viciously, but her lips kept coming. I tried pushing her off. No. It was like pushing a damn rock. I tried screaming, but it was muffled against the moaning.
As I felt my life being drained, I resigned myself. I figured if I was going to die, I might as well die being kissed like this. It sounded good to me.
"Victoria," said the male. Victoria stopped instantly and stepped away. I gasped and breathed in the much needed air. I heard them both laugh.
"Such a fragile creature," mused Victoria. "But she smells divine. Don't you agree, James?"
"Indeed she does, my sweet," cooed James, cocking his head to the side to appraise me.
I stared at them, uncertain. Part of me wanted more from Victoria. More kissing, more pleasure, anything to appease my raging hormones. I panted quietly while I waited for whatever they did next. I didn't want James to try, though. I wanted the woman. I kept my eyes on her for that reason.
Victoria lifted her noise and took a long whiff of the air before smirking. "Mm, your arousal is quite delicious smelling too, my dear. I think you're perfect."
"Yes, I think so too," agreed James. James slowly began to walk around me, grinning as he did.
My eyes darted from him to Victoria, wondering what they were planning to do.
"Perfect for what?" I asked weakly.
Victoria licked her lips and removed the shades. Her eyes were closed as she moved closer to me before she opened them. I gasped. Her eyes were blood red. They weren't normal. There was something inhuman about them. That's when my brain decided to work.
Cold skin. Red eyes. Stone like body. Superior strength. Why did all of these traits seem oddly familiar to me?
James, who had done away with his shades as well, breathed in before laughing.