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They came to the edge of the carpark where Vincent had left the camper van. He spun her out sharply by one arm and pulled her in to him to look into her eyes again, smiling a dangerous smile full of tempered sex. She cuddled into his chest softly, pressing her breasts up against him, yielding.
His fingers fanned out in her hair and her eyes turned up to his, liquid with drunken lust. She opened her lips to kiss him but his hand closed quickly, gripping her hair tightly and forcing her head back. The skin across her throat stretched tight and at the sight of the faint tremor of her pulse, he wet his lips slightly with his tongue.
At first she mistook his roughness for passion, but when he smiled down at her and she saw his incisors leave their sheaths she woke abruptly from that assumption.
He held her tightly for a split second, waiting for the moment he held so precious. It came. Realisation dawned on her and she took a deep breath to scream. His lust heightened senses felt her ribcage expand against him as her lungs filled and just before she release her panicked shriek he stopped the sound in her throat.
He bit as deeply as he could, restraining her flailing by smothering her against the battered brick wall with his weight. His smile spoiled the seal of his mouth against her throat and a dribble of blood wound down her neck to disappear into her blouse.
He sucked hard, filling his mouth with hot, thick fluid before gulping down a great swallow, and finally, his teeth hooked into her meat tore the soft flesh and gristly cartilage away, letting her drop to gurgle and die on the gravel.
Presently, he shoved open the door to the camper van and hauled the carcass inside. Three pairs of eyes lit up in the darkness, reflecting the light from the streetlights like cats.
"Let the kids feed first." He said sharply.