Convenience Nights: A Collection of Short Stories - Sample

Kinky Beast

It was a quiet night, the moon was almost full. Large and shimmering it hung low in the sky skimming the tops of trees and buildings across the street. I liked nights like these.

The focus of the night was my window display. I was making it look sexy with all things Fall, including some decorations. Ok, I'll level with you - a lot of decorations. So much so that I had run out of tape. With the roll reduced to a thin ring of cardboard I nipped out the back to get some more from the office, afterall I just had to put up this last garland.

After rooting and rummaging through all the draws I finally found the blasted tape in the very first draw I'd looked in - the one I'd thought it was in. Typical.

Heading back on to the sales floor I could hear there was a person in the store so I waited at the counter instead of going to finish the display. The fridge opens and closes, glass clinks and round the corner comes this stunning young lady. She's all legs and blonde hair carrying a 6 pack of cold ones.

I was dedicating my mind to positive thoughts, ones where this deliciously sexy lady added snacks to her purchase. A few bags of chips or maybe Doritos and salsa. Maybe I should suggest it. I was about to casually ask if that was all before suggesting the share bag of cheesey Doritos when she froze mid step.

Panic filled her face and fear captured her heart as it began to beat rapidly. She took a step back. Had I been a young Vampire those actions might have cost her her life. It was difficult to resist the urge to hunt when it presented itself but right now I was more interested in the case of beer she had in a death grip.

"Miss?" I tasted the problem on my tongue when I breathed to address her. Werewolf. No wonder she was skittish. Vamps and Wolves were not generally friendly with one another. "How about you pop the money for the beer on the floor and I'll toss you any change, huh?" I said, friendly as ya like.

Wolf lady said nothing and took another step back. If it came to it I would rather let her leave with the beer than start a fight but if I let one wolf think they could walk over me the whole pack would be in pillaging the store. Humm, conundrum. I wonder what our Kennith would have done. Probably invite them out back to murder his sister.

I was fresh out of siblings to offer in sacrifice.

Deciding to ask her if she would consider putting the beer gently down instead, I opened my mouth to speak but before I could utter a single sound the shop door flew open. I heard the glass crack as a figure barged into the shop and skidded to a stop in front of the she-wolf. Mate. She had mind linked her mate to come 'rescue' her.

The male growled and bared his teeth. Half crouching as if ready to pounce his body quivered. Alpha; I thought looking at the glow of his eyes and the way he was holding back the change. Not to mention his size.

Ignoring his rude display, clearly he was either very young, ignorant or both, I took the high road.

"Evening, any chance we could pay for the beer or put it back?" Look at me being super nice. Really I should be wagging my finger at him and grumbling about the door he broke.

My sensible words were met with a very insensible 'grrrr'. Flames of hell! Bloody wolves.

"Alpha, Luna," I addressed them respectfully, "there is no need for any trouble, this is just a normal convenience store in a normal human town so how about you just pay for the beer and we can all go about our night in peace." I smiled. Just lips, no teeth, I wasn't looking to start a fight.

The Luna pulled a scrunched up bill from her pocket and tossed it on the floor in front of her mate.

"Keep the change you filthy Leech." The male growled.

"Too bloody right I will! After what you did to my door!" As I gestured at the cracked glass panel another stunning woman entered the store.

"Brody, what's taking so long. I'm bored." She whined. I'd considered the first she-wolf to be s*x on legs but this one was a dark temptress. Long legs in black skintight leather pants made longer still by the 6inch killer heels she wore. Her shirt was baggy with a couple of tears, on purpose I presume, a leather jacket over the top, minimal make-up and striking onyx hair. "Brother, what are you doing?" She asked seemingly half baffled, half amused.

"f*****g parasite threatened Lucy." He told the new comer through clenched teeth. I couldn't help but gasp audibly at the audacity.

"Uhuh Brody, sure." She rolled her eyes and with the most sexually charged walk I'd ever seen she went to the discarded note, snatched it off of the floor and brought it to the counter.

"Alpha, that bastard blood w***e …" Brody started. Now that was interesting. Not something you see every day, a female Alpha. Naughty of Brody not to correct me when I miss titled him and his mate.

"SILENCE." She snarled and her brother, she must have released some of her Alpha aura as well because Lucy bared her neck in submission. "Stop insulting the shopkeeper." Then she turned to me, her eyes sultry and her voice lined with power. "What's the damage?" She waved the bill in her hand.

"Well that will cover the beer but I don't know about the door Brody broke, Alpha." I said, careful to use his name and no insults. Believe me I wanted to after the way the prick had behaved but being childish wouldn't solve anything. "I'll have to get a window person out, a glazier? Is that what they are called?"

"How about I send someone out tomorrow night to fix it for you?" She leant over the counter, her eyes were alive, dancing with power. I couldn't quite pin the colour down. They were like fire and earth and forest; sparking, swirling and glowing.

"Sounds perfect, Alpha." I rang the beer through and handed the woman in front of me the change. She flashed me a dirty smile and dumped it in my tip jar.

"Take the car, I'll meet you there." She told Lucy and Brody. Her tone left no room for argument.

"Sooo…." She walked her fingers across the counter, black polished nails tapping a slow beat. "Ever been with a wolf, Hot-stuff?"

"..." Was she… was she coming onto me? "I've been around." Her lips twitched, a lopsided smile pulled at one side.

She pushed up off the counter before spinning on the spot. With long strides, hips swaying she walked the aisle. I was practically drooling at the sight of her leather clad behind. At the door she pushed up the top bolt locking the door.

If I had a heart beat the tempo would be Prestissimo.

She pulled one of the signs off of the door before sauntering back and coming to my side of the counter.

"Tut tut, you have been a very naughty Vampire. " She waved the sign in my face before dumping it in the bin. I glanced at it 'No dogs allowed'. "You ready to play?" She put one patent high heel clad foot on my chair at the same time as reaching out and grabbing my crotch. Damn this she-wolf was bold.

"Aww, are you intimidated?" She looked me in the eyes, licking her lips and holding my semi.

"Not intimidated, Alpha, just not jumping to any conclusions." I gulped.

"Humm," She squeezed my junk, "this conclusion is a safe bet." She wiggled her eyebrows.

"In that case Alpha, shall we take it out the back?" She growled, low, rough and sexy.

"We can take it wherever you like." She snapped her teeth playfully. The Alpha's hand was still holding my c**k through my khakis, my now fully solid c**k. "That's more like it, big boy. Vanessa." She breathed her name.

"Vladimir." I grinned at Vanessa.

"Ha! Vladimir the Vampire?" Vanessa held back a laugh. I shrugged inwardly. It was kinda funny.

With Vanessa dragging me by my hard-on we went out back.

Right, well, I think this is the perfect time to go over a few things. First of all you're probably wondering how the living dead gets an erection or maybe you're not. Either way I'm going to explain. Did you catch when I said there were two ways to make a Vampire? Ye. Good, 'cos that's important. Now unlike the late Courtney I wasn't drained and refilled, I was created by method number 1 - recap; a ritual involving dark magic, human sacrifice and demon summoning. So while I might not have a heartbeat there was magic in me; crazy little Vampire ability I could influence blood flow, including in my own body.

Those created by method 2, well they weren't impotent but they needed some fresh blood to get it standing to attention.

So there you go, Vampire erections 101.

Now the next thing. Vanessa and I, you see where this is going right? We're going to do the nasty. Hot supernatural s*x. Now I don't mind you coming along and being a voyeur but I have to warn you things are going to get FREAKY. You saw the chapter title right? Ok well, you've been warned.

Let's get back to it.

In the office Vanessa pushed me up against the wall. Her hands were everywhere, hot and strong pawing at my flesh. Her lips went straight to my neck. The heat of them, the way she grazed her teeth against my skin made me groan. This was going to be intense. Vanessa licked my throat and came to claim my mouth.

Her kiss was ferocious, deep, demanding, controlling. She was all Alpha and I was loving it. Humm, I wondered if Kennith had felt like this when I was fondling him, this blissful relinquishing of control.

"We should go over some ground rules." She panted between kisses. "No biting, that would be bad for both of us and nothing that will scar but everything else is in." A flash of her eyes made my gut clench. "The safe word is 'toast', hope you can handle it, Hot-stuff." Interesting safe word choice.

"I'm all in." I stared into her eyes feeling the challenge there.

"Not yet you're not." Vanessa purred, running the claw from one partially transformed hand down my cheek. I felt it break the skin. f**k the was going to be hot. She grabbed my shirt and yanked, buttons flew off everywhere. A predatory growl escaped her throat making me burn with desire. With a deliberate and delightful slowness Vanessa kissed down my torso, claws dragging down my sides mixing pleasure and pain. Her hot tongue licked across the top of my waist band before she ripped my pants open; literally. The belt snapped, the material ripped and they fell to ribbons on the floor.

"Look at me." She demanded. Eyes locked Vanessa opened wide, devouring my long thick length, growling as she worked her mouth over my c**k. One hand was stretched up, claws in place of fingernails, on my abdomen keeping me against the wall. f**k, this Alpha knew how to give a blow job. Her lips were tight on the shaft, all soft tongue and throat- no teeth. She took me deep and hard, ramming my d**k against the back of her throat. Just before the point of no return she stopped.

A triumphant grin on her face Vanessa stood, her eyes on mine. Her heart beat pounded a steady calm rhythm as she stepped up on to the chair and then the desk. I stayed against the wall, my body pinned by those elementally charged eyes of hers.

She danced. Swaying her body to a song in her own mind, Vanessa began to strip. First she peeled off her jacket, expertly throwing across the room so that it landed on a coat hook next to the door. Next were the shoes. When the straps were unbuckled she kicked them off. The stilettos sailed through the air at speed hitting the dry wall either side of me. One of them became embedded by the heel drawing a dangerous laugh from her full lips.

The shirt was next. She inched it up revealing the flat of her stomach, the curve of her breasts, the dark areola, big and beautiful looking like a target with a hard thick n****e in the middle. I wanted it in my mouth. Still the shirt went higher exposing her collarbone as she pulled it over her head. Vanessa threw the shirt onto the coat rack as well before putting both her hands under her hair to the nape of her neck then, all of hell on fire, she did the sexiest thing. The Alpha before me lifted her cascade of glossy onyx hair and exposed her neck to me.

Fuck I was going to c*m right here.

Vanessa’s neck was smooth and flawless, no mate mark adorned the crook of her neck and I was drooling. Werewolf was an acquired taste, a unique flavour that I was actually quite partial to but Vanessa said no biting. Maybe some other time.

Oh, oh, oh s**t. No fair. She said no biting but as her hands dipped to the button on those ultra tight leather pants Vanessa nipped her own lip, pinching it between her teeth ‘til it drew blood. The smell perfumed the air, the salt, the iron, that distinct werewolf tang.

“Having fun, Hot-stuff?” She purred, undoing her pants.

“Yes, Alpha.” I swallowed thickly. Vanessa laughed in delight, head thrown back, throat exposed as she shimmed the leather down her legs.

“That’s right, Hot-stuff. I. AM. ALPHA.” Her eyes flashed, this time with more fire than anything else. One hard fluid kick had the pants flying at the coat rack, where they of course caught on a peg.

Vanessa blew me a kiss, sending a strong wave of scent my way. I was shaking with need. My c**k was throbbing, desperate to be buried in her sweet heat. Eyes locked with mine she slid her black lacy thong off, and then, and then she, she, oh great chasm of hell devour me! She brought them to her nose and sniffed them. I expected them to join the other articles of clothing but she kept them in hand.

With one lithe motion she hopped off of the desk and stepped up to where I was still pressed against the wall. Her eyes dark, expectant, challenging, she pushed the thong into my face, right under my nose. Obeying her unspoken command I breathed it in.

The deep musky scent was salacious, my mind was on fire with it. Vanessa cackled in delight. Taking deliberate steps backward, she motioned for me to follow with a seductive come hither. A moth to her bright flame I walked the same line. Carefully she sat on the edge of the desk before licking her top lip. Slowly Vanessa closed her eyes, put her head back thus exposing her throat once again and spread her legs.

As she had done to me I kissed her neck. The pulse beneath the flesh teased me. The rhythm was still steady but I intended to change that. My hands found her breasts, cupping and squeezing the soft flesh.

“Harder.” She moaned. Applying strength that would bruise I heeded her desire. A groan passed her lips, she arched demanding more. I pinched a n****e making her yip in pain filled delight. Her heart leapt. Everything she did was coaxing the predator within, persuading him to surface. With one nail I drew a shallow red line down her chest. Vanessa hissed and whined but didn’t move. No utterance of the word ‘toast’ either.

With one nail I split her n****e open before placing my mouth over it and suckling the teat. Blood flowed willingly into my mouth and I moaned at the taste. My saliva held Vanessa's fast wolf healing at bay.

“Yes, yes.” She breathed as I drank from one breast and kneaded the other with a harsh unforgiving hand. When the wound I’d inflicted finally closed I moved lower. Kissing the bottom of her ribs, the flat of her stomach, moving onto my knees. My hands ran the length of her legs, up and down, squeezing, pinching, rubbing; leaving bruises everywhere they went. All the while she demanded more. Her body, her breath, her heart drove me to distraction as Vanessa reacted to my every touch.

I could hear her pulse pounding between her legs, her heat sent the heady musk of her arousal right up my nose. My eyes devoured the sight of her exposed flesh. Glistening folds framed by engorged hairless flesh. Cheating a little I pulled on her blood with my magic, increasing the arousal in the area.

Vanessa gasped. Smiling as her heart rate jumped I brought my lips to her cunt.

I nuzzled and breathed, taking in the delectable warmth and scent. She rolled her hips trying to garner more than my current minimal movement. My arms looped under her thighs, the action bringing her legs over my shoulders. Fingers digging into her hips, I pulled her crotch into my face and began suck her clitorus. Vanaesa moaned and rode my face, my lips and tongue never leaving that sweet bundle of nerves. Her hands gripped my hair, almost ripping it out.

Her heart was racing, pounding, leaping. My tongue was flicking, lapping, pressing.

“Vlad! Bless the Moon, don’t stop, don’t f*****g stoooooppp.” She howled her orgasm. The muscles of her entrance were clenching and pulsing, I could feel them against my chin. Her body shook and I kept working the clit until her body went slack.

Releasing her legs, I rose between them bringing my erection to where my face had just been.

“Not so fast, Hot-stuff.” She panted, eyes wild and glinting with embers, her foot on my chest stopping my approach. She pushed me back gently before coming to her feet in the space she had created between us. Vanessa took a moment to taste herself on my lips. “The best thing about Vampires; they don’t need to breathe.” She whispered, almost gloating. I chuckled. I wouldn’t say it was the best thing but I could see her point.

“Alpha, glad you like what I can do with my tongue, but why are you waiting to see what I can do with my c**k?” I murmured against her lips. Vannessa shoved me back while laughing, the sound was wild and free.

“I asked if you ever f****d a wolf…” Her voice was husky and low, her lips were a triumphant smirk and her eyes, her eyes glowed like the moon. Bones began to crack and break, flesh rippled and sprouted fur. Her face became distorted, extending and morphing along with the rest of her. All the while she laughed, even when she was a massive black wolf on all fours; only the sound was more a coughing bark.

Oh, damn.

The wolf licked my balls and the head of my c**k. Well this was a first and being as old as I was I suspected that there weren’t that many firsts left. Wolf Vanessa turned, dipping her head and shoulders while pushing her hind quarters at me.

I looked at the pouting opening, an upside down tear shape. Spanked by the devil! This was really happening. I put my c**k against the opening, gripped the fur of the haunches and eased in.

Oh, flames of hell, it was hot. Fact, wolves have a hotter body temperature, werewolves even more so.

Vanessa made a throaty growl and I moaned. I began slowly, moving in and out in the way I would have done if she was still in her human form but her tail was wagging, bashing my chest and smacking me in the face. Humm.

Thinking quickly I stooped over her back, brought my arms down the inside of her back legs and began humping her. Fast thrusting the way a wolf would f**k.

Vanessa howled and yipped and panted. I worked harder, faster, using my Vampire speed. I was getting close when; crack. She started to change back with my c**k still in her. Skin was stretching and morphing, hair receding and bones cracking and breaking.

Her pelvis snapped and reformed under my hands making everything tighter. I came hard into the naked Alpha who was still in downward dog pose.

“By the light of the Goddess, keep f*****g me Vlad.” She practically yelled. “f**k me ‘til I pass out. Make me c*m so hard I’d crawl here over broken glass to have you plow me again!” By the power of Lucifer she was filthy!

Using my inhuman strength I picked her up, c**k still deep in her dripping cunt, and slammed her face down on the desk.

With my nifty magic I pushed more blood into my already large and hard member making it harder and thicker still.

“Oh Moon, did you just get bigger!” She cried out.

“Do you want more, Alpha?” I groaned, already teasing her with unhurried thrusts.

“Don’t hold back, give me everything you’ve got ‘Vladimir the Vampire’.” Vanessa growled demandingly.

My c**k now pumped to its maximum size. I pounded her wet slit. Flesh slapped, furniture scrapped across the floor with the force of my thrusts and Vanessa screamed and cursed and panted beneath me.

I drove into her harder and faster, the sounds from Vanessa’s mouth becoming more and more nonsensical. Reaching forward I grabbed her long black hair and wrapped it around my fist. She moaned, feral and guttural as I tugged her head back by the hair.

“c*m, you flea bitten mutt!” I commanded.

Vanessa spasmed beneath me, mouth open in a shocked soundless ‘O’, eyes rolling back, heart beating so fast it was almost one continuous hum. Her orgasm was squeezing and sucking on my c**k. I kept thrusting, driven by the Alpha writhing mindlessly beneath me like a worm on a hook.

“Toast.” She panted, I slammed to a stop and came like a champ at her use of the ‘safe word’. “Goddess forgive me.” She moaned tiredly, face against the desk now I’d let go of her hair. Drool was pooling where she panted. “Vlad?”

“Yes, Alpha?” I pulled my c**k from her, a mix of our juices dripped onto the floor.

“Prepare the broken glass…” She laughed weakly and passed out.