Allison's hunger had been much more sever lately, yet with the acknowledgement she felt a huge burden ease off of her small form. She rarely used her sway over minds, enjoying the thrill of getting people to do what she wanted without ever using any sort of power upon them. Tonight, though, was about satisfaction, pure, base, and simple. Allison did not even really try, just using the weight of her blood, good looks, and natural charm to lure exactly who she wanted back to her hotel.

Allison came out of the bathroom, towel lazily draped around her. She did not even know the name of the guy in her bed, nor did she care. He was cute and he was food, and that is all that mattered. His mind could think of nothing else but her, and as she crawled into bed next to him, his anticipation quieted the fear that he should have been feeling being in the midst of a predator.

Allison did not care for foreplay as she jumped on top of him. She leaned in kissing him deeply on the lips and slowly working to his cheek, then his ear, and then his neck. Her beast was a beast of passion, and one thing she craved over anything else in the world was the thrill the kiss brought her. When her teeth sank into his neck, they both were ablaze with ecstasy.

Hunger and Vice had to be sated...