A Vampire’s eyes turned red with any emotion, not pure black, whereas a wolf’s eyes turned amber or yellow with any emotion, again not black. With... all her years of encounters with vampires and werewolves these two were an odd combination.“My, my, my. What my brother has been saying about you is true, you do have a dirty mouth on you, and my, what a little lethal weapon you are hun. But, no worries all that will change in due time sweetie. For now I am going to break some bad news to you. . . .The apartment was clean, her clothes were clean, and she was sleeping soundly. . . . .the rest could wait until later. In my bed I was troubled. ‘What rest?’, I pondered. ‘Where does she live?’. ‘What’s her name?’ ‘How much trouble am I in?’. Sleep came slowly. Long after the sun had risen high in then sky outdoors, I was awakened by stirring in the other bed. ‘Oh My God!’ she said. ‘Who are you and what am I doing here?’ she asked of no one in particular. I, on hearing the stirring,. .....if y..... you would show me your tattoo.? She sat face front, eyes looking straight out through the windshield as she said it. The implication of what she was suggesting tantamount in her mind, conflicting with the teachings that had been ingrained into her ?If you’d like,? I said with a flat tone, no pressure. I wanted her to come to me, not the other way around. ?Are you sure?? ?Yes. Y....yes. I’m........I’m sure.? ?As you wish then,? I said. ?But I think it best we go to my house. And then I realized that I was no longer going soft, I was as hard again as I had been when I dragged her into the room… and I pushed her off, me, put her on hands and knees, and rammed my cock back into her cunt from behind! She was still crying from the spanking, and now she cried as I thrust into her now sore ass, my hips bashing against the red handprints, and I kept on spanking, smacking her ass hard with every thrust. She shook her ass for me, again, making it move like mad, so fast I.