Her dreams were confused.  A hectic mix of sex, blood, guns.. and oil..  An odd combination to be sure.. Her body tossing upon the bed, from side, to back.. And that is how they would find her.  The satin sheet tossed off the bed, her legs splayed across the cool surface.  That inky hair spread across her pillow, lips parted softly, her breathing slow and even.<br/><br/>Even as he would straddle her head, her eyes would flicker, the coppery scent of blood mingling with oil in her dream, her body shifting, that little shiver as she would open her mouth, as if to rid herself of the taste, only to find herself quite suddenly filled.  That sudden feeling of not being able draw breath, her jaw pressed wide, his cock thrusting against her tongue, past it, the thick taste of blood and sex still heavy upon the invading member.  And she would choke.  Her throat constricting, her eyes flying wide.  Staring up at him.  His form fuzzy, unfamiliar to her sleep fogged mind, her vision worse than bad without her glasses.  Her chest bucking under him, trying to draw breath even as that thick, veined meat would drive -brutally- into that constricting throat.  Her cheeks reddening, her heels pressing viciously into the bed, her nails clawing into the satin sheets, grasping them.<br/><br/>She quickly came to herself, knowing who it must be, since this was not the first time!  She sputtered around him, smearing his cock with her saliva, even as she would press her face forward, trying to take him deeper yet, though he had practically forced his pelvis against her upturned nose.  Her teeth scraping against him almost viciously, her lips tightening around the base of his cock, still sputtering, her throat working around him, though whether to force him free of her, or perhaps swallow his cock whole.. it was hard to tell.<br/><br/>His thick, muscled thighs blocking her view of anything save him.  The girl unlikely to even know the vampire was present until that first touch of feminine flesh to flesh.