Jenny Dearest

(All characters in this story who engage in adult activity are over eighteen years of age. There is a generous amount of sex in the story - it just takes a little while to get to it.)

Daniel was surrounded by women - but currently, none of them were available to him. Things would soon change, but not in a way that he could have foreseen.

Just next door lived Kristin, with her husband, Stephen. Kristin was the ex-cheerleader with a bright mind and a heart of gold - they do exist. She had been three years ahead of Daniel in high school, and he had worshipped the ground she walked on before she graduated and moved on in life. Funny how fate can reconnect people - Kristin and her husband, Stephen, had moved into the house next door about a year ago, just after Daniel's parents were killed in a car crash. Every now and then, Daniel would help Kristin with something simple, like bringing in groceries or such. She was the kind of girl who broke your heart just to look at her, and then, if she looked at you, she broke it all over again. She was the definition of "girl next door" beauty, with soft dewy skin, light blue eyes, and honey colored locks which she kept chin length and wore in loose waves and curls around her pretty face.

Then, there was Daniel's younger sister, Jennifer, or just Jenny, which is what he had called her since she was a baby. Likewise, he was Danny to her. Jenny had gone off the rails when their parents died. She was in her second year at the local community college, taking classes with a focus on marketing and business management. She decided to "take a break", go find herself, try to get over the loss of Mom and Dad. She had been traveling around Europe for the last eight months (courtesy of a generous amount of money inherited from their parents' life insurance policies). Sometimes Daniel would pause just outside Jenny's bedroom door and whisper softly, "hope you're ok Sis, slay your dragons. Come home when you're ready."

Next, was Sarah, a cute, friendly brunette who worked as a barista at the coffee shop he stopped at every day on his way to work. He had been flirting with her for over a month now, and had finally gotten up the nerve to ask her out.

"Sorry, I already have a boyfriend," she had said, but, at least she had said it in a way which seemed to convey that; otherwise, she would have said yes - at least that's how Daniel read it.

It was frustrating. Daniel was a decent looking guy with short light brown hair and brown eyes; 5ft 10in, 170 lbs., athletic build and some decent muscle definition from his construction work. He really just wished for a halfway nice, halfway pretty, fun to be with, girlfriend. Occasional porn was fine, but nothing could compare to making a connection with a real girl with a real vagina. "Please god, send me a girl," he thought, with a wry smile. What he didn't know at the moment was that someone had sent a girl in his direction, but, it wasn't god.

Daniel was settled on his couch, eating a burger and watching an episode of his favorite home improvement show - fitting because he worked in light construction and home repairs while studying to become an electrician. He just needed to complete a few more classes before he could apply for an apprenticeship. When the improvement show ended, he switched to the latest hot show on streaming. After binge watching two episodes of that, he started scrolling on his phone. There were a lot of animal kindness articles in his feed - he had a soft spot for the helpless. He made a habit of plugging his phone in to charge before he started surfing. His phone was his alarm clock - he needed to be up at 6AM, every weekday, for work.

Daniel didn't sleep on his couch for any particular reason - he had a perfectly good bedroom with a bed, but, a girlfriend would sure make things a lot more interesting in there... So, especially with Jenny gone, he often just fell asleep on the couch. The last thing Daniel remembered before falling asleep this night was a story about a sea turtle trapped in plastic, desperate for help, and some kind-hearted people who helped save the critter.

Just after 1AM, Daniel jolted awake to the sound of blood-curdling hysterical screaming coming from somewhere outside. "What the fuck," he thought groggily as he rolled off the couch. He grabbed a hammer from his tool belt near the front door, and then pushed his way cautiously outside.

What he saw in the half light coming from inside his neighbor's open garage shocked him into immobility briefly - there was Kristin, in her nightgown, sitting in the threshold of her garage cradling her husband's head in her lap. Daniel could see blood on Kristin's nightgown and on the cement driveway adjacent to Kristin's phone, but it was not an overly large amount. The 911 operator was speaking, trying to get more information, but to no avail.

Daniel ran over to Kristin and dropped down to one knee beside her. "Did you? Is that 911, on your phone? Can I help?" he asked.

Kristin glanced aside to Daniel and managed to say a few words, "Yes, I called 911, they're coming. He's..." she sobbed.

Daniel's survival sense kicked in - he started looking around, scanning for anything threatening while at the same time he tightened his grip on his work hammer. He was assuming the role of Kristin's protector, at least until the police and emergency teams arrived. For a few surreal moments, Daniel watched and waited by Kristin's side accompanied only by the mournful sounds of her sobbing - then, help arrived.

...

The next day

Kristin's mother had arrived by early morning to stay with Kristin, and the police had stationed a car with two officers just across the street from Kristin's house, so currently there was little more that Daniel could do for Kristin. She was just his next door neighbor after all, and other than Daniel's old high school friends, no one on earth knew about his youthful infatuation with Kristin - probably half of the boys in the school had felt the same. So, Daniel went to work as usual - he spent the day putting up drywall in a new office building downtown.

When he returned home that evening, he learned from Kristin's mother that Stephen was dead.

"Damn..." Daniel said sadly. After a moment of silence, he continued, "Please tell her how sorry I am, and if there is anything I can do to help her, just ask," Daniel offered.

Kristin's mother thanked him, and then went back inside her daughter's home.

After a quick sandwich and a cold beer, Daniel used his phone to order some sympathy flowers for Kristin - they were all set for delivery, tomorrow.

That night, Daniel fell asleep on the couch again. Just before midnight, something woke him - a scuffling sound which seemed to be coming from his own garage. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Daniel thought. This time he grabbed a baseball bat (which he had set beside the couch after the events of last night), and made his way to the door which opened into his garage. He pulled the door open and quickly flipped the light switch on. He held the bat forward protectively as he circled around to the other side of his eight year old pickup truck.

"Danny," a feminine voice said softly, almost wistfully.

"Jenny?" Daniel asked incredulously. He lowered the baseball bat as he stepped closer to his sister who was currently sitting on the cement floor of the garage with her back against one of his truck tires, hugging her knees to her chest, and looking utterly bedraggled.

"Yeah, it's me," Jenny replied. "I fucked up Danny, I so fucked up." Jenny shook her head from side to side a little and rocked her small frame forward and backward.

"What? I mean, what happened, you were over in Europe..." Daniel responded.

"I was, I just got back two days ago," Jenny replied.

Jenny stood up slowly. "Danny, I need your help, can we go inside?" she asked somewhat oddly, tentatively.

"Sure, it's your house too... Um, you look like you could use a shower. I can make something for you to eat while you get cleaned up," Daniel offered.

"That's ok, I'm not really hungry, but, I do need that shower. I'm sorry it's so late..." Jenny replied.

For a brief moment, the two siblings just stood there in the dim light of their garage, looking at each other. Neither had seen the other, except on their phones, for the past eight months.

Jenny was more than a waif, but not by much, standing 5ft 1in and weighing in at all of 103 lbs. She had a cute face with a small upturned nose and the same brown eyes as her brother. Jenny was a natural blond, but at present she was rocking a more platinum blond bordering on bleached look. Currently, her shoulder length mane was a bit unkempt and fell around her face somewhat, imparting an exotic, almost wild look. She had some nice tits (her own assessment) - they were perky handfuls poking out like rounded cones, with evident nipples, bountiful enough such that eyes were drawn to them whenever she chose to wear anything tight fitting. Currently she was wearing a pair of tight black ripped jeans, some feminine hiking boots, and a dark red hoodie.

Daniel closed the distance between them and hugged his little sister. "I missed you," he said.

Jenny hugged him back, resting her head against his shoulder for a moment, and smiled a somewhat odd little smile.

...

Daniel was nodding off on the couch when Jenny, fresh from a long hot shower and clad only in panties and a short nightgown, flopped down beside him. Her hair was still damp and hung in loose strands, giving her that "girl just in from the rain" vibe.

"You got your lip pierced," Daniel observed.

"Yep, it's called a vertical labret piercing - you like it?" Jenny replied, pouting her lower lip out a little toward her brother.

"It's sexy," Daniel replied.

"I thought so," Jenny said.

"Listen," Daniel began, "I messaged my work crew supervisor - I have tomorrow off, and then it's the weekend, so, what did you mean when you said you fucked up?"

Jenny sighed, "You won't believe me, Danny, but you have to. What I'm going to tell you - it's all real... I know I wouldn't believe you if you were to tell me what I'm about to tell you."

Jenny paused and scooted a little closer to her brother and then placed her hand against his cheek. Her fingers were cool and her touch oddly soothing, despite having just emerged from a long hot steamy shower.

"Can I trust you?" Jenny asked, already knowing that she could, but she needed to set the tone for what she was about to tell her brother.

"I'm going to show you something, before I tell you everything," Jenny said softly. She leaned closer to her brother and parted her lips in a simple, yet inviting way, revealing her pretty white teeth. She curved her upper lip a bit further and then dispelled the minor glamour which had concealed her fangs - exposing two wicked looking little daggers of bone, which until a moment ago had appeared as normal upper human canines.

"I'm a vampire," Jenny said bluntly. "Our neighbor, it was me. It was an accident, I didn't mean to... I took too much. Please don't look at me like that... I need you to protect me, help me, and... I'm going to need you to come to France with me, soon - there isn't much time," she finished.

"What the actual fuck Jenny," Daniel asked incredulously, yet, he believed her - there was something in the way she had said it, along with the fangs and their dead neighbor, and he also knew that despite everything, he would do exactly what Jenny was asking him to do - he would protect her.

Jenny began her tale.

"I met them, Damien and Aurelie, in a nightclub, in Paris. The three of us quickly became lovers... I wanted Damien - he seemed almost angelic, but Aurelie was new, exciting, forbidden sameness to me, and we were perfect together. What I didn't know at first was that they were hiding a dark secret - they were both vampires. Eventually, I let them feed from me; small amounts, during our lovemaking. They never intended to turn me; they didn't think that they could - their powers had diminished. Their clan is failing. One night, they took too much from me, and, in desperation, not wanting me to die, Aurelie sliced her own wrist and fed a little of her blood to me - and here I am."

Jenny lay her head against her brother's shoulder before continuing.

"They took me to a crumbling monastery in the countryside, to a very old woman. She said it might not be too late to restore my humanity, if that is what I wished for, but, only if I had a sibling, still human, who could be part of the restoration ritual. Blood is required, Danny - your blood, but not more than you can give..."

"We can talk more tomorrow. You need sleep," Jenny said softly.

Jenny stroked her fingers along her brother's chest, feeling his warmth and the beating of his heart through the fabric of his shirt.

The two siblings sat together in silence for about ten minutes before Jenny whispered, "Danny, can I... sleep with you? I really don't want to be alone. Please?" she asked, lifting her gaze to search her brother's eyes.

"What, Jenny, that's... I'm your brother," Daniel began.

"I just want to be close, besides, my mind has changed about a lot of things. Maybe it isn't so wrong. I'm closer to you than to anyone else in the world," Jenny replied. "I promise I won't bite you without asking - I won't need much blood for a while..." Jenny felt a flicker of remorse as she said this - she didn't like to kill. She wasn't telling Danny the full truth, but she wasn't a monster, not really - it was all a matter of perspective. That was what she kept telling herself anyway.

Jenny didn't actually need sleep. She could put herself into a light trance or engage in deep meditation to restore her psychic energy. She could do this whenever she wished, when circumstances allowed. Her main limitation was that she needed to avoid direct sunlight, and if someone cut off her head, well, that was the end. As for crosses and holy water and other such things, they were just implements of comfort for those who believed in their power. Now, Angels and Demons did exist - they had been called many things throughout history and they would bear many future names. Vampires were a manifestation of demonic power on earth, and went mostly unchallenged, as long as they remained concealed. They were very good at hiding.

Jenny rose catlike from where she had been curled against her brother and padded directly toward Danny's bedroom. She paused in the doorway for a brief moment to glance back at her brother, and then she disappeared inside his room.

The first night, Daniel slept in his T-shirt and boxers facing away from Jenny. He was uncomfortable in a number of different ways, but he loved his sister and he wanted her to feel that love, and to feel safe. Of course he wouldn't call the police or tell anyone what she had admitted with regard to their neighbor, but it still disturbed him a great deal.

On her part, Jenny spooned right up against her brother's back, taking comfort and warmth from the contact.

Daniel could feel Jenny's long hair tickling the back of his neck, but, more unsettling was the feeling of her breasts crunched up against his back. The fabric of her nightgown and his shirt was between them, but he was still very aware of the intimacy of their contact. Eventually he fell into a restless sleep filled with odd dreams.

The next day they talked more and discussed what a trip together, to France, would involve. Jenny contacted her clan and informed them that she and her brother would join them in France, soon, and that they should begin preparations for the ritual.

"When do we need to go?" Daniel asked.

"Not yet, but soon," Jenny replied. "We're not quite ready, yet."

"What do you mean, 'We're not quite ready, yet'," Daniel questioned.

"Just some things that need to happen," Jenny said vaguely.

"Jenny, I need to schedule vacation time, arrange the trip for us, get someone to watch the house; there's a lot to do..." Daniel responded.

Jenny's eyes narrowed slightly. "I'll arrange the trip for us when we're ready - I have to be very careful to schedule night flights, be aware of time zone changes; all of that..." she said.

...

The second night, Jenny spooned up against her brother's back again, but this time, Danny, having showered before bed, was wearing only a pair of boxer briefs. Jenny shifted a little this way and that way, causing her tits to bump and brush against her brother's back.

Danny was acutely aware of his sister's presence, as evidenced by a very firm erection which he was trying both to conceal and to will to go away.

Much of what Jenny was doing was of course intentional - she was engaging in artful acts of seduction. Jenny needed to move things along, but she had to do it in just the right way. She made a small innocent, "mm" sound like she was asleep as she draped her arm over her brother's waist. Her right hand fell not far from Danny's throbbing dick.

Daniel gritted his teeth. "Fuck," he thought to himself. "What the fuck is wrong with me - she's my sister." It didn't help that she was hot as hell - the platinum hair elevated her to "next level". Jenny twitched a little against him, but, finally, after an hour of just laying there, berating himself, Daniel fell asleep.

Jenny sensed her brother's urgent sexual need. Using her vampiric mind, she became a voyeur within his dream. Danny was making love to their neighbor, Kristin. Kristin touched Danny's face lovingly as he entered her. "I can be yours now," Kristin said within the dream. Danny kissed Kristin and began to move slowly on her, in her - gentle thrusts, finding ultimate bliss in the soft clenching embrace of dream Kristin's cunt. In reality, Jenny slipped her hand beneath the waistband of Danny's briefs and encircled his dick with her delicate fingers. Her touch was cool and soothing against his hot hard needy rod. She aligned with the dream and began to jerk her brother off, slowly, languidly, in rhythm with his dream thrusts. It wasn't long before she felt Danny's dick begin to pulse, spurting warm wet sticky seed inside his briefs. In his dream, Danny lifted his head to look at Kristin, and that's when Jenny influenced the dream directly, letting it be her own face that Danny saw when he gazed down at the woman he had just filled with his dream cum.

Danny snapped awake! "Fuck," he thought. He had just experienced a wet dream, which he fucking hated, (having one, not the fantasy itself), and, somehow, within the dream, he had fucked his own sister. "Fuck, fuck," he thought again as he slid out of bed and made his way quietly to the bathroom to clean up the mess inside his briefs.

Jenny pretended to be unaware, but, she smiled a strange little smile once her brother was safely inside the bathroom. The first step had been taken.

Jenny's thoughts drifted backward to events which had occurred shortly after she had become a vampire. Damien and Aurelie had taken her to a gathering of their clan, to introduce her as the newest scion of their line. In catacombs deep beneath the old monastery which served as their lair, Jenny was revealed, and accepted by the clan of twenty or so other vampires.

"Let her approach the matriarch," someone said reverently.

Damien pointed toward the center of the chamber where some sort of altar rested atop three tiered stone slabs, each slab of lesser dimension than the one below it, forming stairs on all sides, somewhat like a miniature four-sided pyramid. When Jenny reached the top slab she realized that the altar was actually a tomb; more specifically, it looked like something she had seen in history books - it was ancient, inscribed with symbols and pictographs. It was only just more than waist high. Jenny placed her hand gently upon the sarcophagus.

She who slept and dreamed within the sarcophagus became aware of her new child at the moment when Jenny touched the tomb. She was Meret, who had been born in the year 2452 BCE, near the city of Abydos, Egypt. As a young woman, she had loved her brother in the way of Isis and Osiris, but her brother had spurned her, had given his love to another young woman, and had stolen their modest family wealth, leaving Meret with nothing. The accumulated heartbreak and grief was more than Meret could bear, and she sought to drown herself in mother Nile. As Meret waded into the river just before midnight, a demon who had been drawn to her beauty and her pain approached her with an offer.

"I will lay with you, and make you something more than what you are. I can give you the power to take vengeance upon those who have wronged you but it will come with a price; not just that you lay with me, but that you will carry my sin with you in darkness, always in darkness, for years beyond your dreams," the demon said seductively. His voice was coarse and deep, clearly masculine in nature.

Meret hesitated. She glanced upward at the stars in the sky above as if seeking guidance, but found none. After a moment, she turned her gaze back to the demon.

"I accept," she said.

The demon lead her to a rocky cave in the nearby desert, where they copulated all through the night, until he was sated and she was full of his vile seed. As she lay exhausted, trembling, with the demon's cum oozing from her cunt, he sunk his fangs into her throat and consumed her blood to the verge of her death. At that final moment, he fed her a few drops of his own blood, endowing her with just a small amount of his power. Meret was now his child, a vampire. She had been given the promised power now, but she was still alone, and she wished it were not so.

With Jenny's hand resting upon Meret's tomb, Meret whispered into Jenny's mind and told her what she must do, and why; that Jenny was the key to the future of their clan.

Jenny's recollection was interrupted suddenly as Danny slid back into bed beside her. Again, he kept his back to her. She touched his shoulder gently, but when he did not react, she simply snuggled in more and pretended to go back to sleep. She realized now that she was going to have to be more direct if she was going to get her brother to fuck her - she just needed to determine the best way to go about it.

It was Saturday night. Daniel had worked outside for much of the day. He had taken care of their yard and then done the same for Kristin's yard. At one point, Kristin had come out to talk with him. She had hugged him and thanked him for the flowers and for helping her.

Daniel had showered and was currently sitting on the couch in shorts and T-shirt. He was eating a slice of fresh-baked artisan pizza, and watching one of those exploration and discovery type shows. This one was about a fabled lost city somewhere in South America. His thoughts kept returning to last night's dream and its aftermath. He couldn't believe that he had dreamt about fucking his own sister.

Jenny, dressed in yellow chiffon shorts and a cream colored tube top, flopped down on the couch beside her brother, picked up the remote control, and clicked the television off. "We need to talk," she said.

"Ok," Danny replied with a questioning tone in his voice.

"We have to go soon, to do the ritual - things won't wait..." Jenny chided.

"You keep saying 'things won't wait', but what things?" Danny asked.

"You have to fuck me," Jenny blurted out.

"WHAT? That's crazy," Daniel replied incredulously.

As she began to explain, Jenny drew her small feet up onto the couch and braced them both gently against her brother's thigh. She had painted her fingernails and toenails a very light shade of orange.

"The ritual, which... we need to do, that could help me - it's about the transference of life, in so many ways that I don't fully understand and can't explain, but, you need to fuck me. I need your seed flowing inside me, with its promise of new life. It has to be yours, Danny. Don't worry, I can't get pregnant, not as a vampire anyway. Once your seed flows within me, we need to go to France to perform the formal ritual in the presence of my clan and... the old woman who I told you about. I will need to drink some of your blood as part of the ceremony - it's the closest blood to my blood before I became a vampire.

"Jenny, I can't, I mean..." Daniel began.

"What, am I not pretty enough for you?" Jenny challenged. "You're in love with Kristin now, is that it?"

"No, I..." Danny responded. "You're fucking hot Jenny, but you're my sister."

"Danny, I need this," Jenny said emotionally. "You love me, right?" she questioned.

"Yes, of course I do, I mean, I really do Jenny, I'm not just saying it because you're my sister." Danny replied.

"Could you love me more?" Jenny asked softly, beseeching him with her soulful brown eyes.

Daniel felt like he was on the verge of committing to something which would forever and irrevocably change the course of his life; a thing which would make him a monster in the eyes of many, yet, he would do anything for Jenny. The truth was that he had always been attracted to his sister more than a brother should be, but, social norms and his conscience had kept him from ever even considering what Jenny was now pleading for him to do.

"If... we do it, for the ritual, then, what happens after?" Daniel asked.

"I don't know," Jenny lied.

"Fuck," was all Daniel could say.

"Yes," Jenny replied.

...

Danny and Jenny lay naked in bed together now, side by side, facing toward each other. They were in a shadow place, isolated from the rest of the world - the only light coming from twin nightlights, one on each side of Jenny's bed.

"Just let it happen," Jenny whispered. "Pretend I'm someone else if you have to," she murmured just before she pressed her lips against her brother's lips.

Danny's heart was pounding with anticipation despite his reluctance. His desire was inflamed further by the taboo of what was about to happen, and he cursed himself for wanting it so intensely, but the truth was that in this moment he wanted to fuck his little sister more than he had ever wanted anything before in his life.

Jenny slid her hand slowly down along her brother's chest, across his taut stomach, and finally down to his swollen dick. As she caressed him with her delicate fingers, she delighted in the feel of his heated throbbing shaft - his hot flesh was a delicious contrast to her cool flesh. She stroked him fully, languidly, and then released him, only to then gently trace her fingertips along his balls and up along his shaft again. She felt her brother arch himself toward her, seeking more. She held his dick firmly, possessively in her hand as she pushed her tongue into his mouth.

Danny placed his hands gently against Jenny's small rounded shoulders and then slowly traced two paths downward, inward, until he found her breasts - soft yet firm, perfect, crested by little nubs of textured flesh. He touched and teased her nipples gently with his fingertips. His dick surged and grew even harder, almost painfully so.

Jenny broke their kiss. "It's time," she whispered.

Daniel hesitated. In this moment there existed a final opportunity to end this. If they continued, there would be no going back - things between them would be forever changed.

Sensing her brother's hesitation, Jenny whispered in his ear, "I need you to fuck me, now, Danny."

Jenny's whispered plea broke through the last barrier of Daniel's wavering inhibition. Raw, primal sexual need drove him as he positioned himself above his sister.

Jenny spread her legs apart and drew them up a little, resting her small feet against the bed. She reached down to help guide her brother's dick to the center of her cunt, ensuring that he was positioned perfectly to enter her.

When Jenny spread her legs, Danny caught just a hint of the intoxicating scent of his sister's pussy. It triggered some deep instinctual switch in his brain - all he wanted now, all he could think of, his only need, was to fuck. He pushed in, met some resistance, drew back, pushed in again, a bit deeper this time, drew back again, and then finally thrust in fully, burying himself balls deep inside his sister's cunt.

Jenny sighed contentedly at having her brother's cock nestled deep inside her pussy. She felt full and complete as she stroked her hands lovingly against his flanks. When she felt her brother draw back a little, she slid her hands lower until they were against his hips. With her hands now set, she raised her legs up a little more such that her feet were no longer against the bed, and then with hands and open legs, she drew him in.

"Don't go slow," Jenny said in a sultry whisper. "Just fucking fuck me."

Danny did just that. Each time he pulled back he could feel his sister's pussy lips glide feather light along the length of his dick, and then he would plunge back in again, over and over and over again. He lost himself inside her.

Jenny sensed that her brother was on the verge of climax. For a fleeting moment, there was a flicker of doubt in her eyes as "Jenny" from before she became a vampire surfaced. "Danny, wai..." she whispered, but then, the moment passed, and it was already too late as Danny began to peak. He arched and thrust almost uncontrollably as he erupted inside his sister, pulsing rope after rope of hot cum into her secret depths. He buried his face in her soft platinum hair as the final pulse of his dick forced a last spurt of seed inside her.

They lay together in silence for a time. Thunder rumbled, followed soon after by heavy rain. Then, they began again, and this time, before Daniel came a second time, Jenny cried out her pleasure with toes curled, hands clutching the sheets at her sides, and her brother's dick pounding into her sex-slick pussy.

...

Ten days later.

The ambient sounds of summer diminished until only the sound of footfalls on stone punctuated the silence beneath the old monastery. The humid warmth above had given way to refreshingly cooler air as Jenny and Daniel descended toward the chamber of Meret. Three vampires accompanied them - two leading the way, with a third following close behind.

When Jenny and her brother emerged into the ritual chamber, there were murmurs all around. The full clan had gathered to witness the ceremony. Battery powered lighting, staged carefully around the chamber, created a kaleidoscope of shadows when anyone moved about.

Jenny lead Daniel forward, upward, until they stood together upon the top slab of the small four-sided pyramid upon which lay the sarcophagus of Meret.

"Why are there so many here?" Daniel whispered aside to Jenny.

"They're all here," Jenny replied. "You'll understand soon."

Aurelie stepped forward holding two goblets, one in each hand. She ascended to the slab just below where Jenny and Daniel stood and offered a goblet to each of them in turn.

"Drink," Aurelie said warmly.

Jenny smiled at Danny and lifted her goblet to her lips. There was a small clink as the jewelry in her lower lip contacted the edge of the goblet, and then she drank.

Daniel eyed the liquid in his goblet warily, but Jenny's smile encouraged him and also reminded him why he was here - there was no turning back now. Daniel raised the goblet to his lips and drank.

When Daniel handed his empty goblet back to Aurelie, she smiled an odd, almost secretive smile and allowed her hand to remain in contact with Daniel's hand a little longer than was necessary.

Jenny and Aurelie exchanged a knowing glance. The truth was that the pending ritual had a purpose quite different from that which Daniel had been lead to believe.

"Stay with me for a little while," Aurelie said beguilingly to Daniel. "Your sister needs time to prepare. Perhaps you can tell me a story while we wait."

Damien remained off to one side, brooding, during all of this.

...

Aurelie had kept Daniel engaged in light-hearted conversation for about an hour when Jenny made her second entrance, completely naked. Intricate designs and symbols had been painted onto her body from her chin down to her toes. Small jeweled pendants dangled from each of her nipples and a prominent ankh had been painted on her womb, with the oval shaped part of the symbol encircling her navel.

Jenny ascended to her place atop the altar tomb and stood on her tiptoes to place a gentle kiss upon her brother's lips.

"Now you," Jenny said to her brother. "Aurelie will help you undress."

"What, here?" Daniel asked. "In front of everyone?" He was feeling a little "off", unable to focus clearly. He was unaware of the fact that Aurelie had placed a mild drug in the drink she had given to him. The drug would calm and sedate him somewhat, and help to lower his inhibitions.

"Yes, they need to witness... everything." Jenny replied.

Daniel undressed, reluctantly, and Aurelie helped him to do it gracefully, giving it a form which seemed almost reverent.

Jenny took her brother's hand and lead him to a place directly in front of Meret's sarcophagus, and in full view of all who had gathered.

Eyes that had witnessed the Crusades now watched Jenny and Daniel come together atop the tomb.

"Lay on your back," Jenny said softly. "I need to be on top this time."

Once Daniel had lain down upon his back, Jenny flowed into position until she was poised with one foot on each side of Danny's waist. She watched her brother watching her as she lowered herself downward slowly until she was kneeling astride him with her pussy pressed against his taut muscled stomach. As she leaned down to claim his mouth, she rubbed herself against him leaving a trace of her feminine dew on his flesh. Her long platinum hair fell around his face, touching a chord in his soul and causing a surge in his dick. She kissed him sensually as only a lover would do, before lifting her head and smiling oddly. Then, she struck - like a serpent would, inhumanly quick, plunging her twin fangs into the flesh of her brother's throat, and began to drink.

Daniel reacted, sluggishly, placing his hands on Jenny's shoulders, but, instead of trying to push her away, he calmed himself and slowly lowered his hands back to his sides, allowing Jenny to drink, to feed. This was part of what she had said needed to happen.

Jenny took more than a little but less than she wanted, for now. She needed her brother to be able to perform sexually, and, there were more things which needed to happen before she took him to the brink, and beyond.

Jenny raised her head from her brother's throat and looked toward the gathering for a moment, her lips dark red and glistening with Danny's blood.

There were murmurs of approval and encouragement at this display. Anticipation had become palpable - they wanted this. They wanted "her" return.

Jenny placed one hand upon her brother's chest and raised herself up a little before reaching back with her other hand to find Danny's dick. She began to stroke him, coaxing him to full arousal, encircling him with her thumb and fingers, and reveling as he grew stiff, full, hot; ready for her to claim. She did just that as she lowered herself slowly onto her brothers throbbing cock, releasing him with her hand as she sank down onto him, not stopping until her pussy lips pressed against his groin. She lifted a little and then pushed down again, slowly, sensually, rubbing her clit against her brother's flesh. She arched her head backward letting her platinum hair cascade behind her. Up, down, up, down, up down...

There were more soft whispers of appreciation as the vampire clan observed Jenny coupling with her brother, but then, suddenly, all became silent.

A red mist, an ethereal fog, had begun to seep forth slowly from along the seams of Meret's sarcophagus. Jenny paused her sexual congress. This was the culmination of everything she had done since Meret had whispered into her mind and told her what she must do to save their clan. The mist continued to seep forth from the tomb, formless, seemingly random, but then it began to flow as if guided by intent, searching for something, someone. Now, a shape, the form of a woman, ethereal and lacking definition, began to coalesce in the air directly above and a little behind Jenny.

"Meret," Aurelie said softly, reverently.

The ethereal form, the soul of Meret, still imbued with the sin and vampiric power of the Demon who had made her, and still desiring the boundless and carnal love of her brother, even after 4,500 years, hovered for another moment and then simply flowed downward, and into the young woman who had been waiting to receive her.

Jenny sighed softly as she felt the vampire matriarch merge with her, knowing that she had now become the mother of her clan, and that their strength had been renewed.

Daniel was uncertain of what had just happened. From his vantage point, all he had noticed were Jenny's eyes; the color of her irises had changed suddenly from soft brown to a bright blood red hue.

Meret-Jenny reached out to the minds of her scions, "Witness my consummation with my brother, and know that when I rise from him and you see his seed dripping down my thighs, we are married, that he is my brother-husband and I am his sister-wife."

As Meret-Jenny resumed fucking her brother, she leaned down briefly to whisper in his ear, "I'm sorry I lied to you, but it was necessary... You're going to love being a vampire, Danny. I promise, and we will be together forever."

Daniel's mind was still muddled, but one particular thought rang clear, "My sister bites, and I fucking love her."