Kanin From Zia

He sent me the dream again last night. I always had crazy dreams, but ever since Kanin started talking to me in my head, my dreams changed; now they're about him. I know what he looks like from the dreams, but I've never seen him in person before. My dreams always start off with a stranger showing up, doing something to provoke my Daddy. Then I get in the picture, and then I get bit. All I can do is hold onto my dreams, since I don't know when he will come for me.

The dream I had last night was no different. My Daddy and I are inside my room, in our house, doing something or other, and suddenly, I see a flash of movement outside. My eyes peer out the window, and low and behold, some crazy person has parked their Winnebego in our back yard. The damn fool just opened the gate and pulled right on in. Of course, my Daddy comes running over all excited.

"What is it, darling?" he yells.

We both freeze. I can feel my heart racing, and my Daddy's breathing slows to a dead stop. The door to the white bus opens, and out steps a god. In my dreams there is always the same good looking man that knows my name, and makes me wet. Well, here he is.

Kanin's tall and kind of leathery looking. His face is tight and mysterious, and he's deadly handsome. He's got long, brown wavy hair that ends right at his shoulders, and he's muscular - the kind of muscular you can see in a working man's hands and arms. I can't see his body since he's covered by his jacket head to boots, but his hands, powerful and long. He looks up at us, and smiles as he tips his hat. "Come down to me," I hear in my mind. Jesus all mighty if I could jump out this window and land on his face, I'd be willing to die.

My Daddy starts moving side to side in his boots, and I can hear little ululations coming from his throat. Then he's gone. I turn back to the window, and Kanin is still there, staring at me. Fever burns my skin when I hear my Daddy snap his shotgun closed. I run after him screaming for him to stop. "Let me see what he wants," I say, practically begging my Daddy to put down his gun. But I already know. It's always the same thing. Kanin wants to fuck me in my mind, and damn if I'm gonna let Daddy shoot him before he does it.

My Daddy shifts angrily in his boots, and looks me straight in the eye. I know he's thinking about my Mama.

"My gun will be pointing at his head," he says.

Good Lord. Why is this necessary?

I slowly turn and head outside. No matter what is said, I always look forward to this part of the dream. I'm just glad I beat my Daddy out this time. The porch door cracks as I open it. Damn it's hot. The sun blinds my country blue eyes. Kanin's still standing there, leaning on his trailer. I put my hands on my sides real cocky like (he likes it when I do that). "Do you have a death wish or something?" I think to him. He smiles at me.

I carefully walk toward him, praying my Daddy won't shudder or nothing, and blow my head off accidentally.

"Thank you for saving me from a most wretched confrontation," Kanin thinks to me, blowing me a kiss.

I can hear him speaking in my head. It's his voice. Kanin's voice. Been speaking to me for a month. His voice starts in my mind, then works its way down to my heart, squeezing it awfully. Why won't Kanin let us be alone in my dreams? "Just what do you think you're doing?" I say. Man alive, he is good looking. His eyes look like green marbles. I can feel them pierce right through me. I fight my feet to keep them under my dress.

"I came to see you, of course. You knew that I was coming."

Yeah, I knew. From that voice, so dang elegant. I look back at the door, afraid of what my Daddy is doing inside. Then, with a sigh, I look back at Kanin. "Are you crazy?" I ask him. Breath in, breath out. I can't slow my heart. My body knows something I don't, and it won't share with my head.

"There is no need to worry my love. This is only a dream, like all the ones before it."

I know it, but it feels so real. "Why do we have to do this every time? Why involve my Daddy?" I think to him. My hands find their way across my chest. Whenever Kanin comes in my dreams, I think it's really happening. He's really here.

"Please do not ask questions. Just play along for now."

"What did you come here for?" I ask him, like I don't already know.

"I'm here to take you, Faye; here to take you to Zia."

"Then take me, I'm ready," I think to him. Kanin smiles at me, then his eyes drop down to my tits. Oh God, I'm getting wet. My heart's banging like a hammer. "No more dreams," I think to him. I can hear him. Hear his voice in my head. He's telling me things, wonderful things, about sex, about what he wants to do to me. My body sizzles in this on going heat.

"Do you want me, Faye?" he thinks.

Yes! Yes, please tell me.

"Close your eyes," he says grinning.

I lean my head back, and he starts the vision. His strong stomach is laying next to me on my bed. Fat beads of crystal sweat run down my face, and I'm saying it's hot. I stand up and peel away my floral pink dress, sending it to the floor. All I have on are old, beat-up black boots, with silver toes. My breasts are heaving and my nipples hard.

He turns his head, and smiles at me, but I am still looking at his golden stomach, covered in twisted brown hair. His hand moves down his black pants, and pulls his zipper down. In a spasm of movement, I see his cock spring up from a crop of pubs. Thick and fleshy. Standing straight up, looking at me, daring me.

"Oh my God," I say out loud, licking my lips, like I'm possessed. I swear I can feel his hands on me.

My crotch is swollen with want, the fluids running down my thighs. I might die from this heat, I think. Then it moves. Bobs back and forth, and he laughs out loud. All I can do is stare it down. The little jacket of flesh covering the head spits something out. My eyes follow the clear drip all the way down to the bush. He holds him arm out to me.

I don't want to be doing nothing else but this, every minute with him. He knows it.

I crawl into bed on all fours and slowly straddle him. My lips find his, and I taste his desire. I want this to last forever, but I know it won't. I slam down on him, and before I know it, he has my tits in his mouth, and I'm screaming like a howler monkey. All I can think is it feels so good. Nothing else like it in the whole world gives me that sensation. Not even Pistachio ice cream. It's good and all, but not like this.

My face trembles as I look over at the circulating fan. I feel it blow hot air around us, but it can't ever cool this heat. I won't let it.

I'm arching my back now, crying out my orgasm. And he's still bobbing me up and down on his hard cock.

"I will not leave here without you, Faye."

Shock smacks me in the face when he suddenly speaks out loud. I look at him mean-like. Damn him for interrupting that vision. My clit is crying. "What did you stop for?" I think to him. A slinky smile spills across his face. I swallow hard. This is starting to scare me, cause of what's coming next. It always scares me a little, but I like it. "You'd better get out of here if you don't want your head blown clean off."

Kanin straightens up, no longer leaning against his bus.

"I mean it. One of your kind already came for my Mama. My Daddy vows it ain't gonna happen twice."

"I came here for you, and I'm not leaving without you."

"Good," I think to him, stomping my boot on the ground. That same slinky smile jumps back across his face.

In a flash, I feel him on me. He's got me down on the grass, and I'm writhing, crying below him, yelling for him to stop, but I don't really want him to.

His hands are all over me, and I'm squirming underneath him, hoping I won't soak my underwear through before my Daddy shoots him.

Suddenly he stops, and leans his jaw against my neck.

"I love you, Faye," he whispers, then he does it.

Just like always in my dreams. First the pressure, then the prick. And I don't mean his pecker. His teeth I'm saying. They puncture my neck, and I open my mouth to scream, but I can't. His fangs bore into me, sending me into a frenzy of jerks. My eyes glaze over, and I don't even see the bullet when it rips his head off. Then I wake up.

Same dream every time. I mean sometimes it's a space ship, not a bus, and sometimes he just flies down in his jacket. But it's always near my house, it's always hot, he always shows me a vision of us fucking in my mind, and my Daddy always shoots him with a shotgun.

Oh, by the way, I'm Faye, Faye Barlett. Presently, I'm working in a barn, milking sweet old Bessie, on my Daddy's farm. In case your wondering, I'm nineteen, and about five foot six. My hair is yellow blonde, it hangs just a little past my shoulders, and I have freckles all over my face. I don't live in the middle of nowhere, but you can see it from here. Town's real small. Its only got about five hundred people. This town used to be alive, run over with folk, but the vampires ran them all off.

"There ain't no vampires," I remember Jack, my big jerky brother laughing one time, while he cored an apple. "It's just bullshit meant to scare us."

I admit I found it hard to believe. All the trouble started about two months ago. People started screaming, finding their animals dead and sucked dry. They said the carcasses had two big holes in them, like bites or something. Back then I thought everyone had gone nuts.

Once a person got bit, that was it. The town went crazy. People screamed it was vampires. And that was that. Most people packed up their bags and took off. But not my Daddy. He said if the vampires come, he would teach them a lesson.

But my Mama was terrified. She told me something bad would happen to her if we didn't leave right away. She said she could feel someone coming. Someone strong.

I asked her how she knew, and she told me he spoke to her. Sometimes I'd catch her staring at the table. Her face was pale and mighty frightening, and her eyes looked mad. That's when I knew; I knew he was speaking to her. She said he would whisper crazy things to her, even when she was in church! He would tell her what being a vampire is like. He said it was easy. You could fly, and feel the world around you. Go anywhere. Live forever. Be feared by all. Hear noises a million miles away. He said he was gonna take her to Zia, the planet all vampires were from, and change her there. But she didn't want it. She was a Christian woman after all.

I didn't know if I believed her. But when she spoke, it all seemed so God awful bad, and I hated to see my Mama upset like that. And sure enough, turned out she was right.

One night the wood floor past my room creaked, and woke me up. I saw her flash by and wondered where the heck she was going so late. I put on my robe, and chased her down the stairs outside.

There he was. I will never forget the moment I saw him. Count something or other. I can never remember his name, on account it is foreign and long. He was a vision. Standing in the middle of the yard with his cape out. He was damn good looking. His hair was white. So was his face. I couldn't make out his eyes, but he was huge. Much bigger than my Daddy or Jack. And there was something about him. I could feel it in the wind. A force or something.

I could see my Mama was fighting him. It's like she was being pulled, and couldn't stop her feet. I heard her cry out for help, and I began to run to her, but I was frozen. I noticed the Count had lifted his long arm at me. For the life of me I couldn't move my feet. Later Kanin said it was the Count. Put a spell on me or something. The count finally grabbed her, and closed her up in his cape. Then they took off in the black sky. It hasn't been the same around here since that night the Count took her. Jack left home after that. Said he couldn't stand being without Mama. We all loved her. If you ask me, I think Jack just couldn't stand the thought of one of them taking her away.

I thought to Kanin once, "why didn't you come for me like that?" He said it wasn't his way; he doesn't want me afraid. That's why he's doing it this way, fucking me in my mind while I'm sleeping, getting me used to him slowly. He says it will get me ready for what it will be like when he comes for me. That way, it will be real special when he comes. We can ascend to Zia together (his words not mine), and I can see Mama. A kind vampire? I'll be damned. I just want to be with him.

"You about done, sugar?"

I turn and see my Daddy standing at the opening of the barn, holding a lantern. I can barely see him, since it's so dark outside. Got to be another hour till sunrise. "Ten more minutes," I say, smiling at him. The straw crunches under his foot as he turns to leave.

Bessie's starting to get upset. "It's all right, girl." She's usually real content when I come for her in the morning, but now she won't let me finish milking her. She's clopping all over the ground. Down right disturbed. I'm afraid she's gonna knock over my lantern and start a barn fire. "Easy, easy," I say. Her black and white coat feels fuzzy against my cheek.

"Faye?"

I freeze. So does Bessie. My eyes level off. My mind goes blank. All there is, is his voice in the darkness. Bessie starts hollering. Her brown eyes are glistening. Can it be he's really here? Or am I dreaming?

"Kanin?" I think, not bothering to turn around. I can feel him. He's smiling at me. I don't have to look, I know he's finally here to take me to Zia. Suddenly, I don't care about the farm, my Daddy or Jack. My breathing is sparse. I feel his presence over me. I didn't even hear him come in the barn.

"Do you want me, Faye?" he thinks to me.

I can feel his dead breath on my neck.

"Like a goldfish wants water."

His hands find my waist, and they gently pull me up. My hands let go of Bessie. I moan in my mind feeling his hands slide my skirt up. He bends me over, and pulls my underwear down. I have wanted this forever.

Kanin's hands spread my legs open. His fingers find my clit. I'm wetter than the pail of milk sitting at my feet. His razor sharp fingernails are barely scratching my lips. I can't hardly stand this; he's patting my pussy with his palm. "Please!" I scream in my mind, squeezing my eyes shut.

I hear his pants unzip. Thank the Lord on high. His cock grinds against my thigh, and slowly he pulls my lips open, and slides it in. His pecker's poking me all the way to my stomach. I hear him moan behind me, while he's thinking my name. With every push of his cock, I'm on the brink of orgasm. "Faster!" I scream out loud.

He's working me like a churn works butter; fucking me from behind like a prize stud. His fingers find my tits. He gropes me from outside of my dress. My nipples are hard as pebbles. I never knew it could be this way. People always said vampires were blood sucking monsters. They didn't know Kanin. I'm melting in this heat with every bang I feel against my ass. My orgasms drilling out from the inside. I'm coming! "Kanin!" I scream feeling his teeth bury their way in my back. I grab for his hand, his hand finds mine and he squeezes it.

All the sudden, there's a yell from behind us. I feel Kanin's teeth pull out of my back.

"Get your hands off my girl!" I hear my Daddy growl.

Kanin and I turn around at the same time. Kanin's mouth is all red with my blood.

My Daddy's looking down his shotgun that's aimed at Kanin's head.

Kanin throws his jacket around me, and I feel my body jerk up.

"Darling!" I can hear my Daddy screaming beneath us.

I hear a bullet zing around the barn as we crash through the roof. Poor Bessie's squealing.

"Sorry Daddy," I whisper, "but I'm going."

Seems like we're flying forever. Kanin's thinking to me, rubbing my back where he bit me, telling me it's all right, we'll be happy together in Zia. I'm clutching to him, like a baby clutches to it's mama's finger. I can already feel my body changing. Feels weird; it's like I know where everything is without seeing it. I can sense heat and life.

"Tell me again," I say to him. "Tell me what Zia's like."

Kanin starts a vision in my mind. He sets us down on an orange pathway, and peels back his jacket. I look up to see purple sky. Vampires, dressed like kings, are floating through air that ripples around us, like tiny waves over the ocean. It reminds me of the time I ate those wild mushrooms I found on the farm, and I thought Bessie was talking to me.

"What in the face of Lily May?" I say, staring straight ahead.

It's Mama; she's standing right in front of us. "Mama?" I think. She nods at me. She can hear my thoughts! She looks like a queen, dressed in a green flowing gown, with gold lace. She smiles sweetly at us. Her face is smooth and pale. She looks young, tight, perfect. I can't believe it's her. She hugs me so hard I think my bones will crack, and when I look to my right, my eyes grow wide inside my head. It's Count what's his face. Like before, he's still white and good looking. He's smiling at me too. My Mama lets go of me, and walks over to him, taking his hand in hers.

Never before have I felt this alive.

"We will be there soon," Kanin thinks to me.

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