>>5659096By the time I managed to retrieve a steel drum from storage the night had arrived in full. I hefted the body into its container and felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Turning to face the door I beheld Gura's lithe form coated in the slick black sheen of blood under moonlight.
"Are you okay?" I demanded to know with obvious irritation in my words.
She said nothing as she aggressively approached me and pushed all of her weight against me. I slipped and fell into the pool of viscera beneath me and her bare body came to rest on top of me. I thought briefly about how I'd have to burn my clothes.
"You smell so good!" she exclaimed with a hungry undertone and a frightening glint in her eyes.
She leaned forward and slowly ran her tongue up my throat and jaw before kissing my lips. My mind clouded with arousal, I did nothing to stop her from ripping my shirt apart. Tiny fingers traced a path across my chest, leaving a trail of crimson as they went. Suddenly, to my horror, I heard the sound of a boat motor in the distance.
"Wait!" I exclaimed, knowing that the well-lit scene was still visible from the water.
As I rose from the floor the frustrated sharkgirl locked her limbs around me and bit into the flesh just above my clavicle. Stifling a scream of agony, I reached to turn off the lights. Her tears ran down my neck as the watercraft passed us.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I'm sorry!" she wept as I wrapped my arms around her.
Our journey home was short and quiet save for her soft sobbing and my own pained grunts. I spared only a passing thought for the newly ruined carpet as I carried my love to the bath tub and brought her in with me. Clean water from the spigot flowed around us and turned red.
"You didn't ask me why." Gura commented as I cleaned the wound she made.
I elected to say nothing as she flipped around to face me.
