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‘And it would feel good?’

My mouth has gone completely dry. I swallow and then nod.

‘And you would like it?’

I shudder, my body reacting intensely in anticipation at just how much I would like it. I have to grip her comforter to keep from sinking my teeth right into her neck, stretched and unblemished for me.

‘I can’t,’ I say.

‘Why?’ she whispers.

‘It’s not safe,’ I lie. I would never hurt her, and the wry smile she gives shows me that she knows this too. ‘What if I couldn’t stop?’

‘You self-isolated for a century; I would give your self-control more credit.’

‘It’ll scar,’ I tell her, truthfully. My saliva would heal the bite nearly immediately, but a faint, pearly white scar would remain. My cock throbs at the thought of marking her more permanently than the fading hickeys I’ve left on her body. I resent the impulse, my desire to claim her, have her, make her mine, mine, mine.

I clear my throat and shake my head. I’d been staring at the slope of her neck, where I can see her heartbeat.

‘I want you to do it,’ she says. ‘I want you to bite me. I want to know what it’s like.’

‘Molly…’

‘Please, Elijah,’ she says.

The word please on her lips is my undoing. I think I would give her anything if she just said please.

Biting Molly–feeding on her–is wickedly dangerous, teetering on the precipice of control and oblivion. I trust that I won’t hurt Molly, but I need to retain some control of my senses and her hands on me, rubbing my body, my cock, might be too much.

‘You can’t touch me if I’m going to do it.’ I grind my hard length up her centre as I speak. Molly whines but does as I say, fisting her comforter in both hands. Her chest arches to brush against mine and I squeeze her hip until she stops rubbing her perfect tits on my chest.

With my open mouth barely above her skin, I lick the spot, and she shakes with chills then takes a shuttering breath.

‘Are you sure?’ I ask, barely audible.

‘Elijah, please,’ Molly says again.

And that’s it, isn’t it?

My teeth aching in my mouth, I bring them to her skin so slowly, scraping against the surface.

There’s the slightest resistance, then give as my teeth slide into her skin as I bite.

Molly gasps at the first prick of pain, then her hot, sweet blood, flows from her vein into my mouth, coating my tongue with the most delectable flavour, one that makes me groan as I drink deeper. Tension floods from Molly, leaving her languid and pliant beneath me, and when her chest arches into me again, I slide a hand beneath her back and pull her closer, tighter against me. She lets out the softest mewing noises while I drink from her, every cell of my body feeling ignited and electrified at this taste of Molly, Molly, fucking perfect, resplendent, wonderful Molly.

For about three hundred years, I fed exclusively from humans directly, but I can confidently say that not a single one of them tasted like this, like my being has been missing something crucial and that thing has been her. I would’ve waited another hundred years alone if I knew at the end I would get this. Molly.

I don’t know that I will ever have enough. I think I could drink and drink and still hunger for Molly June Mason, but I force myself to stop, taking my teeth from her neck and licking it to close the wound. We’re both panting when I pull back, her blood still on my mouth. She reaches up and runs her fingertips against my lower lip then looks at them, rubbing her thumb against the blood and saliva she picked up there.

‘Is it gross that I want to kiss you?’ she asks and I close my eyes on the groan that escapes me. I wipe my lips as best as I can before dropping my mouth to hers.

No-touching rule forgotten, Molly squeezes her hands between us and works my cock out of my jeans, taking it in hand and guiding it towards her entrance.

‘It felt good,’ she says between kisses. ‘Why did it feel so good?’

I lurch my hips forward, meeting no resistance as I slide into her, and we both moan.

‘It’s the magic, darling thing.’ I’m not lying or oversimplifying–the same magic that made me also makes humans weak to my bite.


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