You get lost in my amber toned eyes, your breath caressing every inch of my bare skin. I shiver with delight, I thought I could hold back, but I was wrong. You chuckle at my obedience, you don't want a good pet. You start to get agitated at me, you want to make me look like the weaker link. I know I am stronger than you, not only am I just a girl or woman to you, but a lover. You feel that men are tougher and get the enjoyment of us women wanting more of you. I give in, I cannot hold back. I open my mouth totake in your scent. My lips move to your skin beneath your right ear. My fangs glide, carefully over the tan softness. You look at me in shock, thinking of what I could do to you with one slip of the mouth. We are both young and are playing a game to make the other cave in. You start to sweat and move to play around with my bangs. You move your fingers between each orange and brown strand and grind your hips on mine. I take in a sharp breath and let out an invoulintary purr. You intend to become what I am, but I won't do that to you. I want to win this love game, I will not lose to a mortal, and a human at that. You remove your shirt, revealing your finely carved chest. I am sorry for wht I left on your chest. Little scars cover almost every spot left. Teeth marks on your neck and arms, scratches on your back. I regret falling for you. You say this is just something to make our love stronger and more tightly bonded, but I don't know. I move away, innocence written on my features. You invite me to you, uncovering your neck, your eyes turn to sudductive slits, you make noises that no one else can. Everything of you, I want, but can't have. Or won't have. You walk towards me, hands in front of you. You grab my head and place it near your neck, and urge me on. I refuse. You walk over to the nightstand and pick up a pin. I try to convince you to not do this, but you ignore me defiantly. You poke the pin into your neck multiple times, I stare, wide-eyed, in shock as you invite me to you once more. I reluctantly cover my nose and turn away from you. You grab my shoulder and spin me around. You press your finger to your neck and pick up some blood. You use your clean hand to force open my mouth and place your finger in. I allow your finger to touch my tongue and give me blood, thinking I won't lose control. You watch me change from obedient to wild in the snap of a finger. That last thing I know is me digging my fangs into your open neck and stay until We both black out.



To Be Continued