One Bite, Two Perspectives
by Margann Laurissa
(Kingston, Ontario, Canada)
It was unlike anything I had ever experienced. We kissed passionately for what seemed like eternity. I could hear his long cape flapping in the wind behind us. I knew that this was for real.
I knew that he was a vampire. It did not matter; we were in love.
I felt his cold hands on my cheeks as we kissed. He then unbuttoned my blouse and it dropped from my shoulders. I felt the straps of my bra follow, baring my breasts. My heart raced as he went behind me, kissing my neck.
I ran my fingers through his long, dark hair. I told him to feed. With one arm under my breasts, his hand cupping them softly, he tilted my head over with the other hand. I felt as though I were hypnotized. After he kissed my neck some more, I then felt it. The bite. He sank his fangs into my throat. The blood ran slowly on my skin. It was warm.
He fed a little; I could feel his ecstasy. After a few moments, he came back to the front of me, proceeding to lick the rest of the blood from my neck and breast.
When I looked at him, his eyes were crimson. His fangs glistened. I pulled him close to me and I kissed his bloodstained lips. Never had I felt so alive.
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My instincts were absolute. I did not know if I should do what I wanted or not.
I loved this girl. A mortal girl.
She accepted my vampire nature. I felt as though I were the luckiest one in the world to be loved by someone so understanding.
We kissed and embraced for a while. Her lips felt so sweet on mine, which were cold. Holding my hands, she had me unbutton her blouse and pull down her brassiere. Her breasts were soft and nurturing; her nipples were erect. I could feel her arousal. Her every heartbeat, her every breath was more intense than the last.
I ran my cold fingertips on her warm flesh, kissing her neck. She then asked me to do the unthinkable: Feed on her. No. I couldn't. I loved her. I didn't want to risk losing her. Despite my trepidations, I had to give in. I was hungry for her blood; she, for my love. I felt my fangs growing in my mouth. I tilted her head over while I fondled her breasts. She was calm. I slowly sank my fangs into her neck. Blood rushed to the surface immediately. I drank slowly with that sweet liquid running down her throat onto her breast. After my feeding, I went back in front of her. I licked the rest of the blood off of her skin. Pulling her brassiere back up, she looked at me, right into my vampire crimson eyes. She kissed me. We kissed more. We made passionate love. Her blood remains on my palate. She is part of me now and forever.
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