Four

Alex

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I was taking too much of her blood but it tasted exactly like the way she smelled, cantaloupe and a mixture of honey, I wonder how she got to tasting so sweet? I drew back and licked at the cut so it would heal faster than just leaving it open and she wouldn't bleed to death.

When I saw her face my entire being was itching to take her right there chained up to the bed railing right now. Her eyes were glazed over with want and her face was flush. She was pouting at me, the cutest little pout I had ever seen. If I'd have stayed any longer she would either be drained of all the blood in her body or she would have been on that bed and underneath me. For a woman like her to say she doesn't want it she was very much so under my influence.

I could tell my eyes were glowing because of the way hers widened when we came face to face. My eyes, like any other vampires eyes, glowed red whenever we have a taste of blood and it's been a while. The longer we go without blood the redder they become over time.

Vampires didn't live much longer than 1,000 years. We didn't sparkle in the sunlight (yes I read the books) or burn in it either, it had no effect on us. We were like regular humans just with heightened abilities and strength. We didn't have fangs either, we had to cut our victims to get to their blood. Once our saliva mixed with their blood it made them enjoy the feeling some even say it's a sensation that's better than sex.

I was surprised when Amber started bucking and kicking. I felt guilty so I stopped when she was on the verge of tears. I didn't want her to hate me after all I wanted her to want me I just didn't know how to show her yet. I know she could tell I resembled the boy from her childhood but she tried to hide it for some reason.

I survived the crash that would have killed Amber but she never came to visit me in the hospital, blaming herself for killing me because no one told her I survived. Her parents were trying to sell her off so they could pay their debts. They were planning it for months and were ready to go that week.

She never left my thoughts, not once. I finished school, got a job, was taking to a girl and living my life the way I wanted when one day I was walking down the street and a woman stopped me. She showed interest in me took me to her home where she made me her personal blood bag.

I lived with her for years ensuring the suffering she caused me, leaving me on a loop of reverencing torture. Every time she fed on me she drained me to the brink of death and never let me fully heal from it. Every time I would start feeling better she would drain me again. Until she turned me into a vampire too.

I lost touch with my human self for a long time killing humans and turning them. Some of them stayed with me in my house and never really left my side. My sire bond keeping them from leaving me completely whether I liked it or not. The respected me and cared for me.

We were tired of hiding our true identities to the world so vampires around the world were popping up and making their existence known. We were integrating into every part of the human world and making a name for vampire kind.

I would have liked to drink from her more but she was weak from the trip. I didn't know how to show my emotions towards her but she did awaken a few of them just by the way she acted just now.

I went to my study and worked all through the night making sure I was caught up on everything I needed to be. I ran my own business and had it for a couple of years already. I got ready for the day and went to check on my little prisoner to see how she was holding up after our first encounter.

I started walking down the stairs when I heard her slow heartbeat. The closer I got the louder it became until I was at her door.

I walked in to see her nude figure barely covered at all. Apparently through the night she let the blanket fall. She was laying on her belly and had one leg up slightly, exposing her womanhood.

Showing restraint was looking harder and harder. Her face was flush and her hair was a cute tousled mess. She was beautiful. Its like she knew how to position her body to show off everything. I went to the foot of the bed out of curiosity and let my hands go to her body.

I couldn't keep my hands off her, not when she made herself this available to me. Even if it wasn't for me she should have know I wasn't going to leave her alone. I spread her leg further apart and buried my head between them. I tried to be gentle so I didn't wake her up but I couldn't hold back from her any longer. I felt my teeth graze her tender skin and heard a small whine come out of her. I looked up from between her to see her staring at me wide eyed and heady. She was blushing and panting but wasn't really trying to stop me, or maybe that was just my strength out matching hers. "Good morning, Princess." I mumbled, still very much buried between her legs.

She started to squirm and I buried myself further pushing my tongue into her entrance further than before. I could tell she was conflicted but I didn't want to stop. She whispered my name after all these years, she still knew it.