PROLOGUE

She waited with bated breath as I ran my finger along the hollows of her neck. Perfection.

This was the only word I could think of and Rose was a complete example of the word in every sense and even more. I had to be the luckiest man ever to have her lying here in my arms and moaning into my ears.

While my fingers went on to play with her left breast my mind toiled with the idea that today was the day that has been chosen to make this perfect being mine.

Forever.

She already knew who I was and what I am, and that didn’t seem to scare her the slightest bit, at least not anymore. This makes me fall more in love with her than I ever thought was a possibility

I know I loved her to pieces but at the same time, I wonder and also battle with the idea of turning her into what I am and taking away life as she knew it forever.

I love her too much to be selfish, but even as I think this said selfish thoughts, I feel her pull my head to her neck, directing my lips to the throbbing pulse on her neck. Involuntarily, I flick my tongue over my favorite pulsing spot, and my cock hardens even more inside her. She wants this just as much as I do, and that is a bonus point for our union.

We had decided that today was the day that I get to make her mine forever.

Here in my bed, between my satin sheets locked away from the rest of the world.

After I do this then we can go out to face whatever comes next and this time more as a team than anyone ever thought possible.

I look over at the stack of blankets, the blood bags, a coffin, and a bag filled with fresh soil in the corner of the room all because I didn’t want her to have her transition outside.

I wanted everything to take place here so I can monitor her every progress.

One part of me is relishing in the thought of marking my territory with her while the other part with the stupid moral compass is weighing every other possibility.

“Do it now” I hear Rose whisper into my ears breaking me away from my thoughts, while I kept on my steady thrusts into her core. Normally making love to Rose always comes with an earth-shattering feeling of satisfaction.

Every single time feels like the first time, something new and amazing to experience, but today even with the thoughts weighing me down, it was still amazing. Only this time our movements were laced with fear and desperation for each other and for what will happen after this night, in the new chapter of our lives.

“Do it now Max, I am ready. Make me yours forever.”

Those were the last encouraging words I needed. In response to her demands, I quickened my thrusts. I want her to transition to be as painless as possible, so I drain her blood just as I start to feel her core quicken around my cock as we ride the waves toward her climax. Her transition will be one brought forward from ecstasy with her screaming my name, not from the pain this time, but from the purest form of pleasure ever known.

By this time tomorrow, Rose will be bound to me. I do not think there will be a better feeling than this.

If I could I would have this moment framed and replayed again and again.