Chapter 46

With an effort I pressed the tip of my tongue over the wounds in her neck until the blood stopped coming.

I looked at Paul as I released her. He helped Monica to sit on the cushions. I had taken much more from her, and her eyes looked glazed.

"How are you holding up?" he asked.

"I think it's working. I feel a little ..." I couldn't describe it. Not horny but excited, but not anything like what usually happened. Of course I was cutting the feedings down to only a minute or two.

Karen came to me anxiously. She took off her jacket and draped it carefully over the chaise. She swept her hair over her shoulder and closed her eyes.

Because I was already feeling heated, I pictured the wall even before I touched her. In my mind Karen placed her hand on one side of the wall. I placed my hands on the other. We both pushed against it, but it wouldn't budge.

I lowered my head and fed. Now it wasn't about satisfying my hunger. Now I fed to fill myself. I tried to picture the white wall once