Chapter 11: Revelations, Part I

Pressing a palm into his chest, I nuzzled his cheek and dragged the tip of my tongue along the impeccable cut of his jaw. He let out a shuddering breath.

Spreading my legs as wide as they’d go, I pushed onto my knees and arched my back just enough to stroke his tip with the apex of my thighs. He groaned and shimmied up the bed, trying in earnest to guide himself into me. I matched his movements gracefully, keeping what he wanted just out of reach.

My aching lips brushed the thick skin of his neck, a mistake of Biblical proportions. I wanted it to last, but the urge won. Instinct took over and my fangs pierced his skin. Two loud moans echoed through the room. As the first taste of that sweet nectar splashed onto my tongue, the happiest memories I’d consumed in ages flashed in my mind.