"Victoria, I just bit somebody, and she asked me to do it again right afterwards."Victoria, I just bit somebody, and she asked me to do it again right afterwards. How come she remembered the bite?" "She would make excellent vampire. She would even be your wife, if I were not. You would bite her two more times. She is for you, in ways I cannot explain. I only know that sometimes it happens. I had to bite you again," she explained. I nodded dumbly, and suddenly remembered Kelly. "I've bitten Kelly twice already." Victoria sat up. "It is good you did not bite her again. If you had, you would have broken our marriage vow, and you would be full vampire." My voice trembled as I asked, "Can I ever make a vampire?" "You can, if you kill by drinking all the blood from the person. This is why you must be careful when you are feeding. In three days, they will rise and be full vampire. They will still be your slave forever." When Victoria said that, I was a little frightened by (and for) myself. The memory of the urge to keep drinking Michelle's blood was recalled very vividly. It had taken a conscious effort to stop. It would have been so easy to give in... My wife paused, eyes turning red. "I will not let another woman vampire have you. You are mine, forever," she snarled. Leaning forward, she drove her fangs into me, sending a blast of electricity through my body. I bit her gently in return, completing the circuit. It sent the current through my very soul. My wife's blood filled my mouth. I tasted the depth of Victoria's needs, desires, and dreams. I had to work late the next day; a big project was due at the end of the week. The sun sank below the horizon, and I was still slogging through endless code. |