Closing the door, I put my arm around her waist gently and pulled her close.


Closing the door, I put my arm around her waist gently and pulled her close. "N-n-nooo..." she protested feebly, sensing deep down that she was in danger. "Just a little bit, my dear," I whispered, and bit her. The woman arched her back, moaning softly as I drank her life. I carefully paid attention to the taste of the blood, and noted how different it was from Victoria's. The woman's life force flickered, and lost some of its brilliance. I stopped, bracing myself for the blood lust.

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