Beautiful Disaster

Chapter 23: A Vampire's Perks

A Vampire's Perks

"I need to what?!" I asked Cap, bewildered at what he was proposing. We were in his room, now, after he said that he needed a more private place to reveal the truth. Now I knew why.

"If you drink my blood then you'll have access to my memories. It'll make it impossible to hide a thing."

"But can't you just tell me the truth?"

"I suppose. But this is more fun and... uh... interesting," he said, giving me his sexy, seductive, wicked, irresistible crooked smile. How could I say no?

"Well, I guess I could. I mean, how bad could it be? If I'm dating a vampire, I might as well experience the perks. And I mean, how many girls could claim they drank their boyfriends blood and seen his past? Oh my God I'm babbling, aren't I?"

"Yes, yes you are. But it's cute..."

"Oh stop, you're just saying that..." I said. The expression on his face was pure bewilderment, like he couldn't understand what I was saying. I blushed deeply. "So... how does one go about drinking another's blood?"

Instead of telling me what to expect, he simply dragged a finger across his wrist and blood came trickling out. An unexpected wave of desire shot through me.

I wrapped my fingers around his arm, warm crimson tinting my skin as blood ran across it. I inhaled heavily, drawing a skeptical look on Cap's face, and brought his wrist closer to my mouth, reveling in its hypnotic scent.

"Here goes nothing," I whispered. Knowing Cap's secret, I knew he heard me, I also knew he was displaying that sensuous grin. Why am I using such sexual words?

My heart raced uncontrollably as I unlocked my lips and wrapped them around his flesh, immediately releasing an unexpected wave of arousal, unmatched by any other arousal I've ever felt. Well, now I knew I was a freak if blood made me horny.

Perhaps it was the incredible intimacy of the act and not the blood itself, I tried consoling. Yeah right.

The next thing I was met with was a sensual moan from Cap. And the explicit taste of the blood.

The blood tasted marvelous, unlike anything that had ever graced my taste buds. It tasted like an intricate cocktail of coppery sweetness, lust, infatuation and desire.

As the blood swept across my tongue and gently trickled down my throat, I swear I could feel Cap's desire. I could sense the unbound lust that had erupted through him. I could feel the love he felt for me. I could feel every emotion surging through his body. It felt as if the blood had made a direct link between me and Cap's emotions. It also felt as if I had a direct link to his thoughts.

Moments later I was engulfed by darkness and thrown into another world.

Where are you taking me? I asked Cap, knowing that he'd hear my thoughts.

To the best day of my life, he answered.

And that is?

The day I originally met you.