He stalked towards her, her body lying on the maroon sheets. She looked like a queen and that she was. Her beauty captivated him and her life force beckoned to him, drawing him in. His sole purpose, to make her his. She lied with her back to him and he sat down beside her sleeping form.
Leaning over her, he whispered sweet nothings as he inhaled her addictive scent. He moved from her ear, down her neck to her life line. There, he pressed his canines, breaking the skin. As he took a part of her, he gave her his.
