The Lonely Vampiress

Nissa whispered, her mouth moving against his neck, "But that's the point, little one." Her teeth extended, and with ease they broke the skin on his neck. It felt odd at first, as though he was in a pleasant dream. But then, the fangs began to burn. Hotter and hotter they became, and a pain seared through him. He began to scream as she drank his blood, and it drove her into a kind of euphoria. The fresh, warm blood against her lips, coupled with his delectable screams, fed her sadistic nature. She sighed from sheer pleasure. But after a minute or so, she could feel his life force beginning to ebb away, and his screams became less pronounced. It took almost all the willpower she had to pull away.

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