He chuckled into my neck, his cool minty breath hitting my bare skin, "You don't get it do you?" he flicked his tongue on top of my pulse, "I want your blood. All of it." My knees grew weak, it was his hold keeping me in place, "Kitten I want your sweet, tasty blood. I got addicted to it the moment I had a taste of its drop," He chuckled darkly, "It was like love at first bite." Then I felt two of his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.All Rights Reserved