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Blood wells. She draws away with a gasp and wipes the blood from her lip with her index finger. I can’t help it. I take that finger and suck it into my mouth, tasting her blood.

Janet inhales sharply.

A tiny cut on a human shouldn’t affect me, but somehow, I want… I don’t even know what I want. Except I do. I give her finger one last lick and pull back.

“I want you, Janet,” I say, my gaze locked on her lip. “I want all of you.”

I let my eyes trail down her body as she gets to her feet and moves away from me. I expect to see fear on her face, but desire is reflected back at me instead.

She bites her lower lip, drawing another drop of blood, and I zoom to my feet.

As I lean in to lick the blood off her lips, Janet’s pulse speeds up, and I stop abruptly. What if it’s fear? I need to know for sure.

“Do you want me to stop?” I ask.

I brace myself for rejection, but she shakes her head and takes my hand in hers. She leads me downstairs to her apartment and to her bedroom. We stop in front of her bed, and she looks up at me, the tempting droplet of blood no longer on her lip.

“I want you, Archie,” she says, her cheeks flushed with desire.

She reaches to pull off my suit jacket, and I shrug out of it. Her fingers tremble as she reaches for the top button of my dress shirt, but I don’t have the patience. I rip it wide open.

Janet’s eyes widen, and she can’t seem to tear them off my abs. I can’t help my grin.

I want to be patient, but my dark side roars within me, and I drop my pants. My fangs ache, and I know my eyes have turned red, but I can smell Janet’s desire. I won’t be able to hold myself in check much longer.

I reach for the waistband of my boxers, and Janet licks her lips. That’s all the encouragement I need. I shove the material down, and my cock springs free.

Janet’s cheeks flood with color. “I want you, Archie.”

Her words break the last of my self-control, and I rush toward her.

Janet

Archie zooms towards me at vampire speed, his fangs bared, his eyes blood-red and glued to my chest.

I barely have a chance to gasp before he grabs the collar of my bookish exercise t-shirt and shreds it. The rip of fabric is loud in the silent room.

It’s one of my favorite shirts, but the fact that I’ll need to order another one—or possibly five, just to be safe—is the last thing on my mind. Desire and anticipation course through me, and Archie’s eyes drift down… to my old beige bra.

I cringe. Why in the name of books did I wear this thing? Then again, when I dressed this morning, the chances of me getting naked with an attractive man weren’t just slim… they were non-existent. But I should have worn something less plain. Should I say something? Laugh it off? Change?

Archie freezes and takes a step back. “I'm frightening you, aren't I?”

I flounder, racking my brain for an explanation that won’t leave me completely embarrassed.

Archie’s gaze turns repentant. He zooms across the room with vampiric speed, moving as far away from me as the small space will allow him.

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” he says softly. “My fangs pop out when I'm turned on. And fuck, I want you so bad. But I would never do anything to hurt you. If you want me to stop, I will.”

“I know you’d never hurt me.” My cheeks flush, acutely aware of the state of undress we’re both in. Archie, fully naked, and me in my worn-out bra.

I grab the edges of my torn shirt and pull it closed in front of me. Archie feels no such modesty. How is he oblivious to the fact that he's as nude as the day he was born… well, human-born? I'm not sure what he was wearing during his vampire birth, though I make a mental note to ask him. Right now, I can barely focus on anything but him.

My eyes trace down his toned chest, taking in every inch of him. His abs are perfectly defined, and a thin trail of hair runs down from his navel downward, like an arrow pointing to his huge cock, which is standing at attention… and pointing directly at me. I look away briefly, my gaze jumping to his muscular thighs. They’re as huge as the rest of him. The sight makes me even wetter.

I lick my lips, my mouth watering in anticipation. I want him inside me, possessing me. I want to know what it feels like, being with a man. No, not a man. A vampire.

“You like what you see?” Archie purrs, his voice low and seductive. A smug grin spreads across his face, sending my heart racing.

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