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It takes a moment for the realization to sink in.
He’sbitingme!
I feel the warm gush of my very own blood.
He’sdrinkingit.
His lips are a tender clamp, moving ever so slightly, sucking gently.
Why doesn’t it hurt? This savage, insistent pressure; this monstrous act… why does it somehow feel tender?
In fact, the feeling of his entirety; his large body engulfing mine, his immovable fingers around my wrists—bare skin against bare skin—his tongue and mouth caressing my neck…
All of this is…
It’s strangelypleasant.
No.I try to quash that traitorous thought.
He’sdrainingme. This monster is probably going to kill me.
Stop, is what I desperately want to say, but my lips won’t move.
My mind is frozen, caught in a viscous mixture of warmth and terror; of shock and blissful sensation.
Is this what death feels like?
He takes from me again and again. Time moves fast and slow.
It could have been an eternity.
It could have been the span of a single heartbeat.
I don’t know how long we’ve been like this, me held in thrall to this devastating creature. My resistance has melted. My thoughts are a panicked, heated mess.
I keep waiting…
For what?
Pain.
Death.
Myend.
But it never comes.
And then, at long last, he stops.
My breath catches as he runs his tongue over the tiny punctures he’s made in my skin. All of a sudden, his mouth becomes shockingly gentle.
It doesn’t hurt.
It doesn’t hurt atall.
He breaks away, and for a single inexplicable moment, I find myself lamenting the loss of his mouth’s warm caress.
Are you mad, Finley Solisar?
