Blood Drinker
an excerpt

I’ve never felt anything like this before—nothing this exciting—nothing this amazing. My heart is pounding—threatening to burst. My hands shake as I feel the warmth of his chest. I breathe in the experience, enjoying his scent. My tongue slides over the crack in his neck. That’s where it’s coming from—this rich, sweet liquid that I can’t stop myself from swallowing. I press my lips to the skin there and suck. The liquid flows faster. I am so focused on the how it tastes, that I barely notice the tingling in my fingers and toes.