The guy whimpered as though he knew what I wanted.
I allowed my fangs to grow.
His eyes got wide with fear.
I liked that - the horror in them. Bending down, I took in his scent before sinking my teeth into his tender flesh.
His blood filled my mouth, and I swallowed the coppery warmth hungrily. Professor Pops' words strutted across my mind: "Promise me you won't drink from a human for more than ten seconds."
Internally I counted to ten. But didn't stop. Eleven. Twelve.
I finally released Kevin.
He lay unconscious, his breathing weak but there.
The bite marks would heal quickly.
The venom I released with my bite was like a liquid cure. Only a bruise would remain. He tasted good, but I wanted more.
Dissatisfaction sat on my tongue.
Quickly I moved to Ashley.
I lifted her into my arms, and she stirred.
"Kevin." Her eyes fluttered open and then widened momentarily.
"It's okay, Ashley."
Her pupils dilated, and I knew she was mine to do with as I pleased.