Different

Jared slumped against the door. He loved the brush with death every time. He knew one of these times, maybe this time judging by the fury with which Antione bit him, it would be the real deal. He loved it even though he knew that was stupid. Jared liked the dizziness that came from the blood loss far more than he should. He moaned and felt himself get hard as the buzz and euphoric high from the vampire venom flooded through his system. Jared loved what always came next. He was just different and wasn't sure how or if he wanted to change it.

Jared was just beginning to consider that this really was it and he was going to die when Antione yanked himself back. He took several gulping breaths then went about sealing Jared's wounds. Then before he could ask what the hell was going on Antione slammed his mouth to Jared's with bruising force.