Tom's hand moved quickly, pushing miss Claudia away from him. But she did not budge. Her arms wrapped around him and he could not get them off.
"Miss, please let me go."
She did not reply.
'Fuck, I am going to die running out of blood!'
Miss Claudia was like a hungry leech, penetrating her teeth deep into his neck and sucking his blood. He felt weaker by the second. He wanted to push her away, but despite the pain, he felt waves after waves of pleasure.
'Is this what my victim feels when I drink their blood? No wonder they are quite happy.'
Tom felt the pleasure quite overwhelming. It was like consuming the best drug in the world. Not that he knew how it felt, but if he had to guess, this must how it feel.
Slowly, his strength left him, and he felt sleepy. His eyelids began to close and slowly it was only darkness.
Suddenly, a deep dark voice called him out.
"AWAKE!"