| �I was drunk at a party last year and met a guy named Claude. He took me out and when I least expected it, he bit me. Then he forced his blood down my throat. Next thing you know, I�m this.� She waved her hands down, indicating her body. �Ok, so you�ve only been one since last year. How did you get the house? I doubt you could afford it.� �A gift from Claude. He asked me where I wanted to stay and I chose here, near you. He gave me a ton of money in case I wanted to leave. I haven�t heard from him since.� She shrugged. �Ok, now answer me this then.� �I�ll answer whatever you want, love.� She smiled at him. �How come you can breathe? How do you feel warm? I thought vampires were dead creatures.� �Oh, how I hate these stereotypes! Vampires are not dead at all. Merely immortal. We�re just another species. What happened was that centuries ago, vampires had to hide out in crypts. One guy found out and wrote a book about it and no one ever thought to question it.� �So a stake through the heart can�t kill you?� �A stake through the heart can kill anyone. Just because we�re immortal doesn�t mean we can�t get killed. It just means our bodies can last longer. That�s all. We are light sensitive so the part about going into direct sunlight is true. But the garlic and the crosses part is just crap. They thought we were demons so they made up ways to kill us. But the stuff about drinking blood is true as you already know.� �So you really drank from me. Wow. I�m not going to become a vampire, will I?� �No, you didn�t have any of my blood. You�re safe. Now that you know my true identity, I�ll understand if you don�t want to see me anymore.� She looked down. �Are you kidding? Of course, I want to see you! You�re all I could think about the past couple of days.� He put a finger under her chin, tilting her head up. �But you�re in danger with me. I could lose control and kill you.� �If living means being without you, I�d rather be dead. Let me be with you.� �Oh Tristan. I need you so badly.� �And I need you.� He slipped off her dress, delighting in her soft skin. She sighed contentedly as he massaged her breasts. She had never felt this way with a man. He did things to her she thought impossible. Tristan began to feather kisses down her neck and she let out a soft cry and ran her hands down his back. She ripped his shirt off without thinking. He gasped at her fierceness. The heat between them grew more intense and they slowly became overwhelmed by the passion. He took the rest of her clothes off and stared at her naked form. He held his breath. She was giving herself fully to him. This strikingly beautiful creature wanted him to devour her fully. Or the other way around. He grinned at that last thought. |