Vampire Blood

She gazed at him in the mirror, not in a trance, but just amazement that the man she loved so much could such a mysterious creacher of the night.

"I can't, Jess. I'm so sorry," he said, his hands balling into fists. He came towards her slowly, as not to break the spiderweb thin dream he had just previously woven.

"I-wha?" she fought hard to stay lucid. Chris had always been a good guy; he made sure that her life was perfect. "Did I do someth-?"

Her vision started to go strange. Everything in the mirror was going blurry except Chris.

She could see the muscles rippling in his arms as he moved his hands to the back of her shoulders.

"Jess, baby. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise," he said, gently massaging her tenseness away. His voice took on a smooth, silky-ness.

He let his hands roam where they would, feeling each curve on her delicate body, each nitch and bump of her. She was beautiful, he had to admit. It was a shame that she had so naively wandered into his long long life.

Still, Chris couldn't ignore the vein in her neck, pulsing, tantalizingly. He kissed her neck tenderly, savouring the delicious smells rising from her.

Suddenly he licked her and she collaped in his arms. Proping her upright, Chris licked again and again, sterilizing her.

Swiftly, Chris sank fangs that made a razor blade dull, into her throat. Her Life flowed into his mouth in a rush, almost like it had been waiting for him on the other side of the thin skin layer. He felt his body warm, flowing with the Life of the one he cared most for. Nothing was purer than the Blood of the one true mate.

Jess was his mate.

Chris glanced at the mirror. Jess was against him and he was wrapped around her. He felt and saw her hand come up to stroke his gaunt cheek. She moaned and sighed and was silent.

Chris had to force himself to stop. He had not feasted for over two months and this was divine!

He gently pushed her away and washed her neck with a fluffy washcloth and warm water. He lifted her and carried her to the bed they shared and tucked her in. In thier tiny kitchen he stood thinking that he should have never gone a whole two monthes without feeding. It wasn't fair to take advantage of Jess like that.