We floated across the dance floor. I looked into his eyes only to be sucked into them. The feeling was broken when a warm breeze hit me, and I realized we were outside.
His lips brushed my ear as he whispered, "Would you let me.....?" He left it unfinished, but I knew what he was talking about. As I tilted my head back I countered, "Will you be able to stop?" His lips pressed against my neck, and I felt a thrill of excitement and fear run through me.
I waited for the bite. When his fangs slid out and pierced my skin, I gasped. It was pleasant, exciting, but oh so dangerous.
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