a variation on the previous chapter
I rolled over under the sheets, wrapped my body around his, and kissed him hard. He gave a muffled groan and tightened his grip. He broke away from my mouth - with effort, it seemed - and proceeded to run his lips up my throat.
He came to rest in the hollow beneath my chin. I shivered with pleasure, feeling his fangs lengthen and pierce my skin. When he was through feeding, he bit his own wrist and proffered it. I didn't notice how fast I latched on and began the swift transformation into a being of the night.