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His hands slid up inside my blouse, making me gasp in delight. While I moaned and pushed back against him, he carefully unfastened my shirt and bra and began caressing my bare skin. Even though his flesh was as cold as the grave, his touch burned like fire.
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.