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Twilight's First Bite
“A vampire.”
I kept my eyes carefully on the girl, watching as her terrified eyes grew wider, and then leaned my face towards the boys neck, kissing it. His body abandoned his petrified, statue-like state to produce an uncontrollable shiver. As he began to tremble irrevocably, I opened my mouth wide, running my tongue over the place which would soon be penetrated, and pushed my fangs down, pausing just before it pierced his skin.
With another glance at the girl, making sure that’s she too were frozen in place– incapable of attempting to flee– I bit down hard.
I was in heaven.
A painful gasp escaped the boys lips as thick, crimson liquid poured freely from the two punctuated marks that were caused my sharp teeth. A gush of ecstasy ran trough me as his blood altered its direction to the point of the open wound. I could no longer resist controlling myself.
I bit down arduously, trying hard not to tear the boys neck in my strenuous anxiety, and began to suck harder, forcing to the blood to my lips in eagerness and drinking it in ferociously. Impatiently.
The boy began to lose his human warmth in my arms, his face turning a deathly pale. He was still now still, probably unconscious, and I cursed him internally for having such a small body when his heart beat depressed to a dangerously low pitch. For having such a small amount of blood.
His body twitched one final time as his heart came to a final stop. I had completely drained the boy dry. I licked my lips once-over, not daring to remove my teeth form his wound. I wish I could have savored that smell– that taste– forever! I was still hungry. My body yearned for more, it ached for it. For the feel of blood so sublime as it slowly descended into my body, filling me with energy and strength that I had never felt before.
“Come here,” I commanded, pulling my teeth away and letting the boys body fall the floor with a light thud.
Her hardened cries echoed throughout the room loudly as she shook her head. Her body was trembling much harder than her little brother had. Much harder.


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