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The sound of my heart pounded through my ears.

Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump.

The smell of blood stroked my nose, landing on my tongue and sending a yearning pain through my twisting gut.

Hunger. Nothing but hunger.

A tightening sensation similar to the feeling I get when my nipples harden, radiated through my gums, pulling at my canine teeth. They grew longer, stronger, sharper, ready to be plunged into their first victim.

As my eyes opened, the world appeared brighter, more vivid. A part of me wanted to enjoy my newfound senses, but I had no time to gaze at the beauty of a still tainted world.

Someone growled, and with speed I didn’t know I had, I leaped to my feet in one swift move.

My hunger being the only thing which mattered now, my eyes darted to the people of all shapes and sizes surrounding me like a buffet of fresh cuts of meat.

Something inside of me drew my body to one of them more than the others, and when I yanked her toward me, she resisted. The woman was much stronger than I was, holding me back like I was nothing more than a small child.

Someone growled again, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand, and my body told me he was mine.

His soul was mine.

“Move, Peach!” The man yanked me toward him, his intoxicating scent taking over my entire existence. He didn’t hesitate to grab my waist, lifting me off the ground.

Craving the feeling of our bodies intertwined, I locked my legs around him. He moved one hand to my ass, holding me up, and the other went to the back of my neck before fingers slid into my hair, gripping it.

When he pulled my face into the crevice of his neck, the swishing of blood rushing through his veins filled my ears. The scent of his skin was familiar and delicious when it met my lips.

My predatory instincts took over, pushing me forward. The flesh beneath my mouth surrendered far too easily when I bit down, allowing me to fulfill my hunger. Blood squirted for a split second, the sweet yet somehow savory flavor hitting my tongue was beyond mesmerizing.

Can you taste beauty?

If so, it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever tasted.

“Suck hard.”

I did what the man said and latched on, causing his blood to pool into my mouth. Each gulp I took left me invigorated. Intoxicated.

A breath of life filled me as the energy from his blood spread through my body, satisfying my frantic soul. In a perfect world, I would stay wrapped in this man’s arms for eternity, suckling at the life force his blood gave me.

“She’s had enough. You need to stop her.”

He groaned, the hum of it vibrating against my lips and sending shivers through me. “Just a few more seconds, Peach.”

“No, Kid. Help her remember the oath she took.”

He released my hair and dropped his hand to my back before rubbing it in soothing circles. “That’s enough, Princess. The darkness shall not command thyself. Thou shall command it.”

The words he spoke were transpicuous, a gentle reminder of the vow I took to keep my humanity. I unlatched my mouth from his neck and met his beautiful blue eyes.

Luka.

The smell of lavender and vanilla tickled my nose, filling my heart and soul with more love than I’d ever be able to indulge in.

Even though I’d known I loved him for months, in that moment, I truly believed he would be mine for eternity.

He laid his hand on my cheek and looked at me like he’d never really seen the true essence of my beauty until now.

My breaths were fast and hard, my entire body yearning for him to touch every inch of skin. The scent of lavender and vanilla now mixed with citrus caressed my senses and my core tightened, ready to be pleasured.

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