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His tongue brushed the sensitive tip of one fang, sending a surge of hunger through me strong enough to make my legs weaken and threaten to give out from beneath me. I felt his arms slide around my waist, pressing me tighter against him, supporting my weight. I reveled in his responsiveness now.

I could feel his desire for me pressing rigidly into my belly. I let my lips slide down over his chin to his neck. I pressed my lips against his quivering pulse, parting them slightly to let the very tips of my fangs rest against his skin. He moaned softly in anticipation of what was to come, his body yearning for the penetration and ecstasy that would follow.

My lust for his blood was becoming an intense need. My hunger for his purifying mortality was driving me now, overpowering all other emotion. Except one. As I pressed my teeth into his flesh I hesitated, faltering at the last moment. He felt my uncertainty, whispered a breathless plea against my ear. I backed away from him, every instinct I had screaming at me to take him. I shook my head, burying my face in my hands. No, I told him, I cant. I love you.

I fled into the night. The first mortal I came across I fed on. I took him quickly and violently. He died screaming terror.

At dawn I slipped into my coffin, feeling its comforting confines wrap around me as I pulled the lid closed. My last thoughts were of him as I drifted into my sleeping death. My dreams were plagued by images of us joined as two mortal. An unattainable desire I could never have. I knew only one way to love him, and that love would only be fatal.

The coming of dusk awoke me and I found myself retracing the way back to him. He drew me like a moth to a flame, his luminous vitality mesmerized me. Where ever he went I followed. Every nuance of his humanity was fascinating to me. Night after night I repeated this pattern, not once did I let him become aware of my presence. I even watched as he slept, finding that one human act the most alluring of all. I neglected my hunger every night, feeding at the last moment just before dawn. I could hardly bare to leave him even for that.

Night after night this continued. My feedings were becoming careless and completely void of passion in my haste. I was ashamed of them. They were a disgrace to any vampyre. There was no beauty or pleasure in them. I had to purge this desire for him from my soul. There was only one way. The next night I made the decision to release myself from this endless purgatory.

At dusk I arose and made my way once again to his home. I watched as he left. This time I did not follow. I slipped unnoticed past locked doors into his house. There I awaited his return. I drifted through the empty rooms, feeling the residue of his presence on everything he owned. Even these small traces were enough to cause a blaze of desire for him.

I went to where he slept and was almost overpowered by its sexual energy. Images of him in the heat of passion assaulted my head. The scent of his pheromones filled my nostrils and I clung to the doorway to steady myself against the dizzying onslaught of lust.

I walked over to his bed, discarded my clothing, and slipped beneath the covers. His presence enveloped me like a cocoon. The seldom felt stirring of human arousal fluttered in my groin. I battled against the urge, knowing my cold, bloodless body would never again find that kind of fulfillment. Images of my nightly slumber came back to me. Images of me in his arms, feeling warm and full of life. Images of him taking possession of my mortal body. I pressed my hand between my thighs, hoping for some response, but the flesh was frigid and lifeless. I withdrew it and curled up on my side to wait for him.

Several hours passed as my mind drifted through dreamless states of sleep.

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