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the river for this Athanasian wretch; let it carry her away with the rest of the filth. Then you’ll be free of her most completely. Free of all First Lifer ladies. Do you not feel it? That roaring call? It’s the world unfolding before you. The next step into the light, even though we dwell in the dark. Are you ready now, dearest prince?’
    I gripped Ruby hard by the shoulders, as she traced the blood from my lips, slowly sucking it from her fingers. Then we were kissing.
    All the nasties and wankery ? Yeah, that first kill was the most complete moment I’ve ever experienced in First Life or in Blood.
    I’m not going to lie to you, not one word when this is the last time…
    Well, you know, right? And git that I am, less or more than human that I am, it was bloody perfect .
    When Ruby held up her neb to be kissed - it’s true - I loved her. And I was turned on because I wanted her, the same as I wanted the blood.
    I’d have done anything for her. The two of us could do whatever we pleased.
    It was intoxicating.
    When I pushed my hand down towards Ruby’s quim, however, she caught my wrist, with a laugh. ‘Just the blood heat. It will pass.’
    ‘What if I don’t want it to?’
    ‘You are young, and this is new. When it fades--’
    ‘I won’t let it.’
    I saw Ruby’s expression change then. For the first time, there was a mixture of confusion and doubt, rather than contented control. Ruby stepped back. ‘I know a place we could… Where our own kind…’
    ‘Others?’
    Ruby frowned. On her brow it was terrible. ‘You do not want that?’
    I slipped away from Grace’s naked body, noticing with surprise that no blood had leaked from the tiny puncture wounds at her neck, as if something in my venom had sealed the holes, after my teeth had withdrawn. It was a marvel of evolution.
    Grace was still alive – just - her gaze seeming to follow me around the dark vault.
    I leant against the caskets; the wine fumes were making me heady. ‘I don’t play nicely with others, or at least they don’t with me. I never was much part of the world, even when I walked in it.’
    ‘But we play very well, do we not?’ Ruby was at my side, even before I’d seen her move. Her fingers teased my tackle with long strokes.
    ‘You’re different,’ as the rhythm of Ruby’s hand increased, I struggled to stay still, ‘you’re my Author, muse, liberator…’
    ‘Love?’
    I caught Ruby’s fingers before I climaxed, raising them to my lips. ‘Is that not why you chose me? So I would love?’
    Ruby slunk closer, entwining her fingers around my throat. ‘So, lover, if you do not wish to walk in the world, will you let me be your guide to it?’
    ‘A Grand Tour?’
    ‘Of sorts. The two of us.’
    ‘And the earth to eat whole.’
    Ruby’s nails bit crescents into my neck. ‘Patience. Learn its secrets first, before we dance. You have a mind, as well as a heart. I elected you for both.’
    When Ruby wrenched her fist back, I waited for the clout – this one liked to play rough. But the smash came beside my head with a loud splintering of wood. Then an explosion of red, a blast of wine fumes, and I was flooded with it, as a crimson gush poured from the gaping hole.
    Christ in heaven Ruby had some power in her ; I wanted some of that.
    No, all of it. Ruby and her secrets wrapped up in a bow.
    Ruby thrust me back, until we were caught in a fountain of French wine. We were giggling like kids, opening our mouths wide, drinking deep, as it coated us in a second skin.
    ‘Thought you weren’t going to get me ran-tan?’
    Ruby licked the red tears streaming down my cheeks. ‘This is a celebration. There must be wine at a man’s…’ She caught my hand between her sticky fingers, twisting it back towards the contorted corpse of the First Lifer, who I’d once wept for. ‘To Grace.’
    I blinked the wine from my peepers. The blood was still hot, pulsing through me in a howling haze of ecstasy. I smiled. ‘To the