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help you through this. Believe me, I will do anything to help you, Jean-Claude— anything at all."
"You don't know what you're saying. You have no conception of what it means." He tried to rise from the chair but fell back exhausted. "I should never have come into your life."
     
"Don't say that, please." I raised his hand to my lips. "If you drink my blood, will it make me a vampire?"
     
"No..." He managed a small smile. "That is a myth, perpetuated in books and movies. It makes for a more lurid tale. No, you would only become like me if, over a period of time, your blood was replaced completely with vampire blood.
    But enough of that kind of talk. I will not drink your blood, sweet as I am sure it would be. You see Ron, I love you too, 48 My Vampire Lover
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and I cannot bear to think of you outlawed and persecuted by mankind."
I gave a mirthless laugh. "Hey, being gay can get you persecuted by mankind, Jean-Claude. But now you've admitted to loving me, I think I should invoke the lover's privilege and demand you drink from me."
    He blinked. "Lover's privilege?"
"Just kidding—I made that up. But come on, you need blood tonight—right away—and here I am full of type AB
negative. It's all yours for the taking."
"I cannot, Ron. You don't understand."
"I understand enough to know that you will die if you don't do what I ask," I told him "You're only alive now because they missed your heart. You don't have the strength to go out looking for another donor, and you won't let me take you to a hospital ... so, what's the alternative?" He groaned, as the truth of what I said sunk in. "Ron, are you sure of this?"
     
"Yes, I am sure," I said, getting on my knees in front of him. "AB negative's very rare y'know," I added as an extra incentive. "Very potent." That got a little smile from him.
     
"Just show me what you need me to do, Jean-Claude."
     
His dark eyes filled with tears as he gazed at me, and I could feel myself choking up. I knew this was a moment for us both—whatever happened now would change our lives forever. He leaned forward and kissed my lips with such tenderness I felt my heart would stop.
    "I love you," I whispered.
"I love you, too."
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I moved closer so that I was kneeling between his thighs. I pulled my shirt off and brought my face close to his, giving him access to my neck.
"Look away," he murmured. "I do not want you to see my fangs." His lips moved to where my jugular throbbed with my lifeblood, and his teeth bit deeply through my skin, letting the blood flow over his tongue.
    It hurt, I can't deny it, but at the same time, holding him in my arms while he sucked from me, filled my body with an incredible sensuousness. As his lips pulled at my skin, I felt my cock harden, and my hand, straying to his crotch, encountered his burgeoning erection. Seemed like my blood was doing the trick ... His thighs tightened around my torso, locking me to him in an embrace I wished would never end.
    His blood on my tongue caused a fire in my veins—the thick, sweet fluid that flowed from him, gave heat and strength to my body. His scent filled my mouth and my nostrils as I drank from him. I inhaled him, this mortal man who loved me enough to give me his lifeblood, who trusted me enough not to take his life in the process.
He clung to me, and I to him, in an embrace born of my need—and his loving willingness to share that which I needed. Blood is life to me, and his blood, given as it was in love and trust, proved all the sweeter and stronger. I could feel the heat in my loins, the hunger for his body—and his for mine.
     
A wave of emotion flooded over me, and I tightened my arms about him, willing this time to never end, that I would never have to release him from my caress ... But beware, I50
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told myself, lest the bloodlust cloud your vision—and your mind.
He pulled back, and I felt him lick my neck. "That will close the wound,"