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and I comply, pulling off him slowly, letting him slip out from between my lips.   He closes his eyes for a moment and then stands up before me, his cock jutting out, hard as rock. He raises me up and turns me around, making me lie on my back across the bed. He bends my knees, and lies between my thighs, kissing my neck, then moving his mouth all over my body, from my wrists to my shoulders, to my breasts, my belly, my thighs.
    I'm so wet and ready, my flesh throbbing and aching, my heart pounding as I wait for him to either lick me or fuck me – either one will do.
    "I want to eat you, Eve," he says, his voice all throaty. "But you'll come right away if I do. I can tell how close you are and I want to be up close to you so I can watch your face when you come. You're so ready. After you drink my blood, you'll come within a minute, maybe two " I'm unable to respond as he kisses all around thighs and his hair tickles my sex. "So I'm going to fuck you instead. I love to feel you come with my cock inside of you. I love to watch your face when you come while I'm fucking you."
    I don't know why hearing Michel say these words makes me even more delirious with lust, but it does.
    "Then, I'm going to bite you, drink your blood. When I come, you're going to watch me, Eve."
    I nod. I'd agree to almost anything right now, barely able to think clearly. I want his blood, I want that oblivion that I feel when I drink it.
    He leans over me, his erection pressing against me, and opens a small wound on his neck. I cover it with my mouth and suck, taking in a mouthful of blood, which seems to go right to my flesh and I almost come just from feeling the pressure of him against me.
    I pull away when I'm finished, and float on a sea of lust, waiting for him to enter me, my eyes closing.
    "Keep your eyes on mine, Eve," he commands. I open my eyes again and try to focus but all I feel is my aching body, dying to feel him enter me.
    He finally does, sliding inside me slowly until he fills me up completely. The pressure alone is almost enough to make me come, but when he starts to move, rocking against me with each thrust, it's enough and that sweetness starts deep inside my groin, spreading down my legs and up in my body, my face feeling flushed, all my muscles tensing. I gasp as my body convulses, and he thrusts harder, sending me over the edge. Then he seems to hold me there at the peak for so long, like he's done something to stop time.
    When he bites my neck and drinks my blood, the pain is sharp and bright as his teeth break my skin. It makes my back arch, pressing my body against his, but it also clears my mind.
    In that moment, when he's fucking me, drinking my blood and his blood is in me, we connect so deeply, our minds and bodies almost fusing as one. I search his mind when he's in so deeply, his orgasm just starting. I find the memory, and in this moment of time standing still, I relive it while he groans.
    He can't stop me.
     
    "You're going to keep your mouth shut, Michel. I don't care what you think. If she doesn't comply, she dies."
    Soren holds Michel's chin in his hand, using his powers to force Michel's compliance. Michel's helpless to resist.
    They enter my mother's laboratory. It's a Tuesday evening just before Christmas. She's working late on a report and has me with her, because my father is practicing with the Boston Chamber Orchestra. Soren goes right into my mother's lab. Michel peeks in the office and sees me sitting there on the floor by her desk, old issues of National Geographic spread out beside me. Soren has no idea I'm here, so intent on getting to my mother that he fails to notice my scent but Michel can't miss it.
    "Hello, Eve," he whispers. "You stay here. Your mother has some business to attend to. I'll be back in a minute. Do you understand?"
    I nod, and barely acknowledge him, more interested in what I'm reading than my mother's visitors. He follows Soren into the laboratory where my mother sits at a desk,