by Varian Wolf
He glowed as he never had before. His skin seemed to radiate light, like molten gold slunk over his lean form. His eyes emitted knowledge of unearthly horrors and delights that I now knew all too well. He smiled, and his integral teeth formed perfect triangles of alabaster death. The stolen nectar of life laced them and dripped from his bearded chin. The lifeless form of a goat he had taken lay before him.
He crouched there with predatory earnest, and I matched his stance, as we looked into each other’s eyes and souls.
I lunged for him. He took me in his clutches and let me pin him to the ground. I poured myself into his arms and sank my fangs into his cold throat. It was divine retribution. I sucked hard to draw the stagnant blood from his veins, and was rewarded with something far greater than I had received from the animals. Now, unlike the last time I took in draughts of him, I felt the power of what I was taking. It coursed through me right down to the ends of my fingers and toes.
He pushed me back. I let him. I watched the wound I’d made on his neck heal before my eyes. He held me close as he took my neck once more between his teeth, for the first time in my new skin. He severed the artery and drank deep. I felt my essence drawn back into his once more. I could almost feel with his body, his fingers, his lips –even his pleasure and need. And as he drank I could almost glimpse his memories, the long roads he had walked through the centuries, the continuity of eternity as he knew it. And he could almost glimpse mine. A mobius strip of consciousness wound through our bodies and our brains.
I threw my head back and laughed to the black skies. It was the laugh of the liberated, of the eternal, of the undead.
And that was just the beginning.
Coming soon:
Annie’s adventures continue in Vampire Annie
About the Author
Varian Wolf lives in Florida with her superb boyfriend and her enormous white fluffy dog. When she is not working she enjoys snorkeling, kayaking, and any other good adventure, real or imagined. She visits New Orleans whenever she can.
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