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One I am old, really old. I
don’t go around town telling people my exact age, but suffice it to
say I am probably the oldest vampire anyone can find. Because of my
age, even when we first met I only had to feed once a week. From
the beginning you were always meant to be my only source of
nutrition.
    “The second reason I can go so long
is your blood itself. I didn’t realize it at first, but eventually
I started testing how long I could go without having to call you.
As you can see, we are up to a month now and I called you more
tonight because I missed you than really having to eat. Don’t get
me wrong, I still hope to have a bite of my cheeseburger, but I
wouldn’t go insane or weak without it,” he says lifting up my arm
and smelling my bloodlines.
    “Seriously, I am the only vintage
you have tasted in about three years? You don’t even take that
much. I guess I hang out with more werewolves than vampires, but it
just seems odd,” I say as he starts licking my arm. “I would think
you needed more.”
    “You should stay away from other
vampires when not in my presence. I don’t think it would have the
same effect on them, but I don’t want to chance someone else
finding out about you. This vintage is one that I have bought the
entire stock of,” he says as he sinks his fangs into my
wrist.
    Briefly pondering why he thinks he
is special, I am quickly wrapped up in the normal feelings that
come with Sebastian eating his dinner. He quickly figured out how
to make it so we both feel completion during our intense feedings.
Like usual, the second he bites down I am taken to a world so full
of pleasure a tornado could rip the building to shreds around us
and I wouldn’t care.
    “Oh God yes,” I hear Sebastian
scream as he releases my arm.
    I become aware enough to realize
that at some point during his snack, I grabbed his arm and bit down
hard enough to draw blood myself and am now slowly having my own
unexpected meal. I quickly release the arm and try to figure out
how and why that happened.
    Sebby has obviously gone delirious
because he decides now would be a good time to test the sponginess
of my tonsils and crawls on top of me securing his lips to my
mouth. His kiss is nothing like the ones Ryan has given me, even
the ones where Ryan was trying to be passionate.
    Sebastian’s kiss blows me into the
Milky Way with the amount of desire that starts to flow through my
body. Before he goes too far, I bite gently on his tongue to try to
tell him we need to talk about this. Just because the Kool-Aid was
extra sugary tonight, doesn’t mean we get to sleep together in the
way he seems to be hoping.
    Knowing me as well as he does, he
takes the bite to be the red light and not some symbol to move on
full steam ahead. He pulls back after giving me one more kiss on
the lips and rolls over on his back returning to his side of the
bed.
    “Well that was different,” I say
trying to clear the air as we both catch our breaths.
    He chuckles in a sort of drunken
way. “Love, you have no idea. When you bit me I thought I might
shoot fireworks out my head. That was without a doubt the best
experience I have ever had and I am still wearing my pants. Here,
in the chaos I didn’t get your wound sealed. You don’t want to
leave here with that still opened.” He grabs my arm and swiftly
closes up the small holes.
    “I don’t know how much time passed,
did you get enough? I don’t really want to offer more right now,
but I don’t want you to be hungry,” I say still a little blitzed
from the feeding.
    “After that, I am not sure I will
ever have to eat again. I guess I should ask if you got enough,
love. I think your trying to get a little taste is what blew it up
to volcanic proportions.”
    “Since that is the only thing that
was different this time, I would have to agree. I really don’t know
what possessed me to do that. I didn’t know I even had at the time.
Is your arm okay? I don’t exactly have nice pointy teeth