Tala
I completely forgot about the rush.
The way I feel when I drink directly from the source. Human blood, the electric and magical taste. The rush of the blood to my head and face and ears and chest. The rush to my extremities and even my toes. I lay back on the bed.
I am naked but so is Phillipe.
There is a girl in the middle of us and it feels amazing to be able to do this without any restrictions.
"That was amazing,' I let it out.
We are the only ones in this room.
Phillipe's private suite. There is an amazing view and the moon shines brightly and the stars are out.
The human is passed out but that is how it usually goes. A few drinks and then they go to sleep.
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