forms in my head. “Let me go,” I whisper, and turn my head to lay a soft kiss on his bloody mouth. He groans, his fangs slicing my lip as he grabs my head and controls the kiss. I feel my fresh blood mix on our tongues, making us move against each other as the cut heals until I finally pull back, breathing heavily again.
I step away, turning to face the guard with an evil grin. “I’m glad you’re here,” I coo and crouch in front of him, stroking his face, ignoring the vamp’s possessive growl. “You are going to help us, aren’t you?”
He frowns at me. “You’re fucking crazy, you will die down here.”
“You’re right,” I agree and he starts to laugh again. “Partially. I am crazy, but I’m afraid it will be you doing the dying.” I yank him to me, and he screams as I start to laugh, the sound echoed by the vampire behind me.
I cover his mouth with mine as that power, the one keeping me alive, reaches out and latches on to him. He cries into my mouth, his body shuddering with the end of his fight, but he soon slumps and I jerk my head back, slurping the last of his power and shivering. Fuck, that was good.
I turn with a gasp, my mouth curving with the power flowing through me. Usually I change straightaway and I feel it coursing through me now, so surely I can send it back as well?
I drop to the floor, my body forgotten as I use all my power and turn it inwards, stopping the change. It halts, and as I push harder, sweat breaks out on my brow until slowly, ever so slowly, it starts to recede. When it’s done, I can still feel it there, waiting to be used, but I can function and I’m still in my own body. The whole plan depended on that.
I open my eyes and they lock with the vamp’s to see him watching me curiously. “Don’t worry, I’m getting us out of here. Be patient, hot stuff.”
I rise to my feet gracefully, power flowing through me as I start to stroll towards him, but I hear the door open and turn to face them instead. I grin at the guards there as they gape at me. “Hello, boys, thanks for the vacation spot, though I wouldn’t recommend the service.”
Eyes narrowed, they step towards me, so I wave my vampire goodbye and he blows me a kiss. Only then do I realise just how much my blood has affected him and it makes me stare for a second.
I was right, he is breathtaking, like a warrior of old. His face filled out, his body strong and muscular, skin golden and gleaming, eyes alight as he watches me be dragged away. He looks powerful and oh so fucking formidable that I debate killing the fools holding me and heading straight back to him to finish what we started, but no, I have a plan.
So I let them haul me out. They whisper amongst themselves about what to do with me, all of them worried how their masters will react when they realise I’m healed and untouched. I whistle and hang in their grip, kicking my legs gently in the breeze, looking around at the walls.
“Who’s your decorator down here? ‘Cause it’s very depressing. You could do with a splash of colour instead of all the grey and brick...maybe red.” I turn my head, grinning at them then, letting my eyes go black as I lick my lips. I watch the pulse of the one I’m staring at jump in his throat. “How about the red in your veins, boy?” I start to laugh as he gapes at me, horrified.
“Assmos wants her back in with the bull, said something about getting what they need…” one of them looks me up and down. “Another way.”
They drag me away faster now and throw me back into a familiar cell. I spin when the door shuts and stare at my bull. “Hi, honey, did you miss me?” I look around then, my eyebrows rising at the dead bodies everywhere. “I see you did some redecorating, love what you’ve done, very macabre.”
“You were gone,” he snarls, completely bull now, no hint of my gentle, confused Dume.
“Oh, are we back to playing?” I coo, sauntering towards him, his chains slinking across the floor as he steps further into the dark corner. “I do enjoy our games and