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I squeezed him again, watched his spine bow, and his head throw back, sliding the long braid of his hair off the bed, like something escaping off the edge. Every inch of his skin I could see was just suddenly covered in blood. Fuck me, I said, because make love was not what I meant. Miss Blake, if I am only another type of walking dead, then is it fair to deny me the same chance that this vampire has gotten? You're not a vampire, I said.

Requiem's mouth sealed over the kiss of his fangs, and he began to feed. No, the best sex I ever had was that guy . I thought about sending him home with someone else, letting him weep on someone else's shoulder. The room was packed.