healthy dose of fear. Wiping his hand across his mouth quickly, blood still on his face, he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her. He half expected her to fight or run. Which you would enjoy immensely , the predator in him screamed. She kissed back. Her fingers caught in his hair, he ground his cock into her crotch. Awareness hit him like a bolt of lightning. She is kissing me back . He pulled back quickly, stepping forward into the moonlight. He could see blood smeared on her face. Her eyes widened as she saw the blood on his face and her hand came to her mouth to stifle a gasp.
“Can you let me go clean up? I'll do my best to give you more information then.”
She nodded, stepping back with shaking ahnds. “Be my guest.”
He made it to the house, before realizing he still carried the rabbit. He could do nothing but put it in the trash can and it made him feel sick and sad. He took the steps two at a time and hit the shower.
He scrubbed until his skin felt raw. Taking a few slow breaths, he got out of the shower, dressed quickly and ran down stairs. She calmly sat on the couch, drinking a glass of wine; no more blood smeared on her face. Maybe she needed liquid courage, he wasn't sure. He sat down in a chair across from her. They sat in silence.
He took another deep breath. “Okay. I will tell you as much as I can. It may sound stupid. It may sound crazy, but it's the truth.” He looked at her with agony filled eyes.
“Okay, I'm listening.” She took another sip of wine, her hand shaking.
“I am not 100% vampire. I am part vampire. My mother was a vampire. My father was a werewolf. They had a forbidden love affair that caused my father to lose his life when my grandfather found out. My mother was pregnant with me then. She lost her life in childbirth. I was raised by my grandfather. I was told, daily, what an abomination I was and how I killed my mother. When I hit puberty, I fell in love with a vampire girl named Isabelle. I lusted after her with all of my being. I attempted to get closer to her, to seduce her. I was nearly castrated by her father and kicked out of the clan. The werewolf clan refused to have me be with them. I had caused the death of their high ruler, my father. I was told I was an anomaly and they did not want my bad blood in their clan. I struck out on my own and here I am today. That's the simplest explanation I can give you, Sasha.” He hung his head.
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She was bursting with questions. “Why don't you have issues with the sun? Why don't you turn into a werewolf? How does all this work?”
He looked at her in shock. “Aren't you scared?”
She shrugged, “Maybe a little that you will suck me dry, but I've watched too many vampire movies I guess. It usually ends up okay.” You sound like a damn moron, Sasha. Good job. Sitting here lusting after a blood sucking freak. Pathetic.
“It is a possibility. I've never smelled anyone that smells quite like you do and makes me want to bite them quite like you.” He said it matter of factly, a small smile on his face.
She blinked. “Would it hurt if you bit me?” Don't even think about it, girl...
He avoided the question. “To answer your other questions, the reason I don't have issues with the sun or turn into a werewolf is because I am not enough of either for them to take over. I only crave blood on the full moon and within a few days after. I am slightly more sensitive to the sun those days. As you can see I've burned today, even with sunscreen. I have never wanted to bite a human.”
“But you want to bite me.” Oh man... he wants to bite me. That brought on some extremely erotic thoughts and she clenched her thighs together to stop the flood of arousal that threatened to burst. Oh man. STOP IT, SASHA!
He nodded once, albeit unwillingly. “I want to do more than bite you.”
“What if I was willing?” Sasha, why are you still talking?
“Willing for what? Sex?” He looked at