Here is an excerpt from my first published short story, The Teen Game that you can find in the anthology Devils, Demons and Werewolves.
His mouth was a little sloppy I have to admit but it was
certainly exciting to be embraced by such a young boy after so many years! I gradually showed him how to kiss me
properly using my tongue, lips and teeth and then I felt his hands slide
instinctively down my body, although he carefully avoided my breasts to begin
with. He was so innocent and clearly a
virgin. As much as I liked to torment
myself with my little games, I was thirsty; I hadn’t fed all day and was
beginning to feel weak. His pulse was
beating against my skin, and I kissed in a seductive line down his jaw until my
mouth hovered over that delicate place, and I inhaled his warm, sweet
scent. Then I struck, quick, fast,
biting a neat little hole and drinking deeply of his youthful blood. He cried out but it was muffled against my
hair and I projected calming thoughts into his mind, persuading him that we
were simply kissing and caressing each other, nothing more. He became still against me and when I had
finished and pushed him gently away, he swayed a little and struggled to focus
on my face. When he spoke his voice was
hoarse. “Whoa that was intense!" he stuttered, "So, um, I should get you home, Liz!”
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