Teenage Vampire

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Milla stretches her body across the floor, beautiful beyond what I thought was earthly possible.

She lies on her back, captured and hungry. Her hands are bound in cuffs.

She beckons to me, and before I know what's come over happening, I've become her willing servant. I would do anything to understand her. I want to know her from the inside. Now... I've become her prisoner.

Milla tries to break through her chains with her sharp, pointed fangs, but she can't. She’s too weak because she hasn't fed.

"I will give you my blood", I tell her. I offer her my wrist. She shakes her head. "No." She whispers, her voice far off and dim. "Not there."

Her gaze moves down to the bulge in my pants. I close my eyes as she goes down for a drink. I am yours Milla...