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think he was a little annoyed. He must have planned a whole world of sensual torment for me before killing me, and how it was all for naught. The situation had changed, and I was doing an unexpected payback, a thank-you for saving my family.
    By the way, thanks for the cake. I haven’t had sweets since you brought me down here. I really missed them.
    That must have mollified him. He sat up more, forcing me back onto his lap. He took my knees and pressed them to his sides until I finally got the hint and locked my ankles behind him. Then, gently, he ran his thumb over my lower lip.
    “ This will be a blood exchange. I drink from you. You drink from me. The first time will make you sick; try not to throw up on me. I have seen it take as little as three exchanges, all the way up to twenty.” I turned my head to expose my neck. “I am truly sorry, Little One. It has faded, but my bite is still visible. I fear that, after this, you will always be scarred.”
    It was worth it, my one last kick at independence. I thought I was ready but then…fucking hell. He bit deeper than he ever had before. It felt like a siphon was attached to my neck. He drank and drank. I could hear his gulps and slurps, and it was me that he was drinking. Shouldn’t he be stopping now…it’s getting dark!
    Stop now. Stop!
    And then there was nothing.

S ix
    Making Sex

    A sharp sting, followed by a throbbing in my face, brought me back to the land of the living…or sort of living.
    “ You need to drink now, Sex. Wake up!”
    There was that sting again, only this time on the opposite side of my face. Wait a minute; I was getting bitch-slapped?
    Stop it, you fucking vampire.
    I reached up and tried to pull away the hand that was striking me.
    “ You need to drink now.”
    I opened my eyes in time to see Marcus slit open one of his wrists with his fangs. His blood poured from the wound, trailing down his arm as he lifted it to my face. I could feel droplets falling onto my chest and running in rivulets down to our thighs. I turned my head away tiredly, and he grabbed my hair, yanking my head back round, setting his bleeding wrist upon my lips. What the hell was he doing? I clamped my mouth shut tight.
    I’m not doing that.
    His fingers let go of the grip they’d had in my hair, and my head slumped forward slightly. I couldn’t have righted myself if I’d wanted to. For one crazy moment, I thought he was going to leave me alone, but then I found out where his free hand had gone to as he wrapped his fingers around my balls and twisted cruelly.
    My lips opened in a scream, and he jammed his bloody wrist into my mouth. A hot rush of blood flooded in, and I gagged and tried to pull away. Now that my mouth was open, he let my balls go and moved his hand up to my face, where the bastard held my nose closed. I had no choice but to swallow. Once I had done so, he let go of my nose but only until my mouth was filled with blood again.
    “ Swallow, or I will make you.”
    I swallowed and gagged, but kept it down.
    “ One more, then we are done for now.”
    I took his last offering and then doubled over as a stomach-wrenching cramp took hold of me. Cold sweat broke out all over my body. I started shivering, even as sweat poured down my face, down my neck, and down my body to drip on the bed. I let out a piercing scream as my stomach twisted itself into a tight knot.
    “ The change is starting…it will be slower than what a sex drone would go through, but you will still be essentially you at the end of it.” Marcus gathered me close to his chest and held me as my body was wracked with chills. This was just as bad as that food poisoning occasion…oh God, no, maybe it was worse. I gritted my teeth and let out a low groan.
    Lay down…I need to lay down.
    I pushed weakly at his chest, and he let me go. I flopped on my back, untangled my legs from him, and curled into a ball. It can’t get worse than this I thought, as I felt the bed began shaking its way