Jay Alfieri

and he was soft. As I leaned in to take him I caught the scent of a woman on his breath. I kissed him to taste her. He was so shocked at being kissed by another man that he didn’t even struggle. Bourbon and sex. Interesting, but not what I was after. As my lips left his I turned him so his back was against me and covered his mouth with my hand. I sank my fangs into his throat. He struggled ineffectually for a few minutes as I drew what I needed from him. My eyes grew wide as I drank him in. In his soul was a blackness so thick it dimmed my