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flesh. Blood welled into the cup. When she was done, she took the knife and pressed it into my inner arm. I breathed through the pain. After she was done, he grasped my arm. He licked his lips. His eyes glowed red from the hunger. Things snapped into place then. My mind cleared at that moment with one singular purpose and focus. I was the rabbit and my instincts said to run. He clasped my arm tighter. My heart thundered in my chest. Sweat dampened my palms.
    “You really shouldn’t do that right now.” Stephania cautioned.
    Keaton growled, but it was too late. I saw his teeth. They weren’t his canines like I expected, but the next teeth over growing longer. “Stay out of this.” He looked back at me. His eyes widened and his nostrils flared. Here before me was the monster I assumed I would turn into. Terror stirred my heart faster. I tried to stay calm. To this point, he hadn’t harmed me. He licked his lips. “Will you let me taste you?”
    The wound dripped onto my skirt and his fingers. It must have taken extreme control not to pounce on me. I swallowed and stared back at him. I wasn’t sure what I could say. I did want to feel his lips on me. What would it mean to have them buried in my throat? That was my thought that had always lingered when I saw a vampire movie.
    “Please.” His voice was filled with longing. The plea stabbed my heart. His other hand ran down my arm. I shivered from the gentle touch. My heart told me he wouldn’t hurt me.
    “Do you want this done or not?” Stephania asked me.
    “Yes, but can you give us a second please?” Keaton grumbled.
    She rolled her eyes, plunked down the goblet and the dagger, and went through the beaded curtain. I looked back at him. “You’re a vampire.”
    Keaton nodded. “You’ll keep bleeding if we don’t attend to your wound.”
    “And you can.”
    “Yes.”
    I glanced at the cut again and saw it still seeped. I lifted my arm to his lips. His tongue trailed down my arm. A shudder went through him. He groaned. The pleasure of his touch rolled along my skin and made me clench my legs together. Keaton sucked on the wound. After a few gulps, he glanced back up at me. A little bit remained on his lip. I wiped it away. His hand went around my wrist and brought my thumb to his mouth. His tongue wound around it and sucked the blood away. I moaned and leaned forward to kiss him once more. Keaton then claimed my lips. This time I melted into the embrace and easily fell into the fire that consumed me. How would it feel if we were together?
    Keaton separated from my lips and kissed my neck before tugging on my ear. “I can show you so many things if you just trust me. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.” He pushed me back gently onto the couch. He straddled me. His stiff cock pressed against my belly. “I want you, Madison. Now! Damn the concoction Stephania has made for you. After tasting you, I know we’re meant to be together. I’ve dreamed about having a mate for centuries. Many others of my kind are happy, and I have ached for the same thing.”
    I ran my hands over his chest. A slight heartbeat underneath my palm. I assumed it was from my blood that powered his heart. He was warm to the touch. “What else have you wanted?”
    “So, are you going to do this or not?”
    We both looked over at the woman who had reemerged into the room. I blinked immediately coming out of the daze I was in. Keaton growled at her and then retreated to the other side of the couch. She looked between us.
    “Yes.” Keaton had settled back on the couch next to me.
    I couldn’t do this. Panic ran rampant through me. I wanted to be back in my apartment and know that witches didn’t exist. I stood up and straightened my clothes. When I did, I noticed the gash on my arm was only a pink line. Some of my fright died down. Stephania smiled and handed me the goblet.
    “Drink it down without stopping, and don’t ask me what’s in it.”
    I did what she said and drank