Of Dreams

The breath on her neck was hot. It tickled the small hairs at the edge of her hairline. His lips and nose nuzzled into her neck. He breathed ever so softly in her ear. "Now, please!" She begged.

His lips parted, and his tongue caressed her jugular vein. She sighed. She felt the sharp points of his fangs on her flesh, but they didn't penetrate. "You aren't ready for me yet." A whoosh of wind fluttered her nightgown and her eyes fluttered open.

Her boyfriend lay on his side beside her staring, "Good dream? Me I hope?"

She sighed away her disappointment. One day her mystery man wouldn't flee. She noticed her boyfriend's ragged smirk. Was that a fang?

It couldn't be? He couldn't be. "Was it you?"

He smiled broadly at her revealing both fangs, "Maybe you are ready," he purred in the same husky voice.

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