This was it? This was my whole life? This is how it ended?

To think I would have more eventful to be honest. But here I'm probably in my coffin, but I was still alive I could feel something.

Something cold it was in my chest I could, I could. My body unwillingly jerked forward bringing me into a world of light suddenly, while I vomited what felt like remaining salt water from the ocean.

It looked discoloured however a brown colour the colour you get of dried blood on clothes, tha'ts what it looked like, it looked wrong. It wasn't right but it just wasn't.. it wasn't normal.

I blinked and before I knew it 3 large figures stood before me speaking to fast for my ears to understand, eyes black from grief as if they had lost something. Me.

I looked at them all individually their eyes were as dark as night, they hadn't feed at one of my kings had fed and from there worn attire neither have they changed. I looked at my surroundings a dim room badly lit with large red curtains obstructing light from entering the room, the bed I lay in black satin sheets stained from the mess that has just left my mouth.

I looked back over at my Kings one more disturbed than the other all distressed speaking at such speeds in different languages that I couldn't comprehend.

I raised my hand closing my eyes to stop the noise all fell silent, 'How long?'.

'8 days.'

'That's how long you haven't fed?'

'That's how long you haven't been awake.'

I looked at them all before I looked at myself and my attire I was mess wearing the same jumper and leggings from 8 days ago. I lifted the cover moving limbs that haven't been stretched and used in days. I slowly put my feet on the floor lifting my body off the bed, a large tug was made at my ribs I involuntarily winced. The Kings all gave a hand of assistance but I politely decline raising a hand, I lifted my jumper taking a look at my once beautiful skin now a canvas of black and purple.

I knew what I needed to heal..plasma but how do I ask for it. Oh yeah I err need a bag of blood to heal.

'I err I need plasm in order to heal right now.'

'Plasma? do you mean blood mi amour?'

'Ermm yeah you can call it that as well.' I began to feel embarrassment wash over me I'm sure my face was going red from the little blood circulation I had in my face still.

'Well we can give you just that.' Marcus replied, before I could answer I was swept off my feet a gasp escaped my lips as I looked up to see myself curled in the arms of Caius, and damn was he comfortable. I curled closer needing the closeness between our bodies, my fragile hands curling into the silk cloth and my face snuggled into his arms. A slow rumbling purr echoed from his chest and my eyes began to shut not a few seconds later was a gentle wind rustling my hair and I was being gently shook awake.

When my eyes open I was taken by the unappealing sight of the bag of blood, that's disgusting and my nose involuntarily scrunched at the sight. 'What's wrong?' Aro asked.

'It just..' not a second later I saw Caius' eyes shine, he took bag from Aro's awaiting hand and tore into it animalistically but not a drop slipped from his delicate lips. I stared in awes as his eye closed as he drank in the heavenly taste but it was short lived as his eyes reopened and he looked at me I hadn't looked away, it was some what mesmerised.

Then I saw him turn and bite his wrist before placing the wrist to my lips for a second I contemplated it, but it smelt sweet and I just couldn't help but lick my lips.

That was my undoing however. Just a drop was enough to have me hooked, I was soon closing my eyes and moaning in satisfaction as the holy waters it seemed pooled in my mouth. Taking large gulps I was soon clutching on Caius' arm as if to take more. I needed more. I just felt so good so perfect so right. I moaned again my heart beating faster for a second my senses were on overload. I just needed it. I needed the closeness, I needed the.. the blood.

But my lips were soon detached from the source and my eyes opened to see my Kings each looking more astonished than the other, looking excited in a way. But Caius he seemed very excited in fact I could feel how excited he felt his piercing black eyes stared at me. With that look it could make a virgin turn a sinner, my inside began to warm and then I was interrupted by yet another arm.

This one however was different it tasted more salty whereas the other tasted of sweet caramel even, this tasted of salted popcorn perfectly entwined with my tongue. I swished the glorious taste in my mouth this was perfection nothing could possibly taste this good, not every. Moans were coming from my mouth like water from a tap. Constant and ongoing. I was turning in Caius' arms but maybe a little too much because I soon felt something very hard on my ass and a low hiss came from him. That didn't stop the whimper that left my lips however when Marcus removed his wrist from my lips.

Aro looked at my smug now he knew what I wanted, he was just teasing. I waved it in my face like prize even I lunged forward to retrieve it but Caius' arms kept me in my place, I bent over reaching for it but nothing.

'Puer placet' (Baby please) I moaned I was desperate it was too good to give it up so early, he looked at me for a second almost gallivanting wasting time. 'daddy placet ut deh mihi' (Please daddy give it to me) his eyes turned the colour of coal and he in front of my in a second, but it wasnt his wrist he had my lip attached to. It was his neck and good did it taste amazing I was pretty much climbing him like a frame just to get more. Caius had let go at some point and I was wrapped around Aro's mid section, his head tilted back as I drank him in. His hands roaming, purring, growling as his pushed me against a surface and a moan escaped my bruised lips, I couldn't get enough of either of them.

Each more excited than the other, up against the wall I could tell I could feel it.

Tonight was to be a good night, but was I ready maybe I should slow down. Heal first..

Maybe.. but it just

I cough wracked my body resulting in convulsions of my body the mood instantly died and I was vomiting what seemed to me a clear blue liquid out. Then my eyes began to feel drooped I was tired but I could hear the voices of my Kings, all frantic all scared.

Way to kill a mood huh? Nice one..