Even though i was also to be his nourishment, at least in part, it was two weeks before he first fed from me. I never understood why he waited so long.
His bite was indescribable. It was sublime pleasure. It was the sweetest of pain. It was unbearable heat and ultimate satisfaction. He gave me no warning. One night, as my first peak hit me, even before i could begin to ride it out, i felt his head bury itself in my neck. Teeth grazed my flesh lightly, heightening my pleasure. Then he bit me.
The sensations slammed into me all at once and for the longest time i was lost, overcome by a pleasure, a pain, a heat, so profound that it transcended the boundaries of physical sensation, and left me stranded in unknown waters.
I drifted. . .