Katie touched her fingers to her mouth and saw the evidence of the blood Alexis gave her, and she experienced an unbelievable aching need in her sex. She leapt onto Alexis and pushed her back on the bed.

Alexis then used her strength to flip her on her back, but then Katie did the same. After a tussle Katie finally lay underneath Alexis, and they both laughed.

“I want you so much, Alex. I feel like I’m going to explode.”

Alexis stroked her head. “Feeding from someone you love does that to you.”

“I love you, Alex.”

“I love you. Thank God you didn’t listen to me about drinking some of my blood. Tonight would be very different otherwise.”

“Don’t think about that. I’m here, and I need you to make me come.”

Alexis kissed her, and the kisses soon became frantic as they tore at each other’s clothes. Without preamble Alexis pushed her fingers inside Katie, who was wet and ready for her.

Katie gasped and said, “Yes, Alex.”

Alexis thrust on Katie’s leg while she thrust two fingers inside her. It got fast and near the pinnacle very quickly.

Katie wanted more of everything. “Alex, I need more. Faster, harder.”

Alexis obliged and brought them both to the brink. Katie dug her nails into Alexis’s shoulder, and Alexis groaned. “Fuck, I’m going to come. Bite me, Katie.”

Katie bit deep into Alexis’s neck, and Alexis did the same to her. Katie didn’t think anything could make sex with Alexis better, but sharing blood did. As both their orgasms overtook them, Katie felt she was drowning in bliss.

“I love you, Alex.”

* * *

“Are you sure she’s okay?” Amelia paced around the bedroom.

After returning from seeing the doctor, Amelia got the news about Katie and was beside herself with worry.

“She’s okay, or she will be. Alexis will look after her. Come and sit. You’ve had a hard day.”

One of the maids had brought up some simple soup and bread, since Amelia wasn’t feeling great, and left the tray on the breakfasting table. She walked over and sat down with Byron at the table.

“Everything’s changing,” Amelia said.

Byron covered her hand with hers. “I know it’s not ideal, but at least Katie is still with us. We could have been mourning Katie’s death tonight, and I would never have forgiven myself.”

Amelia had come to see that Byron saw herself as a big sister figure to Katie and understood how hard it would be to lose her.

“I know, and I’m thankful she’s okay, but it’s not just that. My parents are gone, I’m learning to control a power that I never knew I had, and…”

“And what?” Byron asked.

How could Amelia say this when she couldn’t even process it herself?