*Yasmin*
I don’t know what woke me up, but something inside me was screaming that something was wrong, so very wrong. I sat up, looking around to find the bed beside me empty. My body was sore from the amount of times and ways the Master vampire had taken me, making a faint smile grow on my face for a second. I had never felt so special, so wanted, so desirable as I did when he looked at me, pleasured me in so many ways.
My smile quickly fell when my mind tried to figure out where he was though. So many times I had woken up in Antonio’s bed and hoped beyond hope that he would be gone so that I wouldn't have to feel like ripping my own skin off because of his touch. But I did not feel that way about the Master, I wanted his touch, craved it, and the fact that it was missing made me feel
