The pain surged through me as Carter continued to feed, my screams echoing in the darkness. Each heartbeat felt like a drum, pounding in my ears. Tears welled up in my eyes as a mixture of physical agony and emotional betrayal consumed me. The world around me blurred, and I felt a profound sense of weakness.
As Carter finally withdrew, a cold numbness replaced the searing pain. I gasped for breath, the metallic taste of blood lingering on his lips. I was too weak to hold myself up and crumbled to the floor. Carter's eyes bore into mine, a strange mix of satisfaction and guilt flickering in them.
"Forgive me," he whispered, wiping a trace of blood from his lips. "I didn't mean to take so much."
I lay there, battered and broken, grappling with the revelation that I was nothing more than a
