XENIA
For an entire week, I woke up promising myself the same thing.
“I’ll never let Matteo’s fangs near me.”
Those words became like a mantra, one that I repeated each time the memories of how blissful such a forbidden guilty pleasure was hit me. And those memories came quite often, but I refused to let them push me into doing something so unheard of.
Asides the fact that I was now questioning if Matteo was a werewolf or some other mysterious creature, it would be horrible of me to betray Thekla’s trust repeatedly by allowing her boyfriend sink his fangs into my neck as many times as he pleased.
I hadn’t even gotten over the guilt I felt for the last two times that it had happened, so I couldn’t imagine how much it would crush me to indulge in it again. It didn’t matter how amazing i
