She seemed to like my blood, and honestly, that felt like a pretty solid sign in my favor.
It wasn't subtle either. She kept going back for it, tasting it again and again, smacking her lips like she had just discovered something she didn't even know she'd been craving. There was this almost embarrassing level of enthusiasm in the way she reacted, like she'd forget everything else just for another taste. If I didn't know better, I would've thought she'd found her new favorite meal.
"G-Give me more!"
Her voice cracked as she said it. Not just a little desperate, but the kind of desperate that made it obvious she wasn't thinking straight anymore. The kind that made you realize she'd already crossed some line in her head.
Well… that confirmed something for me.
It wasn't necessarily my sperm that held all the lifeforce in my body. It was stored in my blood as well.
"I refuse," I said, keeping my tone flat.
"Wha…?! Why?!"
