Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
As I drank, my senses came alive. My hearing and smell sharpened, and my muscles burned with renewed vigor. Andy made me stronger in every way. But as my body strengthened, my soul relaxed. It knew that its match had come, and was there for all time. The world made sense, and I was filled with purpose and happiness like I’d never known.
When I pulled my fangs free, Andy’s skin knitted together, and two small scars appeared. Now everyone would know that we were bound together, and he was mine. In all my life’s accomplishments, this was the one that made me the most proud.
“To complete our bond, you must also drink from me, duckling.”
Andy took a deep breath and gave a tiny nod. His fingers interlocked behind my head and he pulled me closer. He pressed a gentle kiss to my neck before biting down. My skin gave way easily, allowing him to take a sip of my blood. When Andy pulled away, he licked the red droplets from his lips, and watched in awe as my wound closed quickly.
“We are now eternally bonded,” I told him, whispering in reverence. “How do you feel?”
“Incredible,” he answered with a smile. “My body feels strong and…” he stopped speaking and blinked a few times.
“Is something wrong?”
“My vision is blurry.” He reached up and removed his glasses, blinking again. “I…I can see better without them.”
“You don’t need them any more; you won’t be afflicted by any human diseases or ailments ever again. Over time, you will gain strength and my quick healing; any wounds you get will soon heal as quickly as your mate mark. But I promise to protect you in hopes that you’ll never gain any wounds.”
“I really lucked out with a big, strong vampire as my mate,” Andy answered with a sly grin, making me chuckle.
“I lucked out too. You are more than I ever dreamed of.” I kissed him tenderly. “I love you, Andy.”
“I love you too.” He nuzzled against me and asked, “Can we snuggle for a while, Daddy? And then will you watch me play?”
“Of course, duckling.” I told him a phrase that he was sure to hear across a hundred lifetimes. “Whatever you wish.”
Epilogue
One Year Later
Andy
“Kimmie, would you like to take a ride on Clip Clop?” Denny asked, making his rotund horse gallop up to my doll.
“Oh, yes,” I answered in a high pitched voice. “I love horseback riding!”
“Be careful, Clip Clop,” Izzy warned, “Don’t go too fast; Kimmie just drank a lot of tea. We don’t want her belly to get sick.”
The three of us were at Joey’s house, having our weekly playdate. Today, we were having a tea party, which was one of my absolutely favorite things to do. Of course, I loved playing games of any kind with my friends.
“Eh, she’ll be okay,” Joey shrugged. “I say saddle up and hang on tight for a wild ride!” Joey always thought wild rides were a good idea.
We always took turns playing things that we each liked; we’d cycle from playing farm or zoo for Denny, tea parties with Izzy’s rabbit Flopsy (along with other special soft friends), and even makeover days for me. Denny was a big, brawny guy; an ex cop, even, and it touched me that he allowed me to paint his toenails without a fuss. Joey’s games were always fast paced and usually destructive, like knocking down block towers with cars.
But they were all perfect, because each of us were so different. Izzy was always in little mode. He relied on his Daddy for nearly everything, and enjoyed heavy age regression. Denny did as well, though he also had times when he was big, shutting down little time all together.
Joey and I were somewhere in the middle, but his interests and energy were amped up compared to mine. But I would never change any of us; including me. Over the past year, Daddy helped me realize that I was perfect, just the way I was.
He was the perfect Daddy, the perfect partner, the perfect man. He encouraged me every day, and loved me no matter what. He’d healed me from the inside, and shown me just how great life could be.
Daddy even helped mend the relationship between Dalton and me. I never asked what exactly the two of them had talked about, but since their first meeting, Dalton had been kinder and more open towards me than ever. He was getting out soon because of his good behavior while he was in prison; he seemed to have turned everything around, and I hoped it continued. I wanted my brother to be happy, and I couldn’t wait to visit with him at home, and have a better life with him.
“Oh boys,” Ian announced as he came into the playroom, “Dinner is ready.”