I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. My ears picked up a movement and I turned and raised my hand to hold Arya's fist.
She had the intention to blow me but obviously, my senses are faster than her movement.
We were facing each other in the dark and I heard her heart beating rapidly.
"You wanted me to teach you, didn't you?" She asked in a whisper.
"Not in this way, I can figure out your movement even before you make them," I replied as I moved closer to her, sniffing in her scent.
"This is the first time I'd sleep on the same bed with my prey."
I chuckled softly as I pecked her neck slowly, my breath teasing her neck.
"You are the prey, Arya. You are fragile…delicate…and fresh." I retorted in a low tone as I placed my hand on her waist and drew her closer to me. I became thirsty for blood as I licked her neck gently.
I pushed her hair backward and felt the urge to bite but I immediately pushed her back and got up. I could the vampire form taking over me.
