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“Do you think I can cut it off with a plastic knork? Or will disinfectant work?” I try to be light-hearted with my question, but right now, I’m serious. Quinny looks sad.

“How long has this been happening?” she uses a soft voice, but I can hear the anger she’s trying to control.

“The first time I’ve had my boxers off, and she’s done more than just sit and grind. He’s never done more than watch before, either.” I don’t tell her about the whispered promises, and I hope like hell they never let the badger touch Quinny as Sune, my alter will take complete control, and I don’t know what will happen.

The door opens, and five vampires position themselves around Quinny.

As one, they lean down and bite into her; two take an ankle each, two on her hips, and number five bites her left shoulder. It takes me less than a minute to realize Quinny has pain in her eyes, which are still fixed on mine. The fuckers aren’t using their venom to numb the pain. She is feeling every pull of her blood.

After 5 minutes, they stop the fuckers don’t even seal the wounds.

We are returned to the shower room and again rinsed off before being given some scrubs to put on. I’m having to support Quinny as she’s so weak. I’m not sure how much either of us can take before we have to take matters into our own hands, or it just kills us.