Dear Misery

For her own part, Cassandra wasn't a sore loser either. Instead, she grinned proudly down at you. “Well done, darkling.” She pulled you close, pressing a slow kiss against your lips. You melted into her embrace. You gazed up dreamily at the vampire when she finally pulled away.

Your eyes lingered on your beloved Cassandra’s face. Her sharp golden eyes, a thin ring of liner around them. Her lips, black lipstick slightly smudged, turned up in a soft smile. Her broad nose. The rose tattoo on her forehead. You couldn’t help but swoon in Cassandra’s strong arms. “You’re so pretty, my Lady.”

You could’ve sworn she saw a dusting of pink spread across Cassandra’s cheeks before the vampire leaned back in for another kiss. And then another. Every time your lips parted, Cassandra darted forward to capture yours again.

She pulled you tight against her and you had to crane her neck back to still meet Cassandra’s lips. You felt Cassandra’s hands come up to cradle your head, one hand on the back of your neck and the other gripping your jaw. You opened your lips, and shivered in delight as Cassandra’s tongue took the invitation, practically spearing into your mouth.

You moaned into Cassandra's mouth, but the sound was cut short by the sound of someone loudly clearing her throat. Cassandra looked up, and very nearly bowled you over when she stiffened in surprise. There were both of her sisters, standing there and looking vaguely awkward.

“You were the one who wanted so badly to go hunting, Cassandra,” Bela said with amusement cutting through the mild irritation in her voice.

“It looks to me like she's already caught one,” Daniela teased.

Cassandra was silently flustered for a beat. Then she burst suddenly into her swarm and flew away. Both sisters dissolved into their own swarms, Daniela waving a playful goodbye to you as she went. They followed, giggling, after Cassandra.