The Dark Kiss

For centuries most creatures feared vampires. That included even the most purest of beings. Angels hated vampires the most. Vampires always lurking in the dark tormenting innocent people for what? A quick meal? A night of sin? Despite all their hatred towards those blood sucking flees. They knew it was too dangerous to fight against them...
So every year they would send the vampires an offering. They hated giving up one of their own but in order to keep peace they had no choice. This year they choose Suiren. She was different, her wings were red. It was odd to be born with red wings. Of corse she had no desire to be of any part of this. She had no choice they forced her down to earth, made her a sitting duck for those monsters.
What was odd about this whole situation there was only one vampire that came after her. He of course being the strongest and most feared. When he torn into her skin and tasted her delicious crimson he made it clear on was allowed to touch her but him...
