I wrapped my hand around his neck, pressing him against my throat all the harder, “Do it, do i

I wrapped my hand around his neck, pressing him against my throat all the harder, “Do it, do it, do it, do it!”When I awoke, it was day.He was long gone, as was his infallible custom. I lay alone. The boys had not yet come.(“Vampire Armand” by Anne Rice) -- source link

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