The Heart Mage

The craving was maddening. Uncontrollable.
I inhaled her. My fangs ached. And every time I looked into her eyes, the dagger of desire was thrust ever further into my broken soul.
I-the Quiet King-who held dominion over countless beings, found myself absolutely enslaved by this enchanting blood mage.
But would she ever submit to me?
Or would I have to take what I desire?