"As you wish," he said softly, as he nodded his head, though he didn't drop her gaze. With any luck, she might change her mind. Human women were good for that, and she hadn't exactly outright refused him.
That was progress in his mind. She would be his eventually, as he'd always known.
Eric could feel her muscles tense beneath his hands, though she pulled herself against him with a gasp instead of away. His lips smirked against her throat as he exhaled against her skin, his tongue pressing up against her artery as he took a pull from the vein.
Her blood was exquisite as always, and he savored the taste before he swallowed, relishing the way it burned down his throat. A low moan rumbles in his chest as the vampire took another sip, enough to quench the last of the burning in the back of his throat. Having satisfied himself, Eric retracted his fangs halfway, pricking the tip of his tongue with the end of one, and running the blood that beaded there along the puncture wounds, speeding up the healing process and causing them to close.
Eric let out a contended sigh before he pulled away, giving her space she likely needed. "That's how it's supposed to be," he murmured as he thought back to the last time he fed from her. Russell had screwed that up in a big way. He remembered the look on her face when he'd brushed her cheek in apology for what he needed to do, and it seemed she might have forgiven him.
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That was progress in his mind. She would be his eventually, as he'd always known.
Eric could feel her muscles tense beneath his hands, though she pulled herself against him with a gasp instead of away. His lips smirked against her throat as he exhaled against her skin, his tongue pressing up against her artery as he took a pull from the vein.
Her blood was exquisite as always, and he savored the taste before he swallowed, relishing the way it burned down his throat. A low moan rumbles in his chest as the vampire took another sip, enough to quench the last of the burning in the back of his throat. Having satisfied himself, Eric retracted his fangs halfway, pricking the tip of his tongue with the end of one, and running the blood that beaded there along the puncture wounds, speeding up the healing process and causing them to close.
Eric let out a contended sigh before he pulled away, giving her space she likely needed. "That's how it's supposed to be," he murmured as he thought back to the last time he fed from her. Russell had screwed that up in a big way. He remembered the look on her face when he'd brushed her cheek in apology for what he needed to do, and it seemed she might have forgiven him.