Damon couldn't hold back as the delicious smell of her blood danced around him. As he dug deep into her, he bent his head down and bit into her neck, tasting her intoxicating blood as he continued thrusting into her.
Surprisingly, Lirae's blood was not exactly like a vampire's blood. It was also not elven or human. It was completely different from anything he had tasted. A new and unique elven race indeed.
Lirae gasped softly, fingers curling against his shoulders as her entire body shivered. Damon did not want to drain her too much, so he stopped, but the elf unexpectedly demanded he continue. "Drink more, my love. Don't stop."
Damon was already deep in it, so when she requested it herself, he kept going until her moans finally turned a little strained. He immediately stopped again and gently released her, placing her back on the bed.
