As my lips touched Aisha's neck, I felt a sudden jolt of warmth envelop my body. The taste of her blood was unique, unlike anything I had ever experienced. It was rich, warm, and gave an electrifying taste. I sucked gently, my eyes widening in contentment as I savored the taste.
It seems unfortunate for Eleanor, but I found myself liking the taste immensely. My grimace on Aisha tightened slightly as I drank deeper, a low groan escaping my throat.
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Eleanor watched the scene unfold with a mix of shock and jealousy as she had not expected such an outcome.
'I was sure he would dislike the taste of her holy blood; it shouldn't be possible for him to like it unless' Then she remembered her talk with Iris in the morning.
'But there's no Way....' she bit her lips and tried to deny it, but the look of her Husband finding pleasure in Aisha's blood was too much to ignore.
