He wanted her and he wanted her now. Elijah wanted to bury himself into that tight, wet heat she was offering him. A major part of him told him he couldn't, that he needed to bring her to his bed, but damn if it wasn't hard to listen to that voice. Shifting to add a second finger to her tight core, he groaned at the feeling.
Elijah continued working his fingers in and out of her, curling them and flicking them a little against her g-spot. Caught up in the sensations and ecstacy of it all, his mouth traveled down her jawn and to her neck just below her ear. Moaning into her skin, his fangs descended of their own accord. Without thinking about it, as he added pressure to his ministrations on her clit, Elijah sank his fangs into her throat and tasted her sweet blood.