"That's it," she hummed as Danny pulled at her nipple with his lips. He wasn't very good, but his movements were getting more sure. He seemed nervous, and eager to please. She could work with that. Her hand grabbed Danny's bicep, holding him close and not letting him move away just in case he would get any ideas. Licking the front of her canines, still tasting his blood in her mouth. It sent lightning bolts of energy through her body through her veins. The nearly quiet slave was doing good so far, scenting her, but the mistress wanted more. She pulled one of his hands away from her breasts, playing with his fingertips first with her own. Human skin was so delicate. She was happy to guide his hand down to her waiting lips, light blonde hair trimmed short to her pale skin. She assumed he'd scent her arousal, she could after all.