Damon laughed at Elena's loud reaction. Although the thought of seeing her tied up, naked, was appealing, it was a bit much for a slave just barely into training.
"Mm, perhaps you're right," he hummed, as he lapped over the skin that had newly healed over his bite, taking away the last few smears of the slave's blood.
"Besides, there are so many better ways you could make it up to me."
Damon pressed against Elena's shoulders, pushing her down to the mattress, as the length of his erection ground against her hip.