Lana's eyes brightened at the thought of her own knife to play with and she grinned into Byron's touch. "Oh what fun..." Her eyes stayed on him, watching him lick her blood from the blade. Her own tongue darted out, licking her lips in desire and anticipation.
His fingers in her hair, pulling and twisting, brought a small moan from her throat as her eyes worked to stay on his. She could feel the tip of him pressing against her lips, Lana opened her mouth wide and took him in. With her eyes still upturned and looking to him, she began to work him carefully at first.
Lana ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft, pulling him into her as far as he would go until the hairs on his skin tickled at her nose. Pulling her head back a little, Lana let her teeth graze along the skin of him, her lips turning into what small smile she could form with her mouth full. Teasing him, threatening more for a moment until her teeth sank down and bit into his hardness. Careful not to break the skin, but enough to let him know she would if he wanted.