E - OTA
E bounced into the room, tossing a flat box on the empty table before wrapping her arms around Damien's neck and pulling him in for a deep, hungry kiss. Pulling back, she grinned at him, leaning up to lick a long line up his neck, over the healed bite marks from just moments before, before stepping back and pulling down the edge of her dress, not letting go of his arm.
Their pair had spent the morning in their bedroom, seeing how many positions of the Karma Sutra they could get through before the party (and would probably finish the book after), and now E was high on blood and sex, a fine shaking in her body that came from her over indulgence in both. "Dammy," she whispered in Damien's ear, the same knickname her younger self used for her husband...which was just creepy if you gave it too much thought.
"I'm hungry again..." she whispered, despite the fact she had eaten before they dressed for the party."