"Mmm, pity I can't have sex with you," she purred, teasing him. "Damon's orders." She tilted her head up, licking his lips clean of blood slowly, teasingly before slipping away from him, her hips swaying, making sure he would think of HER tonight, and not her sisters.
"someone needs to dance with me before I punch my father," EB said, looking at the men.