“Definitely difficult to do anything fun with you as a puddle.” Xander said with a grin, even at her frown and attempt to look stern. “Oh, I’m misbehaving again… aren’t I?” he teased as he winked once at her.
Then, her eyes closed and she moaned, and his smile only widened further. “The first time his fangs pierce your neck..” he whispered as he leaned forward, so that he could brush his lips against her throat, his teeth nipping once upon her neck. “The first time.. there is a sharp pain.. but a moment later..” He nipped at her neck once again as he moved his lips toward her jaw, and then brushed them against her ear as he continued to whisper.
“Then, once he starts to drink.. there is a pleasure unlike anything you have felt before.. as strong as any orgasm I’ve given you.. but not as brief..” He nipped at her ear then, as he continued to whisper. “Imagine that orgasm.. that goes on.. and on.. and on.. your whole body wracked with such pleasure that you don’t wish it to ever stop.. no matter how much he takes..”