Damon stared at her lips, leaning in and kissing her deeply, the color was already coming back to her face, the bites healing. Soon, she'd look perfect. "Mmmmm. Now, be good, and I won't hit you again, alright, pet?" he asked her, gently stroking her cheek.
"I'm never letting you go, so get that out your head. You're mind, forever, to have, fuck, suck, beat, eat... All mind. I can kill you, but you'll just come back, and I'll do it all over again, so I think you should be very good. No running away, trying to kill me, or insulting me, understand?"