Katherine watched him turn his head to the side, watching the slight pulsing of the artery in his neck. She was hungry, and he was offering. There couldn't be any harm in taking a tiny sip. She leaned forward, trailing the tip of her tongue down his throat as she let one hand carress the smooth skin of his chest. The thumping of his heart filled her ears and she let her eyes close as she imagined the taste of his blood in her mouth again after all these years. It was too much to resist.
Katherine placed a soft kiss to Damon's neck before pulling her lips back and sinking her fangs down into his flesh. Immediately the blood began to spill out, filling her mouth and her senses. She'd forgotten how wonderful he tasted! Pulling her fangs back, so she wouldn't hurt him more than she already had, she lapped hungrily at the little puncture wounds, moaning softly as she swallowed down the thick, sweet liquid.