Elena was torn between screaming in pleasure and sobbing in terror. He was being so...gentle, so tender. All logic screamed that this should be when he was at his most dangerous and deadly, but she was mesmerized by his soothing voice, by the way his hands were working her over. Her breathing was getting heavy and it was so hard to fight what her body so desperately wanted. "Then let me go..." she pleaded with a moan. "I promise, I'll come back to feed you...just..." she closed her eyes and moaned loudly as she felt her release creep closer "if you love me just set me free, please..."