The shriek that Adelle let out at the bite echoed around her, a resounding, soul shattering scream. She bucked against Karine, felt the cool lips against her skin and the fluid against her own flesh. Her own blood. Adelle lay motionless, feeling the suction against her breast. She was hot with lust at this point, her skin flushed. A hand lost itself in Karine's hair, and she found herself holding the vampire to her chest more than the vampire was keeping herself there. Why was she feeling like this? A vampire was bleeding her and she was lost in heat.
"Kariiiine." It came out guttural and thick, and she realized that she was utterly helpless should golden-haired wraith decide that she did want to down an entire siren for dinner. Her heart changed its beat to a fear-induced samba and she felt the adrenaline from her fight or flight reaction dumping into her limbs. She was terrified at the way Karine was feeding, it wasn't the gentle nip that Whisper had taken. It felt amazing.