Joey grinned. "And that is one of the many reasons why you are my Pomme, Co," he replied, pulling her on top of him, kissing her once more. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck.
Without warning, he punctured the supple skin on her neck, right above pulse point and began to feed. She was delicious, as always, and there was always that thrill that he could taste running through her veins. As he fed, he could feel most of the blood rushing to his groin in anticipation for the sex that was to come.