Biting hard enough to draw blood, the liquid slowly dripped from the wound. Though not a vampire herself, she had a penchant for biting. Pulling back up as he adjusted her hips, the red liquid shone on her lip. His blood had some a strange taste to it, almost like it wasn't blood at all. It was sweet and husky, and it was heady with power. Leaning down, she captured his lips, letting him taste his own blood on her mouth as she continued to rock her hips against his, rubbing her clit along his burgeoning shaft until they were both slick from sweat and desire. Looking back once her mind was clear again she would be able to say it was the best sex she'd had, and they hadn't even gotten to the actual act yet.
Her body fit perfectly against the cradle of his hips and her hands gripped his chest, the nails lightly scraping his pale skin as she sat back up to straddle him properly. As he thrust up into her, her head thrust back, and she moaned, her breasts bobbing as she met each thrust. The growl reverberating through her chest traveled down her body and back into him from where they met.