Henry F
Gabriella's eyes locked onto his as her lips touched his skin. The heat there was too much of a temptation and teeth grazed his skin until she sank them in, tasting him. God, it was so good... Gabriella began sucking slowly. Blood, more blood, and she wanted it all. Her hands wrapped around his wrist to keep it there and the hot liquid slipped down her throat easily, filling her.
She never stopped staring into his face, moaning into the skin of his wrist.