Her blue eyes darkened, her wicked grin twisting further. He'd broken and spoke first. Draco, as much as he thought he loved to be in control, often gave her the upper hand. Eve could tell that despite what he thought he wanted on the surface, he really thought he should be punishing himself. It was why he didn't over power her, only matched and often submitted to her. It was common sense that someone her size could easily be physically over taken. But he never did. It was so very interesting, and partially why she'd never become bored with him.
Eve lifted her right hand to her lips and licked a few drops of blood from her fingertips. "Because you're as delicious as you are beautiful, darling," she replied calmly. She leaned her head down and licked a scratch just over his shoulderblade.