Vampire's Pet
I couldn't stop the purr resonating from my chest as her blood first hit my tongue, nor the hum of pleasure that races through one's body when taking from a live host.
B negative was famously known for its sweetness, but hers held something else with it.
It was perfectly sweet, but it was almost tart as well.
Needless to say, it was amazing.
Killing her now would be a waste of good blood.
I held her tighter, trying to hold her still as she involuntarily began to squirm away from the pain, her cries of agony sounding here and there.
There's no way she would have tried to get away on purpose. She's smarter than that.