“Famished.” He broke her skin and let the blood wash over his tongue. Fire scorched his blood at the same time it burned through hers. Hers was a lust attributed to the mysterious element in their mouths. His was the spark of life that came with hot, pumping blood.
He fought the urge to keep drinking, to keep the wound open. He wanted more, much more, but he also wanted to make Judith feel beautiful, adored, desired. Licking the bite, he pulled her dress free and began work on her undergarments. She jumped to his assistance, her fingers yanking at laces and ribbons. Nicholas traced the tops of her stockings, following the garters up, his fingers playing near, but not quite touching, her nether lips. He could feel the heat radiating from themre, doubtless wet as well. His bite had done as expected; now, to make the woman understand that he wasn’t simply using her.
“You feel remarkable under my fingers, Judith. I can feel your beauty. I can hear your heart thumping, hear how beautiful you are. Your smell,” he said, working his nose around her ear and into her hair, “is subtle and lovely. My eyes can only confirm what all my other senses tell me, you are a beautiful woman. One I long to please.” He let his teasing fingers slip between the folds of her lips and she cried out, squeezing her legs around his wrist to keep him there.
He pulled free easily and pushed her hip back to the mattress, using his knee to hold her in place. “Come for me, Judith. Let me hear you.” His fingers spread her lips wider and slid into her, stroking.
“Oh, yes, Nicholas. I will come for you.” She squeaked. “I feel I am bursting already.”
“No, you aren’t there yet,” he told her, adding another finger and lapping at the wound on her neck.
She screamed, her blood staining her chest in a flush at the heat in her blood , her hips jumping, thrusting into his hand. He put a hand to her throat to hold her still. He couldn’t stop feeding, but he didn’t want to tear her throat apart.
“Yes, yes...oh.” Her last syllable fell on a sigh, followed by nothing. Her body went lax and Nicholas continued to drink.
Opening the door, Sophia shouted as she rushed inside. “Stop!”
(Don't worry, Judith just passed out!)