Her voiced echoed clearly in his ears as her blood continued to flow freely from her neck without stopping. It was as though she craved her blood to be inside of him, as his hand drifted to her waist and gripped tightly to hold her in place. His tongue caressing between his fangs to help keep the flow steady as he welcomed more blood.
His body seemed to have a mind of its own as her blood entered his system as his body began a slow jerk and shudder as more blood flooded him. But as he already had taken a bottle of True Blood before, he no longer had to fight to stop himself. He withdrew his fangs as his caressed to wipe up any blood that he had spilled. His fang piercing the end of his tongue as he dabbed the fang marks that he had left, watching as they disappeared before his very eyes.