A post-sex feeding

I brush my hand on Izzy’s cold and pale cheek, chilly from Gina’s feast on her neck.

“I want to bite you somewhere that would satisfy you. Your leg or your breast, young devil?” I ask.

Izzy murmurs softly “My breast, please.”

I extend my sharp fangs and fling my head to Izzy’s warm breast. Her blood is still sweet, but it mixes well with her flesh and milk glands. I suck deep into her plump, smooth flesh, extracting her deep red nectar from her breasts. Izzy moans as my soft lips pucker and my tongue laps up the blood coating her skin.

Blood spills from my mouth down her pale chest to her belly button. I place my hand on her chest and the wet blood moves as I rub her skin. I push Izzy down and Gina and I enjoy our fill.

Hannah wakes up, dizzy from the sex we had and is hungry. Her fangs extend and she bites Izzy’s unoccupied leg, draining her first human. The three of us feed while Izzy’s body dries up and her mortal coil sheds.