Bite Dale on the neck

Lydia readies her fangs and sinks her canines deep into Dale’s soft neck. Dale screams while Lydia eats away at his throat.

Lydia consumes Dale happily as he bleeds everywhere. Lydia slows her feasting and settles into Dale’s throat, calmly drinking him while half of his body is blood soaked.

I chuckle as Lily lies down on top of me as I feed. Her soft, warm flesh feels like a blanket and her blood feels wonderful down my throat. I touch her face and pull her away from my teeth and her throat rips from her head, splattering red blood all over me. I laugh and continue feeding.

The room turns redder as we feast on our victims. This feels like a dream. But is it?