Continue feeding on her neck

Gina’s neck is doused in her ruby blood. I lift my fangs from her crimson flesh and the blood slowly trickles from her holes. Annie gazes at the bloody sight licking her fangs and quietly chuckles.

Liv is shocked to see her sister become a blood bag. She can’t move but she wants to.

I lick the rivers of blood from Gina’s soaked throat and dig in again. Gina lets off a weak groan. My draining slowly sucks away her precious peachy skin tone to a bright pale. Gina was a delight to have. But there is still something to decide. Should I turn her or should I dispose her body?