There was a low growling sound rising in Belinda’s throat as she heard Gia hit the floor. Belinda wanted to go to Gia, but she could not stop what she was doing. In the throws of drinking, the warm blood eased its way down Belinda’s throat. The pulsation and excitement of her donator made Belinda even more driven. It was purely an ease to lose thoughts with the soft flesh against her lips.

Shar, the beautiful dark lovely that was spread open beneath Belinda’s kiss, laid in mercy. When Shar began quivering, Belinda moved her bloody kiss from the bitten thigh to lick and caress higher between Shar’s legs.

The sweet love bud blossomed fuller in Belinda’s mouth as she softly suckled and licked over the wet flesh. It was Shar’s pleasure that mattered now. This was a token for the warm drink. Belinda slid her tongue slowly and firmly, deeply tasting the arousal of her lover. When Shar’s body settled quiet, Belinda looked up to see that Shar was going into the sleep state as she always did after their play. Carefully, Belinda pulled down the silky gold garment that had been drawn up around Shar’s waist.

Standing at the bed side, Shar appeared dainty and small in comparison to the grand piece of furniture where she rested. Belinda lifted and situated Shar’s delicate body so that she could cover her and tuck her in with a kiss on the forehead. “Sleep” came from a soft whisper as Belinda turned her attention to the one that was stirring on the floor.