Ash smiled against her moist flesh and swirled her tongue around her clit, her hands grasping her soft rounded hips and pulling her back down. She hummed against her skin and lashed her long tongue out, licking Phaedra from the bottom her her exposed slit to the her clit. She girl cried out again and wrythed on the bed, panting and gasping for breaths.

Ash's mind made her every sensation was hightened so that she wouldn't even feel the pricks of her fangs when she got to the part of drinking her sweet, pure blood.

She soothed her mentally, her juices flowing freely. They were sweet and tangy, tasting like her favorite candy and Ash eager lapped away.

Moving one hand down, she flattened her palm down over the top of her mound and pressed her thumb to her clit, making slow lazy circles, then dipped down and wiggled her tongue over her slit, sliding it home until the warm depths of her pussy.

__________________
"To say 'I love you' one must know first how to say the 'I'." - Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead.