I winced sharply as the fangs broke through my skin. His hands gripped my waist tightly and held me in place as he drank from me. The initial pain from the bite disappeared and I was beginning to feel euphoric.
I squirmed and pressed closer to him as his fingers trailed down my body as he searched from the outside of my thigh to the front of my p***y where he roughly pinched, pushed and squeezed his fingers about.
I groaned as he found my centre and flicked it.
I twisted about grunting as his hand flicked my c**t while the other moved to one n****e,his fangs still in my neck. The pleasure was other worldly and my thoughts were scattered. The pleasure couldn't let me think enough to remind myself that he was 'an enemy'.
"Ohh ohhh..." I gasped as a lone finger sunk into my wet heat.
