“We are stronger together so we need to wait”
Dexters face was like stone as he glares at her then he looks back to hunter just as he closes his eyes and she pulls the knife away, dropping it to the side and pouring the blood into the cauldron before using her finger to wipe up a lump of blood from the side and licking it.
She moans, her eyes opening as the small kick of power makes them brighten only slightly, she lifts the jug upside down and lets the last of the blood drop onto her tongue then she laps it up like a dog.
“No point in any of it going to waist”
She says grabbing hunters arm, I cringe as she runs her disgusting tongue up his arm, the thought of all the germs and bacteria in her mouth made me heave.
When she’s satisfied she grabs his sore wounded arm and she squeezes
