"So precious, my pet..." I whisper, gently trailing a black claw on your jawline, my other hand stroking your hair as I pull you close, sinking my fangs into your neck as I hear you let out a soft whimper. You were so sensitive, and yet your taste was like no other- a delicate yet rich flavor, a hint of warmth or even nuttiness...such an alluring delicacy that only I may indulge in.

I slowly pull my fangs out of your neck, letting you lean against me as you feel light-headed.

"You're all mine, my little delicacy...all mine..." I whisper, feeling your chest rise and fall against mine as you try to recover from the feeding session.