“Goodness dear, you taste so good.” Nikolai whispered a giggle following soon after as he licked the excess blood off of your neck. The both of you were in his room after Nikolai had begged you to let him drink a bit of your blood because “he was starving”.

Nikolai grinned as his hands gripped your waist and his fangs pierced your skin once again, he needed more, more of your blood. The sweet metallic taste coming out of your body was addictive, he couldn’t get enough of it.