You open your eyes slowly, dazed by the sense of serenity enveloping you. A burning sensation crept through your veins, originating from your neck, where Carlos just withdrew himself. Your eyes meet as you lay limp in his arms, his pupils dilated and his tongue cleaning his lips of every last drop of you.

"You just keep getting tastier, doll." He whispers, gently kissing your cheek. You had become obsessed with feeding him your blood, it was the greatest intimacy you had ever experienced.