44 + Pleasure +

His grip tightened around her, but he didn't release her.

Luna's vision became clouded with blotches of color.

The Blood Beast drained a significant amount from her, yet she didn't resist.

He needed it. To him, she was sustenance.

"More," Luna whispered so faintly it was almost inaudible. "Take it from me."

Only when Luna became lifeless, her veins as parched as a barren well did the Blood Beast retreat.

Growling, he surged forward again, this time, his tongue exploring her mouth, his pointed teeth grazing hers in a fiery kiss.

Her heart raced, passion surging within.

Her own fangs had extended.

The allure of tasting his blood once more was intoxicating.

The compulsion was building; Luna wanted to draw him in, savor him, drain him of his life essence.