Will You Make Me Your Lover?
A sigh of pleasure escaped Lilith's lips as William slowly drank her blood.
The Half-Elf was like a thirsty man traveling alone in a desert, drinking his supply of water sparingly.
The atmosphere in the Deadlands had a way of strengthening the power of the Undead, but for William, it was a boon that he would rather live without.
His Bloodthirst was something that he was able to keep in check because of the Elves inside his Thousand Beast Domain, as well as the help he received from his wives.
Unfortunately, he couldn't access his Thousand Beast Domain, so his blood supply was limited. This was the second time that he had drunk Lilith's blood, but he was only drinking it in sips, trying to savor the taste, and prolong its effects for as long as he could.