222. Sourpuss
Jael's hands caressed her tender breasts, his fingers teased her nipples as he rotated them between his thumbs and index fingers. He was still teasing the side of her neck by running his teeth across it. He still refused to bite her.
His right hand released her bosom from his grasp, it peeled away from her chest and slowly made its way down the length of her body.
His hand went past her stomach to her legs, he parted them and Mauve grabbed his hand with wide eyes.
"I thought you wanted to feed," she exclaimed, turning her neck to glare at him.
"Who said I can't do both?" He asked.
"Me!" She responded.
His eyes were half closed as he stared at her. The bright blue pupils glowed, and only half of them were visible. His fangs were bigger than she has ever seen them, they kept his mouth slightly open.
"Sourpuss," he said and pulled his hand from her grasp. "It is much fun this way."
"It is only fun for you," She blurted out.