Hunger

Zanya jerked strongly at the feel of his mouth on her skin. And the very first thing she did was… she punched him. Hard. 

A thud echoed in the dark hall. Angry, Zanya created a ball of light to light up the place. She could not even see one foot in front of her. Her face was turned into a fierce and scowling mask of unhappiness. How dare this vampire behave this way! Why does he keep on making her rage like this?! She was not going to let him get away with it this time! She has given him chances time and again and she only felt that he kept taking things for granted. Enough was enough!