His fangs were already out and he almost salivated from imagining the taste of her blood on his tongue. He could tell from the smell of her blood that it would taste like heaven, and would possibly be the sweetest thing he had ever tasted.
He bent down slowly, caressing her neck with his breath and touched his nose on that sweet spot where her pulse was most visible. He inhaled and he felt like he had been kicked in the guts as her sweetness hit him. It was so good. He opened his mouth and a second later, his tongue escaped and he licked her, savouring the taste.
Abigail's body shivered from the sensation. That part of her neck felt so sensitive because all her attention was on that one spot, anticipating his lips on her skin and his teeth sinking into her. She closed her eyes as she saw him bend down further and she bit her lips. This was it.
