Lucas' fangs piercing through the skin of the young lady's neck startled her. She never realised it was horribly painful. After all, she is an aristocrat whose lives were protected as much as possible from any unnecessary physical pains and injuries. But she mustered her courage and brave through the pain.
Bearing the pain until Sir Lucas stopped by himself would bring a great honour to her name. Being a member of aristocracy is one thing but to volunteer to give blood to the member of Kyo Institutions would elevate her status more.
The thick liquid filled up Lucas' mouth and glide down his oesophagus. It was delectable and flavoursome to his taste. Although he thoroughly enjoyed it, he cannot help but make a comparison with Sara. Hers was much more divine, heavenly and nectarous.
The more he thought of Sara's blood, the more he digs in deeper the young lady's throat to guzzle it down.
