Elize was so lost in lapping blood that she didn't realize when red tendrils of magic started crawling over her naked body. She moved her hip, feeling extremely energetic, and her sex rubbed over his cock.
"Ah!' Caleb groaned. Whenever his wife fed from him, things became intense. As if on instinct, he held her hips and squeezed them. He traced the inner swells of her hips and then inserted his finger inside her core. It was dripping wet. He let out curses when she rocked it. He opened the button of his pants, lowered it and his erection sprang free. He held it in his hand and rubbed it against her weeping sex before slipping it in.
