Slowly my fangs sank deep into her neck, and the sweet taste of her blood hit my tongue as I embraced her.
I could smell it in the air, the scent of her fear and hesitation, which made her heart pump blood even faster, each beat sounding like music to my ears.
"Ahh~" She moaned in a soft melody, causing me to gulp, taking in more blood in the process.
My hands went to her breasts as I groped it, enjoying the softness of her naturally blessed milk factory.
"It feels so good." She moaned again, arching her neck so I could take more of her blood, but instead I got an idea, what if I can turn that milk factory to my personal food vendor? The thought alone got my dick hard and pulsing.
This was a process I needed to make sure I made no mistake in. The process of turning a female into pure blood has to take one main route… and that's intense lust.
