Lylah then wipes the blood from her face with her hand. I lose all control, grab her wrists and devour the smeared blood with my tongue while my other hand grips her thigh seductively. It’s the sweetest, most delectable blood I have ever tasted. I feel my strength and power intensify just from licking the small amount of blood from her hands. Her back arches, and she moans as I lick and suck her hands. The bulge between my legs begins to pulsate. I need her so badly. If she didn’t hate me so much, I’d devour her body right now in many ways.

　　Suddenly, Lylah stiffens in realisation she...