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« on: June 09, 2008, 01:58:24 AM »
She did see! Now that she knew what it was she`d been looking at before.
His arteries. His pulse.
It had hammered in her ears like the methodic beat of a drum, but she thought it her own – had forgotten that a living heart no longer beat within her chest. How remarkable that she was able to perceive it so clearly! It more or less guided her to the ideal place to drink, a blueprint of sorts that every vampire could read. And now that Cedric had gently broken the skin, it gave her no further reason for pause.
Perhaps a little more awkwardly than she would have preferred, Mandy dipped her head into the crook of her victim’s neck and (with shivering anticipation), licked tentatively at the small rivet of blood. An avalanche of warmth and pleasure tore through her body as the crimson sap hit her searching tongue, encouraging her to lick again, followed by a probing kiss… another lick. The bite itself would be riddled with a mixture of uncertainty and endless ecstasy.
Fangs not yet developed to what would become precision points, her teeth gnashed sloppily at the mans flesh, eventually finding a comfortable place on which to latch (the wound torn large enough to permit adequate flow). And oh, the bliss. Better than the most powerful orgasm - than an adrenalin rush in the wake of an extreme situation - every draught of blood was an experience unto itself, leaving Mandy reeling while instantly wanting more.
She sucked deeper, more urgently; the mans veins constricting treacherously as her need increased. Mandy would drink him dry, if left to her own devices, she was sure… but in the haze of such a blood lust as this – she didn`t particularly care. Let him die, as long as this feeling was made to endure.
Her hold began to tighten about his ribs; fingers digging into the unconscious mans back. It was up to Cedric now. This mortals fate essentially laid within the ancients hands.