His head felt a little foggy and no matter how hard he tried to focus on what was happening he couldn't find himself to. Maybe it was all the beans in the cake he had and he was still sick from it or maybe it was the blood he just had. Wasn't he told not to harm humans? Did tasting blood from them count? There were many things he was trying to think about but all he could manage to focus on was her scent and how spicy it smelled.

He kneaded her breast once he was given access to her, the claws on his fingers leaving little nicks in the fabric everywhere he touched. He was going to tear her clothing to shreds. He let his head hang low as he continued to grind against her, needing that friction now that he felt how good it was.

"I like biting" He licked his lips as he looked at her, his eyes flickering between golden and crimson. He kissed her again, pushing her down until he was on top of her now, his hand on her breast squeezing her tightly.