*Yasmin*
Every fibre of my being felt like it was alive after what happened in the basement. How I could have ever even thought that I had some kind of feelings towards Antonio now felt so stupid to me. The connection I felt with the Master as we f****d, the feeling of being one with him was so overwhelming I could hardly contain myself. So much so, that my fangs popped out, the need to taste the Master's blood almost overwhelming.
As my fangs sunk in it was like heaven, the taste of his fresh blood fueling me, flowing through me, it was a million times better than any blood bag could ever be. And the feeling when he bit me, taking my blood as he fed me his seed was like nothing I had felt before. After, he held me, waiting for my body to stop shaking before he placed me back on the gro
