Nikolai groaned in eagerness as Lilith wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling them closer together.  Like a child greedily eating candy, he devoured each moan that dropped from her lips, while their mouths crushed together over and over again.  Yet it was never enough.  She made him feel a hunger unlike anything he’d experienced before -- even stronger than the bloodlust.  He needed more moans, more kisses, more signs of her enjoyment.  He was starving without them.<br/><br/>As Lilith’s lips parted, Nikolai thrust his tongue deep into the soft opening.  Already, he craved being inside her, so he made love to her mouth with passionate desire.  And Lilith’s own tongue seemed to welcome his advances.  Pushing and sliding, the sensitive pieces of flesh explored each other with reckless abandon.  But Nikolai was always careful to keep his fangs from  accidentally cutting Lilith.<br/><br/>Eventually, however, Nikolai reluctantly surrendered Lilith’s mouth.  Now he began kissing his way down her throat and chest, until he reached her breasts.  Seeing the scars left by her master hurt Nikolai as if they’d been inflicted on his own body.  But he’d already made up his mind.  Once Lilith was strong enough, he’d let her drink from him.  There was no longer anything he wouldn’t do to make her perfectly healthy again.<br/><br/>“Now I’m washing your breasts,” he teased, before brushing his lips against the pale flesh.  “Can you feel the drops of warm water falling on them?”  Again, Nikolai extended his tongue, alternating his kisses with playful licks.  Starting on the outside of each breast, he slowly spiraled inward, until his tongue was circling her nipple.  Then each nipple was sucked inside his mouth and lavished with even more attention.