She sighed feeling him cup her.  She ground her hips forward and groaned softly.  She chuckled, and with a yelp, she was pulled off her feet.  With a sigh she sank against the soft down of her bed and watched him.  Reaching out, she cradled him in her arms and sighed softly.  "Tell me, do you ever feed from other veins?"  She stroked his hair.  She always felt so dreamy whenever he drank from her.  Those gentle pulls.  It didnt hurt, but it did make her gradually cold.