Elizabeth let him pull her to him and she shivered a little when his lips brushed her ear. <I already do...> She whispered ever so softly within his mind. She gasped and gripped his shoulders when he bit down, but she soon relaxed when the ecstacy went through her body. She even moaned just a little. The old master never gave her this pleasure when he drank from her, only pain. She held him against her and stroked his hair. <Did it help, do you need more?> She asked him softly.