Crimzon nodded as Tyrande explained.<span style="color: #660000">"You make my blood boil in the most exquisite way, when I drink from you I nearly orgasm on the spot and when you drink from me I... it's a high I cannot express in words. Your scents, the sounds you make, they drive me wild and I would spend all day and night with her fangs in your neck and my hands at your crotch." </span>She stared into Tyrande's eyes as her fangs started to grow, as much a sign of arousal as they were hunger for the vampire.<span style="color: #660000">"Even though I already know that it makes me happy to hear you say it."</span><br/><br/>Ana hummed quietly to herself and their baby as she cuddled with Rachel and waited for Karrie's meal.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"She really is a good cook, isn't she? We should make her cook more often so I can relax every once in a while."</span>It would take the better part of an hour before Karrie called them into the dining room. At each place was a plate so masterfully prepared it could be served at the table of a Highborne.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Enjoy, my lovelies."</span>Ana quickly started sampling everything and it would sound like she was on the verge of an orgasm just judging by her sounds of delight as she ate.<span style="color: #ffcc99"> "Oh, oh... this is so good."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>