Saphira moans softly, lifting her head and swallowing again, feeling Marcellus slide down her throat with ease. She felt his body filling her stomach and closed her mouth behind his feet. She had wondered about using her magic to cast a protection spell, using blood magic. Sighing and licking her lips, she caresses her stomach. She grabs a needle and pricks her finger, focusing her energy on the drop of blood. Then she felt the energy flowing out and casting a dome over the entire house and area, only she can break this spell. Nothing is more powerful then blood magic. "Comfy dear?" She asks sweetly and tiredly, feeling drained from using magic.