Vasha's body was already beginning to heal, as Gabe watched her.  Her body dripping with her own blood and the sticky juices from her partner.  Her hands rubbed across the flat planes of her belly, coating both hands with the mixture and brought one up to her mouth, licking it off the palm of her hand.  The smell of and taste of blood, her own or not, had Vasha hungry for more.  She growled at Gabe, licking the remnants off of her lips, a hungry gleam growing ever present in her blue eyes.<br/><br/>Her gaze traveled down his body, noting that his cock hadn't receded in the slightest. It was still throbbing and twitching with life, still begging for attention.  A maniacal grin crossed her features, her fangs growing signaling her need for blood.  It always happened this way, they would fuck like animals and then find some poor hapless soul to torture and tease for hours on end and finally at the end of it all, Vasha would sink her fangs deep into their flesh and cum one final time as the ecstasy of drinking someone dry engulfed her whole being.<br/><br/>