The Shadow leaned back, thankfully removing his tongue from her.  But she could feel the female shift closer and the touch of a soft finger on her stretched nipple.<br/><br/>Then the first prick of the needle's tip against her sensitive skin, pressure growing slowly as the spawn pushed it carefully.  He skin dimpled under it for a second, then it broke and a droplet of blood welled up as the sharp point sank into her and then emerged from the other side.  The spawn withdrew her wicked tool then, licking it clean of the elven blood coating it.<br/><br/>The Shadow let go of the abused nub, but only to bring the open end of the enchanted metal loop to the freshly made hole.  Without pause, he twisted and worked the loop roughly through and closed it, the ends drawing upon her nearly depleted energy to fuse together and lock the magic leeching ring in place.