Arrya sucked harder, teasing him for a couple more minutes, His life poured into me again, The life-force transfer started in earnest, his energy flooding into me with his thoughts and feelings, aching desire crackling through him to me. He thrust more urgently, that long shaft filling my mouth as his eyes watched me eagerly, and unintelligible, primal noises sounded in his throat. His energy washed over me now in waves, and it was pure ecstasy as I rode that ocean higher and higher. My body burned with it, moaning loudly as he came and i feed. I feed from his lust and his life force. I broke from him, gasping at the feel of that power, swimming in that bliss, invigorated and alive. He, however, stiffened and paled, suddenly weak and confused at losing something he hadn’t even known he had.<em>Dont worry </em>arrya thought.<em>You will not have time to understand what is happening.</em>At that moment, she leaned in his throat and ripped her out. Using her teeth now, Arrya was feeding from his flesh, blood dripping from her lips. His did not have time to scream. Now he was just a remains to Arrya. Wiping her mouth with a cloth, she looked down at what was left of man.<em>Not much </em>she thought. She Began to walk toward the center of the club again, selecting another victim. Arrya was still hungry and the night had just begun.