He did not respond verbally and he did not let her escape either. Instead he used one inhumanly strong hand to hold her robe bunched at her waist. The tight hold of the silken garment prevented her from escaping. His other hand slid under the scant material. She could not see his chill fingers but she could certainly feel them as they slid up her inner thighs and then traced the line of her moist sex up until he was able to add ever so slight pressure to her clit.<br/><br/>Still out of her sight be let his digits rub in a taunt little circle as he lifted his head ever so slightly and let the tip of his tongue barely brush the very tip of one of her nipples before he gave it an ever so slight nip. He drew a small drop of blood with that action. Not that she would ever know because he immediately licked away the intoxicatingly pure elixir.