She also started grinding her hips against my leg, slowly at first, then with more urgency, like she couldn't even control the rhythm anymore.
That alone told me everything I needed to know.
At that point, I knew she was definitely in heat.
Still, I didn't expect her to turn out like this. There was a difference between hearing about something and actually seeing it happen right in front of you, and this was one of those moments where reality hit harder than expected.
That thought stayed in my head while she leaned closer, her face almost pressed against mine. Her tongue slid across my lips, like she was savoring the taste. It wasn't just a quick lick either. She kept going, tracing the same spot again and again, like she was trying to memorize it. Her breath was hot, uncomfortably so, brushing against my skin in heavy bursts as she exhaled.
It had to be because of the blood.
I'd heard about it before that vampires had weird reactions to things like that.
