*Eric's P.O.V.*
Nikita's blood tasted like ambrosia from the Gods themselves. I could not get enough of it I had to control myself or else it would be over too quickly and she wouldn't suffer like I wanted. I wanted to be able to savor the taste for as long as possible as well as this is the first time and last time I'll ever be able to have it. I felt a jolt go through me that felt like pure power and ecstasy. I felt powerful, drunk, and high all at the same time. I felt her trying to push against me with her hands and body using all her might even though she knew it was pointless. Her struggle and the friction she was creating along with the feeling of her blood coursing through my veins was starting to arouse me. I pressed myself closer to her trying to feel more of her heat and the tingles that emanated from her skin. I honestly knew it was a matter of time before our paths crossed again and I'd get my revenge, I just did not expect it to be so easy, or for her to essentially fall right in my lap. I can honestly say she did have me a little suspicious in the beginning but wasn't sure it was her the feeling kept growing and growing, especially after our encounter in that little podunk bar. Thankfully she made it easy and I had to do no real investigating to confirm my suspicions when she came to the trial and put on the little show for everyone and made a huge mess. I had to say she looked like a beautiful covered in the remnants of the other vampires who challenged her. I wasn't lying when I told her that it was a shame she had to die if only she hadn't betrayed me, hurt me she might have still been by my side and joined me in eternity along with our offspring. We would've been unstoppable, especially with her power. I started to get annoyed with her constant shoving and fighting surprised she has still yet to get weak. I grabbed both of her tiny wrists in my hand and pinned them above her head. I pulled my mouth away from her neck and licked the remaining blood off her neck along with loosening the grip around her neck. I felt her body relax when she thought it was over but it was far from it. I smiled at her blood covering my lips and teeth. I took in her body that seemed to have a halo to it now everything felt even more vivid and euphoric a human would probably compare to this sensation to ecstasy to me it was almost too much. I couldn't help but let my eyes sweep across her body taking it in it really hasn't changed since the last time I laid eyes on it. I know it still feels the same in my hands too when I reached into the bathtub. I had thought it had that the tub felt odd when I was gliding my hands across it little did I know it was her I was touching till I felt her navel and cupping her breast was just a fun way of teasing. I looked back into her now normal-colored eyes and proceeded to remove the hand that was around her throat and slide it down between her breasts. I could feel the power pulsing under her skin and her heart beating heavily under my hand I heard her breathing hitch and watched as her pupils dilated and saw her nipples already harden into stiff perfect little peaks. I let my hand glide across the right one ever so slightly gripping it tightly with my fingers. I knew it was arousing her but she was trying not to give in. I needed to feel more of her skin against mine feel the power emanating from her it was almost addicting I removed my shirt to the best of my abilities with my one hand occupied. I saw as her eyes swept across my torso the smell of her arousal increasing. It was so much fun teasing her and making her wait in anticipation of my next move. I continued to move my hand further down her body till it reached her hip basking in the feeling of her skin under my hand. I pressed her into the wall one hand on her hips and the other around her wrists. I lowered my head towards her breast hovering over her nipple letting my breath fan across it as I brought it into my mouth and used my tongue to play with it. I heard a moan so quiet that if I didn't have a heightened sense of hearing I would've missed it. Arsoual and fear make blood taste so much better. I removed my tongue and let my fang graze across it. She started to renew her struggle again with new energy when she realized what I was about to do. I made sure to pierce her nipple with my fang when I bit her the second time I began sucking savoring her flavor again this time it tasted even better it had a hint of something else besides fear lingering underneath it that got me even more turned on as I drank.
*Nikita's POV*
I felt a sharp pain as Eric bit into my areola but also a tingling sensation, and he sucked on it and drank more of my blood like a starving man savoring his first meal. I produce more blood due to my immortal factor than a normal human, but my body still has its limits, especially when it comes to Eric. As long as he is in physical contact with me, my power is null and void. I continued to struggle against him, trying to free myself, praying to whoever to save my family. I felt his body press even closer to me. His hard length pressed into my thigh, enjoying my struggles. Just then, an idea came to mind. My blood does wonders for vampires and drives their senses absolutely crazy. I have to be careful with the next step, or else I could send him into a frenzy that would cause him to drain me dry in a matter of a couple of minutes. I have to play to his other senses and drives i.e. physical. I have to make him crave something else even though I don't want him touching me at all, let alone me touching him. I wrap my legs around his waist, pressing myself into the length hidden behind his pants. I begin to move my hips against him and feel him moan against my chest. I don't hold back my arousal and moan at the pressure as well. He presses even harder into me, moving with my body, trying to gain more friction, slowly feeling my wetness go through his slacks. I continued this for a few minutes, slowly feeling myself get weaker and weaker I had to move faster with my plan. I let my legs drop from around his waist and take away the pressure I could tell he was craving. His hand that was holding my wrist in place shot down to grab the back of my thigh along with the other he had on my hip and bring them back up around his waist. I bit my lip as hard as I could, drawing blood from it. With my hands free now, I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back with as much strength as I could muster, hoping I wouldn't have my nipple ripped off in the process that shit was not fun to heal. Thankfully, I dislodged him with only a little pain. He growled at me with a crazed look in his eyes. I ran my tongue up his neck the way he used to like. He may know how to play with my body, but I still knew how to play him as well. He was about to say something, but I brought his mouth mine and let him taste the blood dripping from my lip. Thankfully he couldn't pull as much blood from there, but he sure as shit tried I knew if I survived this, my lip would be significantly swollen and maybe even bruised. I had to keep him distracted with my mouth at least I let my tongue run across his fangs and pierce it. Getting him to suck on my tongue as well. He kept grinding into me, and it wouldn't be a lie to say that if it were under different circumstances and feelings. I'd take down his pants and have him inside me, but this was about survival and escape. I know I was about to possibly make a big mistake with my next move, but I bit his lip and drew some of his blood, and sucked it from him. Making my strength come back, and my body starts to heal in the slightest. He opened his eyes a growled even deeper than earlier as I sucked, starting into his eyes, trying to put as much desire as I could into them and hide my disgust, contempt, and fear. I knew my plan was working when he tried to undo his pants, but due to the angle and my legs locked around him, he couldn't find the room he spun us around so I was sitting on the vanity, his lips still locked onto mine both our blood mixing in each others mouth. Perfect now hopefully, it's within reach now. I felt him reach down between us, ready to undo his pants. Completely distracted by my blood and body, he didn't even realize I had grabbed something. I grabbed the small silver hand mirror I had for ages and removed the sheath to reveal the blade I had hidden inside. Just as he got his button and zipper down, I drove the blade deep into his shoulder and sliced it down his back. Making sure the rest of the mirror came in contact with the gash I left in his back I could hear the skin sizzle. He let go of me with a roar and recoiled trying to reach for the mirror. Now was my chance. I vanished from the bathroom.
