Carmilla didn’t know if she was becoming weaker or Laura was becoming stronger. Perhaps it was the other way around. Having fed on Laura, her blood was still sending waves of fire through her veins. Thankfully the amount of lust and arousal counteracted any part of Carmilla caring at this moment in time. She broke that predatory dark gaze into Laura’s eyes and leant down. Heading purposefully for Laura’s neck. Of course it was one of Carm’s favoured spots among many many others.

“You know I like it when you beg cupcake.” She whispered, feeling Laura’s breath against her neck giving those all too familiar goose bumps. And Laura knew Carm liked that. Sometimes she swore she’d do it on purpose just to wind her up or distract her. Regardless Carm was now incredibly aware of how wet she was.

Keeping her girls hands pinned above the vampire gave one more kiss. This time a lot slower and extremely powerful. She brought her other hand down and gently tilted Laura’s head to the side. Her exposed and completely healed neck calling Carmilla as she let her fangs euphorically pierce her skin once more.

Only this time the bite was a little harder.

As Carm fed she didn’t realize the strength she was gaining. It kept building and building, blood filling her mouth and escaping from the corners of her lips until there was a sound. A horrible sound like a cartridge breaking or a bone snapping. What was worse was Carm felt something shift under hand. Exactly where she had pinned Laura’s wrists.

Carm instantly broke feeding with complete panic in her eyes.