Rufus' POV:
The taste of blood spread in my mouth, but there was also a trace of sweetness, just like Sylvia's breath.
I stared at Sylvia in a daze. Her eyes were halfclosed, and her cheeks flushed. She nimbly slipped her tongue into my mouth, brushing my gums inadvertently.
When I felt her blood in my mouth, I tried to push her away. But she pressed my shoulders with both hands and even gave a coquettish snort as if expressing her dissatisfaction.
I couldn't help licking the tip of her tongue as a gust of lust burnt at my lower body. She trembled slightly and deepened the kiss. Then she stretched out her fingers and pressed my Adam's apple as if forcing me to swallow her blood.
The physical and psychological torments were both gnawing at me. In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore. I groaned and swallowed the blood in my mouth.
The sound of kissing and swallowing echoed in the room, making me feel hot all over. This was the first time that Sylvia had taken the initiative to French kiss me. I couldn't help wrapping my arms around her waist, trying to bring her closer to me.
Sylvia didn't get up until she fed all the blood in her mouth into my mouth.
She licked the blood around her lips sensually as if she wanted to do more. She panted slightly and looked at me like a tempting nymph.
My chest heaved, and I swallowed, feeling a little hot and thirsty.
Sylvia bent over and caressed my eyes tenderly with her cold hand.
"They have finally changed back to the color I like," she said with a smile.
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