His short answers to her questions were more than enough evidence that her blood was doing the trick. It was almost as though he was far too distracted to even listen, though she knew he was trying. They had been together long enough that he knew when he should listen closely and she was grateful for that.

When she spoke of the donors and how eager she was to taste them, his eyes seem to light up. She had no clue that feeding from someone was a turn on for him. But clearly, it was because she could feel a certain hard part of his anatomy pressing against her backside. And just for added pizzazz, she adjusted so that she brushed along him in a very sensual manner. "I don't usually feed directly from my donors...but I don't see why I can't just for you." She smiled as she kissed the bottom of his jaw before she moved away from him to pick up the telephone at the edge of the tub. "Can you send in Genevie?" She hung up the phone before she turned to look at him. "Tonight's your lucky night. One of my favorite donors came by tonight to donate for me. I was going to have her leave her donation in a bag, but I suppose a direct feed is in order." Genevie was a tall, brunet German girl who was about twenty five. She was young and athletic and had all the curves in the right places.

Amelia kissed him softly. "Watch and enjoy...consider this your private pre-wedding party." It was every man's fantasy to be with two women, to watch two women or to fantasize about two women. Tonight Amelia was giving him a free pass to enjoy.

Genevie came in moments later, ready. She was a little taken back by the two of them in the tub, worried that she might be interrupting something. But Amelia motioned for her to stay. She stood from the tub, stepping out of it and onto the bathmat. She was not ashamed by her nudity, she never had been. She came towards Genevie who exposed her neck for her. Amelia kissed it softly, telling her that she appreciated her donation. And then she bit the woman, her lips pressing firmly against the woman's skin as she began to suck the blood from the puncture wound. Eyes fluttered closed and he moaned softly. She tasted oranges chocolate, one of her favorite combinations. Anything with fruit and chocolate was a gift. The feeding lasted only a few moments before Amelia sealed the hole and bid her donor farewell. She make sure that she did not drink too much, that Genevie would be able to donate in another six weeks.

Once she was gone, Amelia slid back into the tub, moving to straddle Troy's hips. Lips pressed to his in a long and drawn out kiss, letting him taste the chocolate and the orange. "Was it everything you imagined?" Was it meant to tease her fiancé? Yes. Did she regret it? Not in the least bit.