His eyes widened in light surprise when he had just spoken, watching as Violet turned to lean right into him, about to bite his face, only for him to slowly direct her attention to his neck where he felt her place her lips, biting him.
But still it was light and nowhere near enough to draw blood. For a split second, Cain was just about to cut himself and help her do it, only to decide not to as he spoke in a coaxing tone.
"Harder! You need to bite me harder!" he said, and he had just spoken when he felt her do exactly what he wanted—yet her teeth were nowhere close to tearing through skin.
Cain did it for her with his nail, which was more than enough to draw blood, even as he lowered her head to his neck, about to give her more instructions, only to feel her move out her tongue to lick against his neck.
