Bonnie hesitated for a second, barely able to believe he was going to let her feed off him. It seemed too good to be true. Then she bit down into his neck, and once the first taste of his blood hit her tongue, she forgot about anything else.

She was too overwhelmed to even wonder what had hit her. All that mattered was that it felt good. She clung on to him and fed.

He'd have to peel her off his neck once she'd had enough. She wasn't going to stop on her own.