While her hand remains tangled in his hair, her other grips his shoulder with a moan, her eyes closing. Maybe later, she'll be a little embarrassed by her reaction to this but right then, that emotion is nowhere to be seen. Especially as the euphoria and pleasure continue to slide down her spine and heightens the way her body feels in response.

"You can take as much as you need," she murmurs, licking at her bottom lip when she feels him slow a bit. At that point, she didn't care. She was just glad he was here, with her still. The one that she loved beyond anyone she's ever been with. What she would have done without him, if they'd lost him - she wasn't sure. At the end of the day, she'd heal and be okay in no time herself so a little bit of blood was nothing.

Despite herself, her hips up to press against his harder body, seeking some kind of friction and pressure. "Anytime you want..." she trails off with another soft sound, before biting down on her bottom lip.