Extended Scene! Lenore Drinks from You and Gets Hooked~ 🩸 (Patreon)

Your lips meet hers in a feverish kiss still hot with the metallic aftertaste of your blood. It should be chilling, yet your body only warms in response to her own. She tells you not to fear, then orders you kneel before her, to worship her as a queen. You'd like to tell yourself the thought doesn't stir anything in you.

But that couldn't be further from the truth, could it...?