Smed drew his hands back, smearing her blood on his face as he smelled and heard her revelry with eagerness. Screams were always the sweetest of music, to Smed. There was so much emotion in a good, genuine scream.
"It's all quite maddening, isn't it?! Look at you, you're out of your mind!" Smed yelled, leaning forwards to nip at her leg.
He came yet again, blasting her insides with the first spurt before pulling out and emptying the rest across her body.
He paused only for a second, before he snapped his teeth viciously, and went right back in, his efforts redoubled.