It was all so very soft and hazy. He could hear his heart getting slower and slower.
Then a tingle in his neck that spread like fire as it made it to his failing heart. A curious desire filled him and suddenly he heard another heart. One that was slower but ringing forth with beats like a gong to him.
Mind swimming, with all the energy he could muster, he lifted his head and found something in his mouth and he bit and sucked. It was like all the spices in the world perfectly merged. Like the thrill of jumping from a high rock into a pool of unknown depths.
As he gulped, the fuzziness faded, but an intense need was upon him. His wound ceased to pulse and he froze in place for about ten seconds. Then he lifted Aly up above himself and tore her top open to sink little fangs into her aureola and suck.
It was a strange mixture, vampiric blood and a liquid her breast was making, heady and strengthening. He took a large breath to say. "I can hear her still breathing my love. Go finish her for me, would you. I need you, but can wait just a little bit."
Muscles reknit themselves and the aches of old injuries vanished. His member hardened and his testes were warm as they grew.
nails on his hands and feet were pushed out by new ones of much harder nature. He pushed off the ground and found himself ten feet in the air, but it didn't matter, because he landed like a cat.
"Oh Ali....I really, really want to suck your sweet puss...REALLY! NOW!!!!"