Dorian's eyes kept randomly looking up at her the moment she spoke her words. A grin played his features a moment. The way her heart raced and the scent of her arousal turning him on as much as her lips had been doing moments before. He wanted all of her. And the nervousness made it all the much more intoxicating.

He moved his way up until her shirt was tossed then a hand left her thighs and pushed her back on her back while he used his shoulder to slip a leg over said shoulder, so he had more room to work. His face right there between her thighs he didn't linger more then a moment before he moved a hand back down to part her intimate hideout and with fangs now freed he slipped his tongue out to taste her, to tease her. To wash away the fear with passion.