she let her hand drift down to his back where she dug her fingers into his thick fur . `` ca n't remember the last time i saw a fight like this . especially when she was in one of her envious moods . `` no , but you can blow my whistle , baby . '' do you mind if i stop here ? b : why in the hell did he crave and / or need blood so badly ? she bore him effortlessly to his bed . there would be no need to back . 