From Protector of the Grey House:
A thought tried to assert itself into his mind, but thoughts became impossible as she kissed and nibbled his chest. “Yes.” His hands found her silky hair. “If you think we can do this, yes, we’re done.” He growled, and showed her his fangs. “Have you been fed off lately?”
She smiled, as they both knew the answer. Natalia gave him an innocent smile. She knew he wouldn’t take her blood until she told him he could. A feeling of power overcame her, and she wondered just how far she could push him.
Vincent saw her expression change from one of innocence to one of dominance and understood her mood. He knew he could easily take control from her, but instead he relinquished control, and let her lead him however she pleased. She led him to the bedroom, and teased him all the way to the bed. He begged for many hours before she allowed him to drink from her.