His body drank her healing power.
No child ever drank deeper of the cup of bitterness than I did.
I made it to the circle park at the head of Main Street and drank in the sunshine on a park bench.
Pete drank the rest of his coffee and handed the cup to Cassie.
She finished her sandwich and drank some coffee, shoving the thought to the deepest recesses of her mind.
She opened her mouth and drank from him, timidly at first then hungrily.
Deidre drank the rest of her tea but had lost her appetite.
She drank the caramel liquid too fast and was soon too dizzy to stand.
"He drank her blood," Rhyn said.
There they each drank a glass of Fat Tire Ale.
Both drank their coffee black and although both took a doughnut, Mrs. Byrne simply picked at hers, lifting the tiniest of crumbs with dampened fingertips.
He was one of those guys who drank beer all night, smoked Camels and never practiced while I broke my butt and sat on the bench.
I told them that I drank at the pond, and pointed thither, offering to lend them a dipper.
His body drank what healing she had to give.
What pleasure would it bring if he drank from her while making love to her?
She drank straight from the bottle as she moved around the room, gathering and piling clothing into a small suitcase.
One handed her a water canteen, and she drank long and deep, not stopping even when another took her arm and pulled her forward.
Cynthia leaned her head back, closed her eyes and drank in the scene.
Hating himself for it, he walked directly to the dresser and drank the entire contents of the large carafe of blood he found there.
Then they sneezed and shook the cold water from their waddles and drank again.
She drank more, forcing herself to swallow it.
She just drank a lot of vodka.
He had soaked hemlock leaves in water and drank it, and thought that was better than water in warm weather.
Pierre drank one glass after another, looking from under his brows at the tipsy guests who were again crowding round the window, and listening to their chatter.
However much he drank, he never lost his clearheadedness.
Jennifer gasped at the sight and stood, hands on the roll bar, and drank in the works of nature's paintbrush.
Kiera had nodded as was expected while wondering what the hell Evelyn drank to make all this seem reasonable.
She drank blood from a glass, just like scotch.
They knelt and drank from the cool spring.
She drank the cool fruit punch, grateful as it chilled her parched throat.
He didn't understand the ins and outs of their blood bond, but he knew how much she rocked his world when she drank from him earlier.
I don't mind if you have more than one, but now that we're married, I don't intend to be as much a gentleman as the last time you drank manhattans.
"To us," he said and they both drank to their future.
Dean despised gin even when properly mixed but forced a smile as he drank it straight and warm.
He drank in the sights and sounds of the bucolic world around him and for the first time in days felt relaxed.
Jackson drank deeply and enjoyed his venom coursing through Elisabeth, eliciting wave after wave of euphoria.
A case sat by the door and he drank from a bottle.
They remained quiet while Jackson drank the blood.
Her eyes filled with wonder, and her artist's mind drank in the details of the scene.
Dude, I really think it would help if you drank that scotch.
Connor had not drank this much since his undergrad days and really felt like shit.
When they passed through a village they all rushed to the wells and fought for the water and drank it down to the mud.