More important was the taste of the old man's blood.

Others, though, meant to get their taste of human blood before they left.

There was only the taste of blood in his mouth.

The next thing I knew, there was the taste of blood in my mouth.

And all the time there was a taste of blood in his mouth.

He knew Christian wouldn't hurt him, would take only a taste of his blood.

He was giving her a look inside himself with the taste of his ancient blood.

The taste of his thick blood was in her mouth.

They appreciate the taste of blood but do not need it.

The taste of blood and meat had done that to them.