He flinched, gripping my hand. "This isn't right."
"What's not right about it? For me, it's just feeding."
I buried my face in it.
His eyes went wide, but he still couldn't bring himself to push me away. A muffled whimper escaped his throat.
Five minutes later. I lay sprawled across him, drawing lazy circles on his chest, completely satisfied. A warm tail curled around my calf, tightening slowly. "Dorian wouldn't let me drink from him. Unlike you—you're always so generous."
He didn't answer.
I looked up.
He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me higher. His eyes, drenched with desire, fluttered open. His voice was hoarse. "From now on, if you're hungry, you can come to me anytime."
I traced his red, swollen lips with my fingertip, murmuring, "Really? I want a taste of this pl
