He let out a growl, one mixed with pain and pleasure as my fangs dug into his skin. He did not oppose; he let me. I couldn't continue like this, it was embarrassing, draining and also a threat to lives, and I was not ready to be the cause of someone's death.
Night falls, and I lie on the cushion half-conscious. My eyes were twitching, trying to see the world, but it stayed blurry. Then I heard Lucian’s footsteps towards me. Planting his hand at the back of my head as support, he raised my head and gave me something to drink.
“It's a syrup, don't worry you will be fine.” He strode off as I kissed goodbye to the night, letting darkness take over.
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It was already morning, and I could hear the birds chirping and feel the soft morning breeze against my skin. It has been two days now
