I couldn't, I promised myself I wouldn't repeat the same mistake I did with Dainty.
But you are thirsty.
I can't, I can't drink from her.
Drink, Finn, mark your beloved.
I couldn't fight the urge, not when my demon wanted it so bad. I tried to hold my hand, it reached forward and pushed her hair aside completely. I let myself fall down to my elbows, all I could hear and see was her blood, all I hungered for was her blood.
Do it, mark her!
I groaned as the dryness in my throat pierced me like tiny needles. My hand went around her waist, the other slid under her head. I tilted her neck properly, my usual control had been tossing off the window. Suzanne let out a soft whimper when my tongue met her warm skin, she tried to shift but couldn't.
"Sandra, stop drooling on me, gross." She mu
