Chapter 18Later. Desire threatened to take over again. “If you’re offering.” When they were someplace safe, Malik would feed. He would strip Ivan of his clothes and touch and kiss and lick every inch of him, and then Malik would never let go.
“Will you be my mate?” Nerves formed a knot in his belly.
“I thought I was too dead for you.”
Malik blushed. He was. He was a phantasm, except his blood was alive. He was alive. “Maybe I was wrong.”
“Maybe I told you so.” Ivan curled a hand around Malik’s neck and pulled him down for a kiss. “Now, how do we get out of here? I can travel inside the wall, I think.” He glanced upward. “Are there doors? I don’t see well in the dark.”
Malik nodded, there were doors, but…“You didn’t answer.”
Ivan frowned at him. “You want me to say if we’re gonna be t
