Agreed, though whether I can feed you both tonight is a different question. He kissed me as if he were tasting me, as if with tongue and teeth and lips he could drain from me every last drop of Nathaniel's blood and the taste of me along with it. The thought helped me swim back up into control, at least a little. To go from having deprived myself of even a caress to the sensation of him pushing his way inside my body was overwhelming.
This from a list that included self-deluded would-be gods and millenia-old master vampires, not to me I don't know. Requiem had both my arms now. He had the same black crew cut that he had always had, small pale eyes, and more muscles than you should need as a dead man.
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