19/02/2026 08:15

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I'm sorry that I'm such an ass sometimes. Clay made small protesting noises as the first man began to get off him. You're hungry. He raised his robe around his shoulders as if he was cold, and would not look at either of us.

I clasped my hands together in my lap to keep from touching him, then felt silly. Melbourne wasn't moving, but the vampire still was: That seemed wrong to me. He drew my nipple out and out, and we both watched those two tiny trails of red slide down my skin. You gave them to me, I said, and my voice had a slow, honeyed feel to it.