I thought the name, and just like that, it was his pulse on my tongue. Nathaniel grabbed Damian's other shoulder. Just watching his hand play over that thick, firm flesh made me shiver. Damian lay on the floor, his upper body bathed in golden morning light, as if his white skin had been dipped in honey.
He laid his mouth against mine, and I didn't kiss him, I licked the blood from the edge of his lip. Actually, he said, 'until I know what the fuck he is, I'm just playing it safe. The two of you are so not touching right now. Damian, then, but if you won't let her help you, then I think you and Clair need to go to your house.
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