"Bled them dry. This will help you rationalize and accept your place here, I believe."

She swallowed. "You turned me into a demon."

"I did." He shifted forward as he spoke and nudged her head aside with his. The low purr in his chest was audible. He nuzzled her neck.

Deidre closed her eyes, hating that she was turned on by the thought of him feeding from her. Of her needing his blood.

He turned her into a demon. A creature that required blood to live. More tears squeezed from her eyes. She already sensed she was fighting a losing battle. She wanted him so bad, it hurt.

"Drink," he whispered.

The impulse to do as he bid was too strong. She touched his neck with trembling hands and felt his pulse. He, too, was a demon, but he had a human body, a heart, blood.

He waited.

"There's no going back," she said hoarsely.

"No, there's not." Sensing she was yielding, Darkyn drew her into his body.

Deidre's breathing was ragged as she tried to process what she was about to do. She found herself nuzzling his neck, compelled by the elusive scent and taste. Why didn't the idea disgust her like she thought it should?

"This is really happening," she said in disbelief.

"It is. You can't hurt me. Drink."

"If you knew I was blood-bound, why provoke me into a deal you already won?" she asked.

"You need to confront what is before you. Gabriel's biggest mistake was not forcing you to accept your new world from the start. I will not make the same one," he replied. "And I like to know you've got some fight in you. I'll teach you how to fuck like a demon before the week is out."

She hesitated. Need was thick in her body, an inhuman craving she knew now how to satisfy. She bit him timidly, failed to draw blood, then closed her eyes and bit him hard.

He growled, a sound that made his chest vibrate against hers in a way not remotely human. He didn't tell her to stop. The growl faded to a purr. She drew his blood into her mouth, immediately appeased by the elusive flavor that made her blood burn. She was tasting him.

The unnaturally deep intimacy of the moment wasn't lost on her. Deidre eased against him, the tension fleeing her body. Her senses became saturated quickly by his scent and heat. She withdrew her teeth from his neck, not at all certain what to think of what she'd done.

"You are the first and only to draw my blood." His purr was husky.




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