His instincts shouted at him to draw her blood and replace it with his own, and his fangs grew longer against her flesh. She would never be able to leave this place or go back to her family since they would be bound for all time. Her neck was scraped by his teeth. He could puncture the vein that was pulsating under her skin before she realized what he was planning since it was right there.
Within a minute, he would have her completely depleted of blood, and the next minute, he would have filled her with his own blood.
If you imprison her against her choice and in this manner, she will despise you forever! His bloodlust was pierced by a thin edge of logic.
He yanked himself out of her and threw himself back with such force that he almost fell off the bed.
Lucian, how are you doing?
He felt her hand on his back. At her touch, his control further fell apart. He growled, "Don't!"
