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Dominic grinned. He could think of a lot of places where he could drink from on Danny’s body, but the neck was the most convenient.

He reached over and scooted the collar up on Danny’s neck then pulled him closer, barring his fangs as he prepared to sink them into Danny’s soft flesh.

“Wait!” Danny suddenly said, stopping Dominic.

Dominic leaned back to look at Danny. Was the man refusing him now? Did Danny want him to drink from somewhere else? Did he want to be put into a trance? So many questions flowed through Dominic’s mind, he didn’t know which one to address first.

“Do we have to do this with Sully in the room?” Danny whispered so softly that Dominic almost didn’t hear him.

Dominic blinked for a moment as he stared into Danny’s soft brown eyes. “Sully, leave us.”

“What?” Sully snapped.

Dominic glanced over at his friend. “Give us a few minutes.”

“Why?”

“Sully, don’t argue with me,” Dominic replied silently. “Just give us a few minutes.”

Sully huffed loudly but got up and walked out of the room.

Dominic rolled his eyes when the door slammed behind Sully. He was really going to have to talk to that man about his attitude.

“How are we supposed to do this?” Danny asked when Dominic looked back at him.

Dominic carefully trailed his fingers over the pulse beating in Danny’s throat then over the veins in his wrist. He knew what he preferred, but he wanted Danny to have the choice. When Danny tilted his head, Dominic almost jumped for joy. He probably would have if he had the energy.



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Dominic gestured to his lap. Danny cocked an eyebrow at him.

Dominic chuckled and nodded. Danny shook his head like he thought Dominic was crazy then climbed over him, straddling his hips.

Once Danny leaned over him, Dominic wrapped his hand around the back of Danny’s neck and pulled him closer. The strong masculine scent that was uniquely Danny’s twirled around him as he nuzzled the soft skin right under Danny’s ear. He grinned when Danny shuddered, then he scraped his fangs across Danny’s skin.

“Do you want me to put you into a trance, Danny?” he whispered.

“No.”

Dominic took Danny at his word and sank his fangs deep into the man’s throat. Hot, sweet blood flooded his mouth, drawing a deep groan of satisfaction from him. That strange feeling of peace and contentment he had felt before came back with a rush as every cell in his body filled with Danny’s pure blood.

Dominic was more aware of what he was doing this time and tried not to take too much of Danny’s blood, but the man just tasted so good. Power seemed to flow through every nerve in his body, bringing them back to life and giving him strength he hadn’t felt in ages. Dominic wanted more.

He frowned and paused when he felt Danny move against him.

For a moment, Dominic thought that Danny was fighting him. He would never take from Danny if that’s what the man didn’t want.

Despite all of his years of taking blood from a donor, with Danny, it just felt wrong.

And then he heard Danny moan.

Dominic’s heart started pounding faster when he felt something hard press against his abdomen. He started sucking again, drawing more blood into his system. At the same time, Dominic stroked his free hand down Danny’s side to his hip. He pulled at Danny, encouraging him to continue moving.

Dominic’s eyes widened when Danny groaned even louder and started bucking with enough force that Dominic was afraid his fangs



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would be ripped out of Danny’s throat. He quickly extracted his fangs and licked the bite wound clean.

Dominic leaned back and glanced up just in time to see ecstasy transform Danny’s face into a thing of beauty. His breath caught in his throat at the sight. Dominic couldn’t remember ever seeing anything so striking as Danny in the throes of passion.

Danny’s face flushed when he finally stopped moving and opened his eyes to stare down at Dominic. His eyes quickly dropped, and he tried to move away. Dominic caught Danny, wrapping his arms around the man to keep him in place.

“Thank you, Danny,” he said, mildly surprised at how clear his voice sounded.

Danny must have been astonished, too, because he suddenly looked up and grinned. “You can talk.”

“I can, for now,” Dominic replied. “I’ll need several more infusions of your blood before I am back to my former self.”

“Ho—” Danny’s eyes darted away as he cleared his throat. “How often do you need to feed?”

“At least twice a day if you think you can handle it.” Dominic chuckled when Danny’s face flushed again. He reached up and smoothed the blond hair back from Danny’s face. “That’s an interesting response you have to a vampire’s bite. Not many people react the way you do.”