- Anyway… Thank you for not hurting the people of Riliya, despite the fact that the reception was, to put it mildly, not the warmest. – she whispered, bending her head and burying her face in his shoulder.
- Would you swear a lot if I said I wanted to rip their heads off? – he asked and felt her small teeth dig into his shoulder through several layers of clothing fabric.
- Bad. Bad vampire. - she muttered and touched her nose to his cheek, tickling his skin and inhaling his amazing tart aroma. - You wouldn't do that, would you?
- I definitely wouldn't do it in front of you. – he made an amendment and added. - Now you can bite me again. I liked.
He found her mouth again and gently sucked on her plump lower lip, prompting her to gasp.
- Where's your room? – this phrase was already devoid of playfulness, dominated by demanding expectation.
