My body instinctively reacted by itself, keening with pleasure and desire as his scent flooded my nose. I swallowed, and the blood flowed down my throat without issue― I had assumed that it would taste foul, smelling of copper and iron, but instead, it seemed almost like a cup of warm chocolate, sweet and fragrant.
My world had narrowed down to one person, and my hands longed to be free so I could embrace him. I needed to be closer to him until there was no distance between our bodies.
"Good girl," Damon murmured as our lips finally parted. I took a deep breath, and once again his delicious scent assaulted my senses. I wanted — needed — his lips back on mine. Damon chuckled darkly before nipping at my bottom lip.
Then he moved away. I whined. I didn't want him to go! He was no longer touching my skin, but I could still feel his warmth radiating from him like a furnace.
I wanted more! I wanted… I wanted…
