A moment to think, how pretty, then the flames ate over him and his skin crawled with fire. He rolled his head back to look at Jean-Claude, who obliged him by looking down to meet Richard's gaze. Then he used my hair like a handle and his other hand to put me on all fours on the floor. I could not take this from him, if he were in love with me, and I was not in love with him.
It was like shock, but worse. She and I hadn't had a lot of talks about vampires, sex, and metaphysical powers. Damian put his hands around my waist, and just the solid feel of his hands around me stopped whatever else I meant to say. I raised my hand up to touch his and found his skin cold, as if he had not fed or had used a great deal of energy up.
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