His words tried to make light of it, but his face and eyes couldn't pull it off. Rolled them with my tongue, sucked them. I kissed the edge of his thigh, and he opened his legs for me, let my face slip between them, so that the next kiss was against the smooth warmth of his inner thigh. It was awkward, because I just wasn't tall enough to do it comfortably, but I began to fight to pull Damian's neck backward.
He stared at me. A human isn't capable of the kind of mindless rage that the beast is. I'm sorry, I said. I wasn't running from as much of myself as he was, but if I hadn't had the ardeur to push me, I might have been.
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