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Chapter 32

"Tony," I said, looking deeply into his eyes. "Thank you."

He held out his arm, wrist up. Under much pressure I tried thinking ... food ... food, blood ... drop teeth. But within my mouth were only my normal teeth. Pressure. It was just too much pressure. I began to panic.

"Smell the blood beneath my skin ..." Tony's voice floated in my head.

This was so embarrassing …

I placed my lips against his wrist, and the scent of him wrapped around me. I had taken his blood once before, and my body recognized him as food. My teeth lowered sluggishly, but they lowered. Behind me I felt Paul sigh in relief.

Mimicking Tony's move, I allowed my teeth to scratch and break his skin lightly. Tony watched me intently as I enclosed the wound with my lips. My tongue briefly lapped at the salty liquid—and I wanted more.

I felt him brace himself, and that slight move caused me to lower his wrist reluctantly. Tony's eyes were tinged in gold now. I felt the goose pimples rise on my arms, and to my ho
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