Asher closes his eyes too, slowing his feeding, wanting this connection for as long as possible. He pulls back, bit by bit, raising his mouth from Nathaniel's thigh at last, his lips stained red with Nathaniel's blood.

Licking them clean, he slides up the bed, a soft shiver running down his spine as he presses his body against Nathaniel's, his sex rubbing against Nathaniel's hip.