What makes you say that? Oh, come, Anita, you're never quite this uncomfortable once that bridge has been crossed. He didn't shield anything or anyone. He'd gone from being happy as a domestic lark to being as pissed as I'd ever seen him. You told me once, it's the price you pay.
I looked down at him, the eagerness in his eyes, his face, his whole body. He laid his head against the side of my body, because he was too tall to lay his head in my lap with so much of him covering my legs. Jean-Claude hadn't fed yet, but there was still something I could do for my own pleasure. I was better, but I'd shoved a lot of the last feeding into Damian, and apparently, not kept enough for myself.
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