Dulce frowned lightly, pressed chest to chest, he could feel Caedos' heartbeat thump through his body. There was no responding beat… that was right, Vampires' hearts were cold.
He felt more than heard the word breathily whispered into the curve of his neck.
'Mate'
A soft cry was wrenched from Dulce when the Demon bit down, it felt like being branded. It didn't hurt as much as it burned, the heat seeped into his blood like poison, yet it was mild compared to the white-hot pleasure that swept over him next.
A much louder cry spilled past his kiss-bitten lips, his fingers unconsciously dug into Caedos' shoulders, his back arching as his orgasm was swept underneath the overwhelming pleasure.
It took a while for Dulce to recover, when he did, his misted eyes were a soft red. He stared up at Caedos who was watching him intently, the bite on his neck felt strange. It still felt warm, pinpricks of pleasure mixed in with the heat.
