Tao whined at the temptation and swallowed, pulling away and pulling out of him with an annoyed groan,. He rolled over to his back on the edge of the bed. "No, I don't, feed." He barked. It was too personal and that line he was not crossing tonight.
Pushing up to his elbows he turned and looked down at the shifter, still laid out in front of him. A hand moving to stroke up his thigh. "No idea how beautiful you are like this." He muttered.
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