Bialee's POV
I moan out, clutching him to me, fingernails digging into his shoulders, Baila purring loudly in my mind as my own canines slide from my gums and I search out his neck Finding what i'm looking for, I bite down instinctively into the soft flesh, marking the man clasped tightly in my arms as my own.
Slowly, I retract my teeth, licking the mark, cleaning it as Danilo shivers under the ministrations of my tongue, drawing back slightly, I look up at him, feeling the connection snap into place between us.
‘How?’ I croak out finally, staring at him in shock, ‘how did you . . how did we . . I don’t understand.’
Danilo looks equally confused but also elated, his fingers tracing my cheeks in awe.
‘Maybe I can help with that’ says a smooth voice causing me to startle as I peek over
