"Sure. Why not? And play right into your trap while we are still inside an endless fucking trap? What do you even want-" Damon suddenly stopped talking as the woman's words really sunk in.
"Huh? What did you just say?" he asked again, completely dumbfounded.
"JACKKKPOOOTTT! Damon, let's go! Drink her blood! Drain her dry! No, don't drain her dry! Keep some for tomorrow! I cannot believe such a high-tier divine bloodline priestess is willingly offering herself to you! What sort of heaven-defying luck is this!" Blood Reign went crazy in his head, unable to control her excitement.
Even Damon had difficulty controlling his instincts as the sweet scent of the divine blood tickled his nose and also his little brother. His gaze lingered on the soft and tender neck and the juicy blood that was flowing right underneath. His mouth watered and his throat became dry. All he wanted to do was take this woman right here and now. The next moment…
