Luna POV
I gladly accepted Anthony’s wrist. I felt safe with him and appreciated his willingness to help me.
I slid my fangs in and took my fill, ensuring I only took what I needed and he was ok.
His blood was potent and almost as tasty as Damien's. I brushed my tongue over my marks as I pulled away, helping his skin heal.
“Are you ok?” I asked, making sure I did not hurt him.
“Ya, that felt good, fantastic,” Anthony said as he leaned back on the couch with me.
I laughed, although his response was not unusual. Some people in my realm got addicted to vampires feeding from them.
The feeling gave them a high, just like a drug.
“Luna, if Damien is not around and you need to feed, you can always take from me. Don’t be shy to ask,” Anthony offered.
“Ok,” I said with a soft smile.
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