(BLUE'S POV)
"Bite me again," he begged, his golden eyes burning with a hunger that had nothing to do with blood. "Touch me. Please. I need you, Blue. I need to feel you inside me. Your bite made me feel like I was on the clouds, and I need—I need more of that. I need everything."
"Mason, you're not thinking clearly—"
But before I could finish, Mason grabbed me with a strength that I didn't know he possessed—a strength that shouldn't have been possible for someone who had been so weak just moments before. His golden eyes blazed with an intensity that made my dead heart skip a beat.
"Please, Blue," he whispered, his voice cracking with raw, desperate need. "I need you. I need you to touch me. I need you to kiss me. I need you to—"
His words trailed off, but I heard the rest in his mind.
'Please, please, please.'
