Dan flinched. The jealousy in Zaid’s voice was like a slap to the face. Dan stared at him not sure how to answer that. Guilt bubbled in his stomach as he remembered Limus’ mouth and hands on him. He gritted his teeth. He wasn’t going to talk about this with him. He was their prisoner, nothing more. Even though his heart squeezed at the thought that he might have tainted something sacred between them by giving into his need to be touched.
Fuck it!
He didn’t owe the Forxard anything.
“What I do is none of your business.” Dan squared his shoulders. He wasn’t going to feel guilty for being a healthy vampire with needs.
“Don’t push me, vampire.” Zaid said as his eyes trailed down Dan’s body like a possessive caress. Dan folded his arm across his chest feeling vulnerable. He should have
