Jasmine's POV
His eyes were now a pair of deep royal blue that burned with so much intense passion, lust and arousal... And in them, I caught a reflection of mine; a pair of red fierce eyes that had mixed emotions. Oddly, my gaze wander around his neck and settled on a small and delicate spot.
Blood! Blood! Blood! Was all my frenzy mind could scream. And what amazed me was the fact that it wasn't out of spite that I desperately wanted a bite and taste of him, but sudden developed longing, like my wolf was switched. No... No! I pressed my eyelids firmly, with high hopes that it would go away... All of it.
“Do it.” His deep penetrating voice ordered me like I was jinxed.
My lips parted on their own accord, as my eyes were fixed on the same spot on his neck like they were earlier. Oddly, his vessels became prominent... not to anyone else, but to the soul that longed to have a taste from their river beds, me!
"Do it Jasmine..." He beckoned to me, his voice the smoothest siren. "Bite me
