REJECTED ONCE, CLAIMED TWICE
Instead, it was as simple as it could be, that is- MY DEMONIC FANGS !
They were sharply shaped dead cells around sensitive nerve endings and it was pretty safe to say that Zompano was going to be my meat at this hour of the day and I was going to make sure to relish each and every flesh and bone of his being.
Rogue Demons might be disgusting to look at but Demon Meat was Demon Meat- juicy, luscious and stomach warming.
“I can’t wait, Danielle,” Damon whined through the mindlink as I watched Zompano hysterically try to break free from our hold for some time. Pfft. Such a miserable loser. “What are you waiting for ?” he impatiently asked.