"Master… who wouldn't like to have a taste of you?" I asked with widened eyes. I was only stating the obvious.
"So is that a yes or no?"
'This bastard.' I thought inwardly, flashing him a shy smile.
"Yes," I answered, my eyes locking with his predator's own. His eyes glinted with an unreadable look. He pursed his lips together before patting my head.
"Go wash up, you must be hungry."
With that, he rose to his feet before crossing my legs, stepping out into his room. I ruffled my hair slightly as I sighed in relief. I stood up, bolting the door closed, before I went to wash up.
After I was done, I went out of the washroom, drying my hair with a hand towel. After making sure that it was no longer dripping with water, I made my way to the dining table. My heart skipped a beat seeing Damon sitting graciously as he mindfully ate his food.
