[MBS] 32.10 Hunger

[prodigalsavior]

A far more conventional action would have been to slide his lips down the other side of her throat and make his own mark there, but Damon's tongue teased over the twin puncture marks already marring Elena's throat and reopened the wounds his brother had made the night before, ignoring the flash of heat that seared through him when he tasted Stefan's blood mingled with hers.