He couldn't help the jealousy that surged up in him, because Harry seriously didn't like the idea of Eric feeding on anyone else's blood, no matter how he came by it. He gasped a little when his back hit the wall and he pulled Eric up tighter against him. "Fine," he finally growled and forced his eyes open so he could stare at Eric. "But when it's over, I want you to feed on me again." It was a strictly possessive demand, but Harry bit down on Eric's neck again, meaning it.