Rurik glanced around the room, before approaching his lover and the boy. He wondered if this would count as a hunt, when the boy was so willing. He couldn't worry about that now, as he moved in to claim the bite. He heaved Gatlin against him, an arm under Gatlin's arm to hold him up. He glanced at Kai before he bit down, and felt the warmth of the blood flowing to his mouth.
He had been drinking Kai's sanguine since the first night when he'd drank from the boy Ilya had dropped down the basement stairs. Thinking of that made him shift, and bite harder against Gat's neck.