He wasn't quite done feeding, though he had taken in enough of her blood to give him a warm tingling sensation all over, as it moved through him. He had sensed Kai, moments before he'd pushed through the door. He'd likely had time to pull off, to set the scene so it wouldn't look so...incriminating, but he hadn't pulled off, he hadn't tried to create the illusion of merely talking to Kezia.
He didn't see the point. Kai would figure out the truth, soon enough, and while slapping him in the face with it was harsh and rude, Rurik couldn't find it in himself to create any false illusions. It was what it was,a nd he wasn't ashamed of it.
"Hello, Lover," he murmured, looking up, Kezia's blood on his chin. He held her still, a hand at her breast, a hand at her throbbing sex. It could have been worse, he could have been done feeding, and actively fucking the witch, when he came in.