Macklyn grinned, his fangs popping as he did so. A sign that he very, very much liked this idea. Feeding his mate pleased him on several levels. Beginning with the fact that Eric was his progeny and giving him life was good, and not quite ending with the physical pleasure it brought.
"Of course, my love."
The kitten was pushed back in his thoughts, as were Bran and Mara, though not as easily. Macklyn took Eric's hand and wrapped it around his arm, then led the way to their bedroom.