Eric had a feeling Macklyn wouldn't object to the offer. There was something strong between them, pleasurable for both when it came to giving and taking essence and just the idea of it made it more exciting. His own fangs had appeared which as a rare occurrence for him unless it had something to do with Macklyn, which it did.
He wound his arm around Macklyn's and let the man lead him into their bedroom. Scents of fresh laundry greeted him but the aroma fell by the wayside to more promising things.
And it was almost as if his hunger had doubled in the time it had taken them both to even reach the bed. The anticipation was massive and that alone fed the desire.