It felt better than he wanted to admit, having Dorian’s hands on him.  Even the bite of nails against his chest was nice.  Being grabbed, pulled at, held onto… the man was more than willing, he was enjoying it.  Even though that was exactly what Kade had wanted, there was a little bit of heartache deep inside that he didn’t want to let out.  The poor man had fought valiantly against him at every turn, and now had been worn down into this, a gasping, panting beauty desperate for more.  Worse yet, he begged for it in words, going so far to ask for Kade to drink from him, again.  He<i>trusted</i>Kade?  It was perhaps not so much that as his body had given in, influencing his decisions, like a drug addict rationalizing his next high.<br/><br/>And yet the surrender itself was so damned beautiful.  Kade loved it.  At the same time, he wanted to give Dorian exactly what he asked for, and while part of that want was completely selfish, it wasn’t all his hunger for more of the man’s rich blood.  He wanted to feel Dorian falling apart in his arms.  Maybe it was Kade’s own pleasure clouding his judgement, but he relented to that hot plea and nuzzled into the man’s neck.  Instinctually, he wanted to dig in where he could feel the quick, heavy pulse as his lips and tongue found it.  He stopped himself from that, tightening his fingers in Dorian’s hair and moving back from that tempting spot by a good inch, avoiding it completely as he bit down.<br/><br/>The same delicious taste filled his mouth, though to him it seemed even hotter than before.  It compounded his pleasure just as surely as Dorian’s, and the vampire let out a low, growling moan.  He knew he wasn’t going to last with the added assault against his senses.  He could feel the quickening of the human’s heart and felt as though it could’ve been his own.  At that moment, Kade knew that he was allowing too much of a connection to form between him and his prey.  There was even the thought that he could’ve went ahead and just ended it all right then, readjusting his bite to take a deeper drink.  Dorian would’ve gone in a haze of euphoria, and Kade would’ve been free from that danger, his revenge complete.  But… he’d promised, hadn’t he?  That sort of betrayal wasn’t something he was fond of, if capable at all, so he groaned and bit down harder, needing to feel Dorian’s final submission.