Anita moves her hand down Damian's back, and she's no longer holding him. It's more an intimate embrace now.

"Blood of my blood," she murmurs around the tears in her throat as she feels that yawning loneliness inside Damian.

When he brings his mouth close to hers, ready to seal the binding with a kiss, but as he shifts atop her, he also moves the length of his erection against her groin. Anita gasps, writhes, and all she can think of is to seal this pact in a much more personal way, with him thrusting all of that into her and--

Then Nathaniel's hand is on hers, and Anita is pulled back from Damian's thoughts with a gasp.