“I’m sorry your last partner did not treat you well.” “Don’t be,” the siren muttered, reaching up to touch the side of Alba’s face with his hands. “I much prefer my new partner, anyway. He’s much more submissive. Both on his feet and on his back. His blood was warm and sweet, too, as a virgin.” “Oh, stop it,” Alba groaned, knocking Eridanys’ hands away and making him laugh. “Virgins do not have blood any different from anyone else.”
