He growls, squeezing my wrist harder, then I feel a flash of pain as he... actually bites my lip hard enough to break the skin. What the-

He's swallowing my blood.

I pull my head back, awkwardly because he has a grip on my hair still and I'd prefer it to stay attached to my head. A tiny trickle of blood is warm on my lower lip. "Ankh, enough," I say firmly.