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cringed when Liu twisted the old man’s neck until the soft crack of bone could be heard.
    “Drink, Chichi-ue .”
    “He’s not our father, ge-ge.”
    Liu shot Kiyoshi a startled glance. “Of course he’s our father , dai-dai . ”
    Liu gripped the old man’s limp body even tighter. “He wants the best for us…he loves us.”
    Kuro must also have heard the silent exchange, because he smiled proudly and caressed Liu’s cheek as he stepped up to them. “Of course I do,” he said with a soft laugh. “And I have so much yet to teach you both.”
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    He wrenched the old man from Liu’s grip and tore into the flesh on his neck. Thick, gurgling sounds filled the night air as Kuro guzzled the blood. Something crashed behind them, and Liu whipped around.
    Yoshinori’s widowed daughter stood in the middle of the street, her face an expression of horror, the packed dinner for her father smashed on the ground by her feet where she’d dropped them.
    “Take care of her.”
    Liu darted forward at Kuro’s silent command, already drawing his kama as he moved.
    Kiyoshi stared in horror as the man who was like a brother decapitated the woman before she could even scream. Liu was even more vicious than he’d been with the samurai earlier. He seized the woman by the collar of her kimono and dragged her back toward Kuro, who discarded the drained husk of the old man like so much trash.
    “Such a good boy,” Kuro hissed before bending to lap up the blood draining from the stump of the woman’s neck.
    A pained whimper escaped Kiyoshi’s throat as he watched Liu crouch beside the monstrous samurai and lick the blood from the man’s fingers.
    “Don’t look at me like that, dai-dai! You don’t know what you’re missing!”
    “I don’t want to know…”
    And yet, he did.
    Kuro glanced up at him, dark eyes glittering evilly in the faint light of the moon and Kiyoshi found himself walking forward, kneeling beside the samurai and touching the proffered bloody hand. He raised it to his lips, his tongue snaking out to lick the blood from Kuro’s thick fingers much in the same way he’d licked away the man’s spent seed earlier. Tentative at first, he became exhilarated and began to suck the samurai’s fingers
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    in earnest, his head bobbing up and down the way it did when he pleasured Liu, eager to feel the sticky hot spurt coat his tongue.
    “Good, child.” Kuro laughed softly. “Enjoy the taste of what it means to truly live.”
    Liu came up beside them, licking his lips as only a man who thirsted greatly would.
    “Share with me, dai-dai ,” he pleaded, rubbing the back of Kiyoshi’s neck. Kiyoshi could feel the blood on his adopted brother’s hands—still warm from the kill—soak into the hem of his kimono. Liu leaned forward, his tongue flicking out along Kuro’s finger to catch whatever Kiyoshi’s urgent suckling had missed.
    “ Chichi-ue , please.” Liu gazed at Kuro. “I’ve tasted this…but there’s more to taste, I can feel it.”
    Kuro looked up from Kiyoshi, flashing his teeth as he laughed.
    “Greedy are we?”
    “No,” Liu said hastily, his eyes widening with worry that perhaps he’d upset his master. Kuro’s gaze locked onto his and Liu could not have stopped the shudder from moving down his spine even if he’d tried to.
    The samurai’s eyes touched the core of Liu’s very soul, so he felt naked before him. His inner desires and wishes were exposed to Kuro-sama, trying to hide anything now was futile. Liu swallowed, aware suddenly that his mouth had begun to water.
    “Yes…” he admitted in a quiet whisper, correcting his lie. “I am greedy.”
    “You should be ravenous.” Kuro’s smile darkened into something at once sinister and captivating. Liu nodded, more than spellbound.
    “I am,” he would have screamed the words, but his voice shrank into a whisper of reverence. He felt so much stronger with Kuro-sama,