Marcelyn noticed how dark it was when she first opened her eyes wide inside the coffin. She gathered her strength and yanked the cover covering the coffin's top that was obstructing the light. She adjusted her vampire eyes so they could see through the darkness and then she took a look around. She became immediately aware that she was in a cave. As Marcelyn rose from the corpse, she groaned in pain throughout her body.She sank back into the coffin and gave her body time to adapt to the new stage it was on. She pulled her body up, climbed out of the coffin, and stood straight once she judged that enough time had passed for her body to readjust. Her body sagged as hunger overcame her. She began to crawl on the floor using her arms and legs to prop her body forward.When she emerged from the cave, she discovered that she was surrounded by rocks and dirt. She grimaced as she considered how she could escape the area by crawling without causing any physical harm. Marcelyn stopped c
Marcelyn noticed she was still naked as she looked down at herself. As another of the large boxes stopped in front of her and the people inside yelled insults at her, shame overcame her. She turned into the first corner. She saw another box approaching and moved into its safety when she saw that it was comparatively quiet. She considered how much had changed in the years she had been asleep, which wasn't even a thousand years, as she walked away from the corner.She was aware of this because it takes that long for a new fang to grow into a sharp one after the old one has been removed. She was certain, however, that she hadn't been away from the human world for that long since her fangs were still baby ones. She turned as a sudden light flashed into her face to see another of the large boxes heading straight for her. The large box abruptly came to a stop in front of her before she could react. All of Marcelyn's resentment towards people erupted as she stared intently at the man
Her arm was too chilly for Darell to compare. To get her attention, he gave her a gentle shake, but she continued to focus on his fingers instead of him. In addition to inheriting her supernatural ancestor's purple lips, he could tell by the slight healing of her wounds that she had also gained some of their abilities. He used his wolf nose to try to determine what branch of the supernatural she belonged to, but all he detected was the scent of a woman. Delicious. In his head, he heard the wolf mutter. She needs help, so stop talking. Darellchastised his wolf. Darell continued speaking to the woman before the wolf could respond further. "Are you alright?" He questioned. Marcelyn turned her attention away from the fingers on which she had been unsuccessfully trying to make the nails grow. She found this person annoying and wished to see him go away. She wanted to slash open his neck with her long, razor-sharp claws and watch as he held the neck together to try to staunch t
Darell pushed Marcelyn again and this time he managed to push her away from him. But when Marcelyn saw that she was about to land on her back, she grabbed Darell's t-shirt to stop her fall and pulled him into the fight. As they both fell to the bare floor, Darell noticed that his chest had landed on the woman's chest and was still pressed against it, and the desire returned to him. He lifts his chest from the contact, but it only causes his cock to slide perfectly into the woman's core. Immediately, her feminine spirit enveloped Dare. He could smell the wonderful scent of her arousal and knew he would too. For a few seconds, his blue eyes changed from their original color to the fiery blue he sees whenever he transforms into a wolf. He blinked and closed those sea-blue eyes. The wolf whined in his head, begging to be let go as Darell tried to silence him by closing his eyes. "Mine!" His wolf said loudly. Darell asked his wolf, "Mine?" "Ours." His wolf replied once m
Darell remained still as he observed her walk away. He soon went back after her. This time, Marcelyn didn't turn to confront him with any inquiries. The 27-year-old Darell was caught off guard as the woman yanked a sharp branch from a nearby honey locust tree and targeted his jugular vein. She stared directly into his ocean-blue eyes, recalling her state as she could see a reflection of herself in them while still completely naked. She screamed, maintaining eye contact with her would-be victim, "If I can't dig into your neck, this will do the work for me, okay?" Her foul breath irritated Marcelyn's nose and was revolting. He turned his attention away from her as his nose twitched in response to the smell. Marcelyn, who became aware of her foul breath. Though she pretended not to feel embarrassed, she felt it again. She was still threatening him. It was in her nature, that was the kind of mechanism Marcelyn had within her, so it was impossible not to threaten. "Respond t
He had eyes the color of the ocean, and she looked directly into them. She could see a reflection of her naked self there, which reminded her of her condition, but she quickly dismissed the idea.She screamed, maintaining eye contact with her would-be victim, "If I can't dig into your neck, this will do the work for me, okay?"Darell's nose pricked from her foul breath. The smell made him twitch his nose, and he turned his head away from her.Marcelyn, who became aware of her foul breath.Though she pretended not to feel embarrassed, she felt it again. She wasn't quite done threatening him."Reply to me!"With his hands in front of his nose, Darell sneezed.Darell said calmly, more out of concern about getting her odor stuck in his nostrils than out of fear of her."I'll make good on my word that if you don't back off, this will end in your veins." Marcelyn vowed, her jaws clenching as she said, "I won't warn you the next time."Her face was now only a few inches away from Darell's.
He tightened his grip on her breasts and locked his lips with hers. In his mouth, she hummed in agonizing pleasure. Their tongues engaged in playful play as he played with her nipples and she wiggled. When he reached her breasts, he moved down her neck and sucked like a hungry dog would a bitch. She screamed while grinning and biting into his hair. Kiara repeatedly circled her finger in her crotch. It gushed from her, thick and white, staining Darell's pants. Here, here. He put his hands on her thighs as she moaned once more. "I must have you inside!” She yelled. Darell did not move, so Kiara clung to the bedclothes in anticipation of him. He paused and focused on her eyes. "Look, just because we had sex doesn't mean I love you, either, okay? If you want more money, take it all. Don't have any other conditions because I'm paying you for it,” he said as he threw his wallet's contents onto the bed. Darell got up from bed and ran his hands through his hair. Kiara, who
Before Marcelyn could move any further, the other woman spoke, forcing her back down the hilly road just a little bit more. The awkward silence was broken by Kiara, who was uncomfortable with Darell and Marcelyn just staring at each other without saying anything. "She tried to kill me, Darell," Kiara said. Turning to Kiara, Marcelyn's eyes grew wider. “I wasn't trying to kill you, girl, holy Vikings.” In front of her face, she waved her hands. Darell yelled, "So why did she run away from you?" Suddenly, he became aware that Marcelyn was donning a nightgown inside out. She asked rhetorically, "Don't I have the right to clothe myself? Darell grinned as he moved in their direction. They reclined as the light morning breeze briefly ran through his hair. This revealed more of his forehead. His facial features were so attractive. “You don't. You shouldn't take things that belong to other people forcibly. That's being egotistical.” "I'm not bothered.” Marcelyn informed him. She