YOU ARE MENTAL
160
Her grip tightened on my shirt as I shifted forward, allowing her blood a place to escape.
I couldn't stop the purr resonating from my chest as her blood first hit my tongue, nor the hum of pleasure that races through one's body when taking from a live host.
90
B negative was famously known for its sweetness, but hers held something else with it.
162
It was perfectly sweet, but it was almost tart as well.
296
Needless to say, it was amazing.
12
Killing her now would be a waste of good blood.
212
I held her tighter, trying to hold her still as she involuntarily began to squirm away from the pain, her cries of agony sounding here and there.
Capítulos em Alta