The Pack's Vampire
Everleigh Milesthane of winterholdinfiltrating the castlenoble's slender sword farminggod tests his strongest soldiers
Vividly, he imagined the vampire’s hair falling over them both as the vampire leaned over Heath, his weight pinning Heath’s body beneath him, his skin warm silk against Heath’s, and the brush of his beard against Heath’s chin a moment before their lips met.
For a long moment he was eye to eye with the vampire and the sexual tension that passed between them caused the hair to stand up on Heath’s skin. He wanted to f-k the vampire, clumsy, frantic, messy, and gloriously f-king that would leave them both slick with sweat and panting.
“You’re turning him on, daddy,” Aislen smirked.
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