The Princess And The Demon
looking into the blue orbs, Rima knew that Henry was aware of her inner turmoil, but even so, he still looked at her with the same warm gaze, doing as he asked and trusting him, Rima’s legs ate the distance until she was standing in front of him, and with his acknowledged nod, she dropped on one knee until she was on the same level as Mao.
Being that close, the blood’s scent was intoxication, clouding her mind with how delicious it smelled, licking her lips, she stopped resisting the urge and buried her face in the man’s neck, her mouth enclosing on his ripped vein, once the first drops of blood made contact with her tongue buds, a wild sensation exploded inside of her, an animalistic need a