Necking with a Vampire

“I can’t resist. You are exactly my type. Now be a good pet and sit on my lap.”

Peter thought he’d always be too afraid to donate blood, until he met the reserved Draven. The only man he trusted, even if the man was oddly obsessed with Peter’s neck and never smiled.
He was supposed to find a girlfriend at the campus Halloween party. No one could resist a sexy vampire. Not even Peter – and there Draven was, fangs bared in a grin, too irresistible to ignore.

Halloween was the perfect time to give in to his bi-curious side. He didn’t expect Draven to be so electric. So dominant. Like he wanted to devour Peter down to the last drop.
Peter had never felt so desired – it was love at first bite.