Page 91 of Pretty Little Prey
His blood tastes…so…good. Luna’s body trembled with pleasure as she drank from the neck of the hotel worker who had brought her food. The second her fangs slid into him, his whole body went rigid; then, he released a loud, yearning moan.
Luna remembered how good, how pleasurable, it was to experience a vampire’s bite, but to be the vampire? She was flooded with ecstasy.
Heat crashed over her with each sip she took from the man’s neck. His blood was like rich, liquid chocolate. It flowed through her, warming her, scorching her. Her cheeks flushed from it. Her nipples hardened and tingled, begging to be caressed.
Feels so good. As she fed, the burning in her throat moved down to her aching slit. Something ignited inside of her—a raw, ancient need. Her stomach clenched and wetness trickled down her thigh. Her clitoris pulsated and swelled for touch.
Can’t get enough of this.
And neither could the hotel worker.
“Shit,” he hissed as he arched his neck up to her, trying to give her better access to his blood. His dress pants bulged at the crotch, his erection thickening more and more as she sucked his neck. “Fuck, that feels…feels…oh,fuck,” he moaned, his hips rocking forward to grind against her as she stood in front of him.
There was a loud thumping sound as she pinned him to the wall of the fancy hotel room. Her fangs dug deeper into him, and he reacted as if she sucked on his cock.
“Oh God,it’s so good,” he groaned.
SO good, she agreed, slurping more and more of the hot liquid.
“Don’t stop,” he begged.
How could she? It felt too good, too addictive. Oh Gods, was she… Was she going to drink him dry? Was she going to kill this man?
Her mind blanked as he cupped her breasts and squeezed them in his wide palms.Feels so fucking good.
He swayed a bit, his knees weakening, until they both slid down to the floor where she sat up over his lap and continued to feed from him. He wouldn’t stop moaning and thrusting up against her, right between her legs.
Yes. His warm blood flowed so freely into her mouth as she sucked and rolled her hips over him. Finding that perfect alignment, that perfect spot to grind andgrindand GRIND against.Yes, yes, yes!
“Fuck, please fuck me,” the man pleaded. “I—I need…Oh, shit.”
Desire overrode her brain as her hands moved down, between them, to unbuckle his pants. Impatient, she rubbed a hand over his hard cock, trapped by the fabric.
“Yes,” he cried out, his face red as he panted each breath. “I—I’m so, oh, so hard for you.”
She hissed and impatiently ripped open his pants, using her new vampiric strength and freeing his cock. She shoved down the sweatpants Kobe had given her and gyrated her soaked, quivering pussy over him. His body shook under hers with anticipation of his shaft sinking into her tight, wet heat.
Just as she was about to ease herself down onto him, her hair was yanked back.
Her fangs were torn from the server’s neck, a firm grip on the back of her own, as she was pulled to her feet. She blinked rapidly, surveying her attackers. The fresh blood pumped through her veins, making her jumpy and scattering her thoughts.
“What. The. Fuck,” Bastille yelled into her face.
She bared her fangs at him and tried to fight his grip as she wiggled to fall back onto her victim and suck more of that delicious, addictive—
“Luna,” one of the men shouted.
“I don’t believe this.” Nikolai cursed and tangled a hand in his dark hair. “She should have been asleep, in transition, for hours.”
“How did this guy even get in our room?” Sly jerked the worker up by his collar.
All of the men’s gazes fell to the server’s bare cock, which was out in the open due to his ripped crotch—courtesy of Luna.
Kobe released the deadliest growl any of them had ever heard from the tender wolf.
“She—she would be experiencing mindless lust while feeding,” Nikolai explained calmly, as if he expected the wrong statement might cause Kobe to snap and rip the server’s head off for touching his mate.
Everyone stood, frozen.
