Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen
He wanted to taste her, the honey between her thighs. Her hot, sweet blood. It didn’t matter to him at this point. He couldn’t seem to pull his eyes away as he moved his eyes up her body. Taking in the fullness of her hips, the slight way that her stomach curved against the fabric of her dress.
He’d always loved a woman who was thick, one that was soft to his and Drake’s hard muscles. Abby was all that he had wished for. She was sweet yet tempting and it didn’t help that he already knew what she sounded like when she came.
His eyes moved up to her breasts and he felt his c**k stir to life, his fangs grow to sharpened points.
Goddess, how he wanted her. Wanted to pull her over his desk and thrust into her p***y. To feel her s*x milking his c**k as she ca
