Jarek's POV
"I don't know, but not here. Definitely not here."
I stared into Lilith's pleading eyes, glistening with unshed tears, and felt my resolve crumble.
One look from her, and I'm f*****g done for.
"Then trust me on this," I murmured, guiding her out of the spring.
I wrapped a robe around her damp body, then grabbed another to cover my own aching c**k.
As we hurried down the hallway, the scent of her arousal—sweet and intoxicating—mingled with the sulfur from the springs, making my head spin.
The moment I locked the door of the empty bathroom, desire took over.
I pressed her against the tiled wall, kissing her fiercely. My fangs grazed her lower lip.
A bead of blood seeps into our tangled tongues.
"Slow down... please," she whimpered, pushing weakly against my chest.
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