Harlow
“f**k! You taste so f*****g good! So much better than you smell. I had no idea anyone could taste this f*****g divine!” he groans as his body shakes in pleasure.
I gasp for breath. I’m already starting to feel lightheaded, and my limbs begin to tingle. I can barely feel them. Tears flood my eyes, and I fight to stay awake. Too much, he is taking too much. Leon fed on me earlier, and god knows how much blood I lost from the gaping head wound Vadum gave me. The longer he feeds, the weaker I get, and the colder I feel.
“Vadum! That’s enough, you creep. Let her go!” Bree roars at him.
I don’t for a moment believe he will listen to her. Men like him don’t know when to stop and don’t bother to listen to others. Even when they are wrong, they keep insisting they are the only ones who c
