DEA
I whimpered, the world sinking into me as heat and pain spread through my veins. My hands wrapped around him, trying to push him away but he only sucked my blood harder and suckled at my skin even more.
His lips released me, my blood dripping from his lips down into his chest.
“Delicious,” he spoke in a hushed tone, swiping down to clean my neck clean.
The tingling fire of the wound on my shoulder disappeared as I collapsed against him, burying him deeper into my neck that he took as an invitation to nuzzle on it.
I stiffened, my hand flew up instinctively to my neck, feeling the tender skin in there, but a jolt shot straight down my spine and settled low in my stomach.
“Easy,” Arthur whispered into my ears when my nails curled against my palms.
“What did you do to me?” My
