Thana
“I feel silly,” I murmured, shying away from the dark-haired beauty who was lifting my breasts like she could magically make them stay in place. “And stop copping a feel you blood sucking pervert.”
In answer, Valentina smirked. She didn't, however, let go of my breasts. Giving them one last squeeze, she shifted her weight back on to her heels. And they were high heels. I didn't know how she managed to stay upright in them. I would have fallen over and broken something after one step. Maybe it was one of the skills you got when you became a blood-sucker, the ability to walk in skyscraper heels without breaking your neck or feeling any pain.
Would breaking her neck even kill her?
“Why the smile, little mate?” One of the hands she had been groping me with slid up to my cheek in a sp
