felt I had the right to look. And touch. And everything we’d just done told me I had the right to do both. And perhaps I’d had them for longer than I’d realized.

The vampire’s eyes were closed, and his face relaxed. His skin was warm under my hand, which surprised me. He hadn’t taken much from me.

“I need less when it’s fresh from the source.” He didn’t even bother to open his eyes, but he did arch into my hand as I continued to stroke his side. No one ever mentioned that vampires were really like big cats. I’m shallow I know, but I couldn’t help it. I was completely incapable of halting my eyes from the slow scan, up and down. Sculpted chest with only a scattering of chest hair, ripped abs and still half-hard cock. My own nudged at me, sugge...

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