Page 3 of Bite Me

Jada let the guy kiss her shoulder, then her neck. His cock was pressed into her side, hard and ready for so much more. Lust and need poured out of him.

It was seductive, delicious.

No, blood only.

No sex.

No emotion.

It was the only way to control herself. Leon had been trying to teach her that for years.

She turned in the man’s arms and he pushed her up against the refrigerator. She didn’t even mind the handle jabbing her in the back. That didn’t matter. Only the sexual energy pouring out of him and into her.

The scent of his carnal nature taking over was overwhelming her.

No. She wouldn’t take any of it from him.

Not tonight. Not ever again. She wouldn’t allow it.

“You vampires like it rough, don’t you?” He shoved her hands up over her head and bit at her neck, pretending to be something he wasn’t.

Another foolish human, falling prey to the legend of the vampire, not understanding the truth behind it.

Thousands of years of demons. Exactly like her.

The sting of his teeth and the way he sucked at her flesh was far from the violence she’d do to him. But, not before he got his rocks off. That made the blood, the energy, the kill so much sweeter.

Jada shifted her hips and wrapped one leg around his waist. He was so ready to go that she didn’t even need her own hypnotic allure. He took her bait and began thrusting against her, dry humping her like he was made for it.

How she wanted to strip her yoga pants off and shove his hands, his mouth, and his cock between her legs.

She turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, pushing away any thought of her own pleasure. This had to be enough. This was the only way she could keep it together, keep him safe.

The rest of the humans were likely already dead. Sucked and fucked to death.

Murdered by the demon hunger.

A couple of deep breaths and she was able to open her eyes again. That was a mistake. It put Leon into her line of sight. Disgusting.

His chin was tipped up and he breathed the sexual energy in from across the room.

Didn’t matter that he was her father, that it was ten-levels-of-hell wrong to be watching her and this man together. None of that meant shit to him. All Leon cared about was siphoning the lust pouring off the man as he humped her leg. That’s what an Incubus King did.

Enough.

Jada yanked her hands from the man’s grasp and grabbed his head. Saliva dripped from her fangs. She pushed his head sideways and scraped her teeth across the artery in his neck. The blood vibrated under his skin, calling to her.

He groaned and lost his rhythm, thrusting at her frantically. “Yeah, baby. I’m close. Bite me. I’m gonna come.”

She already tasted the edge of his orgasm, hot like the most intense spices. She wanted more.

The evil inside of her needed more.

Jada sunk her teeth into his neck and sucked the first drops of blood down like the finest wine.

“Fuck, oh, fuck. I’m coming. Ahhh.”

The spicy flavor of his blood and orgasm shot into her cells. She went from sipping to gulping. Taking everything she could from him.

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