She needs food now. I wanted the sex that matched the blood trailing down my skin. The anger pulled back, and even my skin felt cooler. You and that vampire of yours.
But none of them were members of the Sapphire Room VIP club. His hands kept sliding downward, but he'd skipped the parts I most wanted him to touch. If that's true, then he isn't one of our guys. I'd rather it not be me, but I didn't think things would escalate as far with us as it would with the wererats.
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