Chapter 26; The Young Miss is Upset

Once inside his room, Zeke pinned the woman to the wall, his hand wrapping tightly around her throat. The vampiress’s lips parted slightly, her dark eyes gleaming with arousal as she clung to his shoulders.

“I know you like it rough, but are we really doing it like this?” she whispered breathlessly.

Zeke wasn’t in the mood for games. Without warning, he sank his fangs into her neck, earning a gasp from the woman.

It had been days since he last fed, and his hunger was overwhelming, primal. He drank deeply, his grip on her tightening as her warm blood coursed down his throat. His usually captivating lemon-colored eyes darkened into a deep, bloody red, growing even more darker the longer he drank.

For a moment, it felt like he wouldn’t stop.

The need to drain her dry, to indulge in the savage hunger clawing at him, was almost unbearable.

But just as the edges of his control threatened to snap, he forced himself to pull away.