Hupotasso (Vampire Bachelor Games #2)

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Her cries follow me as I stalk from the room, and try as I might to ignore them, they pain me.

Bedding her had been something I’d looked forward to for so long that I’d half expected the act would be an anticlimax. Especially now I know she doesn’t feel anything for me — that she’s just a Spider minion and, no doubt, one he’d sampled regularly before she entered The Games.

But I was wrong.

We’d connected like we belonged together; the pleasure was indescribable. And when she’d looked into my eyes and screamed my name I’d come harder than I had in eons.

Her soft body, her creamy skin and curves, her smell . Everything about her drives me wild. We’d matched each other in rhythm and intensity as though we were built for each other.

I shake my head as I leave her wing and head to my own, the impressions of her nails on my back still sensitive, the taste of her still fresh on my tongue.

Although I have no intention of spending any time with her other than what’s required, it won’t be any hardship to continue to fuck her until she’s with child.

But still, when she’d fallen as she’d tried to stop me leaving I’d almost gone to her, almost helped her up, only stopping myself with a supreme effort.

And her cries as I’d left….