Page 66 of Primal Kill


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“Did you think I would let you get away with it?”

The rich scent of her fear swirled about the room like an intoxicating perfume. He lived to taunt them.

“You’re probably going to die tonight.”

Her breath hitched.

He could at least use her up before he fed. “I want you to fuck me like your life depends on it.”

She climbed on top of him, and tight heat sheathed his cock. She frantically rode him, her breathless performance unconvincing and annoying. If only every woman lied as well as Lilias.

“I’m losing interest,” he warned, and she quickened her speed, tits bouncing as the scent of chemicals on her hair made his nose twitch.

When she leaned forward to kiss him, he caught her throat. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Her brown eyes widened.

“Answer me.”

“Kis-s-s-sing you?”

Fury exploded out of him and he snapped her neck with one sharp jerk. She fell to the floor in a heap of lifeless limbs, her eyes blindly staring up at him.

“Stupid cunt.”

Growling, he turned his focus to the window. His mind returned to Lilias, but he no longer wanted to think of her. “Fuck!” He slammed his fists into the wall, cracking the plaster. Seething, he shoved the television off the dresser, hatinghow she eternally lived in his head even when he no longer welcomed her there.

Staring down at her wide,emerald eyes, so trusting and seemingly innocent, she gently pulled at his vein. No matter how docile she appeared, he never underestimated her cunning sense of pride. Lilias would do anything to survive

“Your gown.” It had draped open while she fed, and he reached to cover her exposed flesh.

She caught his wrist in a delicate grip. “Do you not like to look at me, Cerberus?”

She knew he did. But it was not something they spoke of.

Tugging at the laces of the chemise, she pulled the covering lower, exposing the ruby tips of her breast.

“Lilias—”

“Feeding does something to me. I know you feel it, too.”

He swallowed. The sensation of her full mouth suckling from his vein was perhaps the greatest torture he knew, yet he fought the temptation to taste her for fear that he would not be able to stop once he started.

She reached for a small pot of liniment. Dipping her finger into the fruit-scented salve, she traced the pink gloss over her lips, darkening the color. He’d seen her use it before but only on her mouth. He could not look away as she applied a dab to her nipples, leaving the tips glossed in a tempting shade of red.

She slightly arched her back, lifting her chest. “Did you want to taste?”

His gaze jumped to her face. “I…” His words cut off as she gathered her skirts, exposing her lush thighs.

“Have you ever tasted a female, Cerberus?” Her fingers delved between her petals, and his fangs elongated as his breath hitched. “You have my permission.” She eased back, opening her legs. “Go on. Use your tongue.”

Insanity struck as he parted her thighs.

Her fingers swirled invitingly within the glistening pink folds, and the scent of the fruit gloss called to him. The first lap of his tongue had his mind whirling.

“That’s it.” She arched, pressing her soft folds closer to his mouth.

He speared his tongue deeper, drinking in her flavor as his cock hardened to steel. When he reached for the latch of his belt, she stilled him.

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