[Tabitha’s POV]
I stare in shock at the vampire standing in front of me with his belt clamped between his fingers, wondering how in the hell I even got here.
After leaving the scene of yet another case, I simply intended to come home, have a few glasses of wine, watch porn, and relieve myself after how feral Atticus had made me. So why was I face down and ass up on a couch with one of the sexy vampire twins staring at me? And why was my body going along with what he wanted?
I knew that I should be fighting and killing him on the spot, but everything in me screamed for him to punish me, pleasure me, and f**k me until I was a f*****g mess.
“Are you going to take them off, little mouse?” He continues, snapping his belt. “You have until the count of three, and then..."
“You’re going to wi
