Taar’s lips pulled back as he pressed down on the body of the alien under him. Every instinct in him demanded that he satisfy his hunger. The warm, fragrant scent of her blood and skin wetted his appetite to a raging inferno.
He parted his sharp teeth and let his long forked tongue unwind so he could run it along the smooth skin. He jerked when he received a painful shock the moment it touched the creamy flesh. He shook his head and growled in displeasure as a torrent of bitterness filled his senses, replacing the fragrant smell.
He pulled back, releasing the creature, as the taste continued to course over his taste buds. He needed something to wash it away. A sense of desperation filled him as the awful taste continued to build. Rolling to the side, he quickly rose and shook his head ag
