This little witch, no stronger than a human, was so willing for me. She had to have known better than to entice a vampire. Then, knowing better and avoiding danger are two different things.
I pulled her off of me. I needed to have her. I would own this witch and ruin her for any man after me.
“Take off your clothes and get on the bed.” I ordered.
“Yes, Master.” Lila replied with a slight rasp in her voice.
She quickly removed the nightgown as she stood, pausing so I could look at her. I had to admit, her body was perfection. Her skin was pale, but warm. I reached out to trace down her face, neck, and chest.
Lila sat on the bed and licked her lips. I finished taking off the remainder of my clothing. Her eyes ate up every inch of my body.
Before death, I’d been a warrior and a hunter.
