Tatum’s lips crashed upon mine. I was lost in a whirlwind of emotions and hunger. Tatum didn’t hesitate picking me up as he carried me to the bathroom. My back quickly pressed against the wall as my mind swirled with the possibilities of what he was offering me. A satisfaction to something inside me that yearned for the life force of anyone else. I wasn’t sure what he was, but the taste of him was like nothing I had ever experienced before.
Our movements were rough and aggressive as I pulled at his shirt. The sound of material tearing under my touch as I fed on him little by little echoed throughout the bathroom. One hand pulled at my pants as his other aimed for my throbbing core. My mind drifted to the fact we could be caught at any moment, but my hunger was enough to make me not care a
