"That would be nice," Abigail purred. She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his neck. She kissed and nibbled on the very spot where she had sunk in her fangs and killed him.

Fed upon him.

Damien's dick throbbed against her flat stomach. His balls churned. The caress of her skin on the crown of his cock was almost too much for him to bear. He held back his orgasm, not wanting to spill his cum across her belly.

He wanted to be in her when that happened.

"Please, let me down, Abigail," Damien groaned. "Let me worship you, my love."

Her hand caressed up to his...