Mara makes quick work of her most recent prey.

Enjoy..

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The first thing I taste is his exhaustion. Sweat, steel, dust. The mercenary thinks the firelit cabin has given him shelter, but all I see is prey: a man with blood under his skin and a cock twitching in his pants like it already knows I'm here.

I've gone too long without feeding. Too long without cock. My thighs are slick just from watching him unbuckle his armor, set his sword against the wall. He thinks he's safe. He has no idea.

I'm going to ruin you. I'm going to drink every drop until you beg me to stop....