Who’s Hunting Who?
"Two beautiful Vampires. What could go wrong?"
The moonlight painted Elysia’s pale skin as she leaned over Renée, fingers tracing engorged nipples. "You taste like sin," Elysia whispered, lips grazing Renée’s clit, then a full lick.Renée shivered, tilting her head. "Then drink deep."Fangs pierced flesh, and warmth...