Book Eight: Chapter 191

The vampyr came again. Her entire body was like a giant nerve, and a small bit of his magic reflected back at him. His cock strained against the fabric of his pants, and Charlotte let out a whimper when he flexed it. She seemed to be in some sort of daze, her eyes losing focus.

Her gaze snapped back on him and the hunger returned. She grabbed his wrist again and latched on with her teeth, growling like a contented lioness. The abrupt drop in blood pressure caused his vision to dim once more.

Mike pinched her nipples, sending another stream of magic into Charlotte’s body. Her desire overwhelmed her hunger, and she spat out his wrist before she grabbed him by the pants. With a yank, she shredded the fabric, allowing his cock to spring free.

Charlotte stared at it in awe, a small trickle of blood running down the corner of her mouth.

“Usually, I wouldn’t recommend this for beginners,” he said, flexing his cock. “But I get the feeling that enthusiasm will be wort