By request, this week’s six picks up where I left off last week. Oh, and the hero isn’t a vampire. He’s something I’ve never seen featured as a hero in a romance novel. 😉
His fangs grazed my throat before he bit down, and my skin punctured on a crisp pop. I cried out as my eyes watered. This was no gentle claiming. This hurt. Rhys’s venom was fire in my veins, his poison a brand that threatened to render me to soot beneath his ravaging mouth.
When at last he withdrew, he pressed a chaste kiss to the stinging wound.
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