Wroth, darling,” she purred, smiling so sweetly. “I can’t wait for the next time I get to put my mouth on you.” In an instant the smile faded and she snapped her teeth and yanked her head back as if she was chewing something free.
Kresley ColeHe swallowed. “Have you no modesty?” Never in his life had he encountered a female so quick to be naked. Of course, he’d never in his life encountered a female who should so utterly be naked at any chance.
Kresley ColeTags: humor humorous flirtation flirty
How old are you?”
“Physiologically, I’m twenty-five. Chronologically, I’m…not.
I’ll begin with the most basic. What are you?”
“Pussy Cat Doll?” she asked, immediately doing a slow headshake at his look. “Judge, jury and executioner.” He scowled. Her eyes lit up. “Transient! What? Really. No? Babe in Toyland?
Wroth! Don’t do this!”
“Five years of hell,” he sneered, palming her ass roughly. “You deserve to be fucked till you can’t walk.
You’ll strip in front of a vampire when you don’t even know his name?”
“You’re right! So what’s your name?”
“My answer will be as forthcoming as yours. What do you want it to be?”
“Some kind of name that fits a battle-scarred, overgrown vampire warlord.
What’s your name?”
“What do you want it to be?”
“Are you a vampire?”
“Not the last time I checked.
She'd never seen a monster like that before, had never heard of one in all the Lore. When she grappled with the question of what it was, her sharply honed scientifical mind deduced one answer: manbearpig.
Kresley ColeHe'd swiftly collected those monsters' heads, tying them together with a piece of the rope she'd hoped never to see again, then strung them over his shoulder. Periodically, he offered his catch to her.
"No, no, I have a pair just like them at home," she'd said. "I would just regift them.
Ah, but she was a pastel wearer. She was forever dead to Sabine.
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