VICTORIA

I dragged my voice like a spell.

Holy Goddess, what the hell was I doing?

"Does it get hard like this for all women of my kind?" I murmured, my hand sneaking behind to shamelessly stroke the bulge in his pants.

I caressed him up and down, boldly.

I relished the delicious scent of his pheromones, the heat of his cock throbbing beneath my fingers, growing harder with every touch.

I opened my mouth to keep teasing him, but the Lord had had enough.

He spun me around against his chest and grabbed me roughly, squeezing my ass.

I barely had time to wrap my arms around his shoulders and hook my legs around his waist.

He buried his face in my neck, sucking hard and lustfully.

"Ahh…"

A moment later, he sat me on the table, one hand wrapped tightly in my hair.

He pushed between my legs, pressing against my heat.

He yanked my head back and lowered his mouth—fangs out—ready to devour me like a ravenous wolf.

Growling, desperate, giving in to pure instinct.

"Mmmnn…" I moaned as his tongue