Page 1 of Bewitched (Hexes and Fangs: Holiday Editions #1)

My nostrils fill up with the scent of fresh blood.

I’m wiping my lips with the tip of my tongue.

One fast movement and then I brush my lips together, like I use to do when I am wearing my red lipstick.

I swallow the mixture that forms in my mouth, and I want to move away from the warmth of his body.

So... this is what blood tastes like. What makes them enjoy it, though?

He likes my bite because I feel his other hand move directly to my hip, holding me still, close to him. I can feel his jeans tightening around his arousal. My spine straightens at his touch.

"Did you just bite me?"

I release my hold on his arm resting on my chest, and I turn to look up at him. I bit a vampire, huh? 'the fuck is wrong with me… Now I have to kill him.

You are probably wondering how I ended up in this situation...