Seth carefully retracted his razor-sharp fangs from Melody's jugular vein.
At the stroke of sunset, she'd morphed into something that had completely shut down any sense of self-restraint he had.
Pressing his tongue over the two pin-sized sores, he noticed her transfixed gaze on his face. She noticed his red irises and had been so fascinated by them, that she didn't squirm so much under his grip as he plunged his hungry elongated canines into her neck.
It was just like his eyes were hypnotic, she could finally see him as the predator he really was.
Seth pulled her closer to him but this time not skin on skin. He didn't have the body warmth of humans in his vampiric conformation, so he reluctantly acknowledged the decency of a shirt on his own balcony.
