Page 18 of Thirst


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“No,” I protest, whipping my head back and striking his nose in a hard blow.

He swears in what sounds like Italian, while he releases the hold on my hands. I turn around, my tank top hiking up over my breasts. Lifting his head, he grins, hungrily staring at me with his cold blue eyes. He looks manic, his pupils are huge, his eyes almost pure black.

His smile comes ever so slowly while he lets out a slow breath, “Well now, that wasn’t very nice.” His teeth are covered in blood like an animal. I want to hit him in the face with my fist, but the man is like a tiger the way he pounces and crashes on top of me. He reaches above me, and I hear the rattle of chains before I see them; in one fluent motion he’s secured me to them.

I struggle while blood from his nose drips on my chest. “You fucking asshole, you planned this?” I screech, struggling but feeling my body growing tired.

He wipes at his nose with the back of his hand, not saying anything as he stares at his blood-soaked hand. He pushes one finger into his mouth, closing his eyes on a groan while he sucks the blood from his finger. Squinting his blue eyes while he smiles at me, his teeth are red from the blood.

He dips his finger down, and I watch in horror as he draws a heart across my stomach with his blood. “Jerry from reception was very accommodating if you must know.”

“You’re fucking crazy.”

“I know,” he growls, looking at my bare pussy. “You and I are going to have so much fun together.”

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