The Vampire Woman Tied Me Up in the Boiler Room
I knew it was dangerous to be alone with her in the boiler room, but when she tied my wrists to the wall and brushed my skin with her fangs, I didn’t want her to stop.
I knew it was dangerous to be alone with her in the boiler room, but when she tied my wrists to the wall and brushed my skin with her fangs, I didn’t want her to stop.
Bruno thought he had control over everything: his girlfriend, his lover, and his pride between his legs. He had no idea that night he’d lose all three at once.
That morning we only wanted to lose ourselves in each other. We didn’t count on the favorite walking in with her guards and a punishment already prepared.
The first time I saw him I knew he was a mistake. A mistake I spent three years avoiding, until the night he knocked on my door at two in the morning.