The Coven (Coven of Bones #1)

by Harper L. Woods

moaned, pushing back against his mouth as the fire went straight to my belly. As it curled and writhed inside of me, finding a home. His ragged groan drove me forward, my fingers clutching the edge as if my life depended on it. I drifted through the haze of pleasure, losing track of the space around me as he drank from me. “Gray,” I whimpered, feeling something crack in my hands. He pulled his fangs free, the wet heat of his mouth coasting over my flesh. The moment his lips touched mine, I was lost. Nothing existed but the brand of his mouth on me. But the heat of his tongue sliding through me. He pressed his face into my flesh, and there was nothing teasing in the way he devoured me. He ate like a man starved, like I was his last meal on earth.