“Ready for that breakfast?” My eyes widen as I screech, “Are you being serious?” “Nope. Not at all.” He smirks before burying his face against my drenched flesh. A few lashes of his tongue and a tug of the piercing send me tumbling over the edge as I scream out my orgasm. It’s only when I huff out a contented breath that he presses a kiss against me. “Now I’m ready to feed you.”
