Hot for Slayer (Scared Sexy Collection, #1)

by Ali Hazelwood

“As long as you don’t let anyone get to you before I do, Aethelthryth.” “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll always save myself for you.”

And with a smile that did not feel like a smile, he began to lick it clean of my blood.

Something that jumps from me to him, that flows from him to me. A current, a heat, a moment of confusion and deluge that clogs my senses,

Every time we fought, every blade I sank into his flesh, every breakneck chase, the allure of his blood was there, calling.

After a while on this earth, one rarely experiences new sensations.

I may not need to breathe, but I still need to be able to breathe. And right now, I just can’t.