Little Slice of Hell (Creature Cafe, #1)

by Clio Evans

"I can't…god…how," he huffed. "The ridges…" He made a little yelp as I shifted my hips. "Allow me to bite you," I rasped. "I'll help you take it. Please, Peter." Me begging him. Never, in all of my time, had I pleaded for something from a lover.