Little Sip of Sin (Creature Cafe, #2)

by Clio Evans

Holy fuck, I wanted to do really bad things to both of them. The type of things that a priest would drown me in holy water for.

T

“Here,” I said, standing over both of them. “Drink up, you dehydrated bitches.”

3

“I’m a human, and you’re a monster, and I can’t think of a better combination. I’m yours.”

G

He was a beast. He was a monster. He was a creature. He was mine.

C

“Good girl,” he whispered, nuzzling my neck. “You’re such a good girl, cumming around my knot. I can feel you dripping out. I can feel your entire body taking me, drinking my seed. Yielding to me.”

S

“Absolutely not,” I growled. “Aboso-fucking-lutely not.”

G