563. Freshly Brewed

The feel of Jael's lips against hers sent a current running through her. He tugged on her lower lip, lightly sucking on it as he deepened the kiss.

He pried her lips open and Mauve tasted sweetness. She kissed him back, invading his mouth as she wanted to taste more of him.

She could feel her body warm up and she knew it had nothing to do with the fever.

She felt his fangs and she kissed him even harder, feeling an urgency she couldn't explain. She moved closer to him as she pressed her entire structure against him.

Mauve didn't know who was more startled when they heard a knock but she soon realized it wasn't shock on Jael's face but annoyance.

She laughed and he tried to kiss her again. "Shouldn't you answer the door?" She asked with their lips close enough to touch.

He rubbed the tip of his nose with hers. "I don't want to."

He was clearly turned on, his eyes glowed and his fangs were more obvious.