Her Vampire Addiction by Tabitha Black
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I vowed never to love again…
For over 1500 years, I’ve mostly walked alone. A vampire, a monster in the dark.
Until she walks into my club: a ray of sunshine in the blackest night.
She’s blonde. Beautiful. Sassy. Submissive.
And 100% human.
I’m a predator, and she’s my perfect prey. I’ll have her tied up and quivering as I give her pain and pleasure like she’s never felt before.
But I’m not the only monster hunting her. And if I don’t take her – claim her – I’ll lose her forever…
About the Author
USA Today bestselling author Tabitha Black has been writing erotic romance for well over a decade, mostly in the age-play and historical genres. More recently, she’s discovered the joys of writing more contemporary books with a greater emphasis on BDSM, as well as darker, edgier fiction. Her latest foray is into the fascinating world of M/f Omegaverse.
Having lived in four countries on three different continents, she likes to “write to discover what she knows.”
She has a weakness for great coffee, strong, dominant men, and tattoos.
Tabitha loves getting mail, so if you want to drop her a line, please do so at firstname.lastname@example.org. She will always reply to emails.
Thank you for reading!
Her chest is heaving, she’s breathing raggedly, her whole body trembling and slick with sweat. I don’t need to look to know her face is flushed, her eyes glazed.
“You bad little girl,” I whisper in her ear. “Not only did you come without permission, you squirted all over yourself… the floor…” I lower my tone, “me.”
Her only response is a whimper which makes my balls ache.
“What did I say would happen if you disobeyed me?”
She shakes her head. I want to bring her back—just a little—to make sure she’s still capable of safewording if she needs to. And that means making her use her words. “Tell me.”
“Y-you’ll…” She swallows, her throat working. “P-punish me, Sir.”
“And did you disobey me?” I have to fight to hide the smile from my voice.
“Y-yes, S-Sir. I’m s-sorry…”
I allow myself a mocking chuckle as I leave her side for just long enough to extract what I want from my bag. “Oh, pet. You’re not sorry yet. But you will be.”