CHAPTER 130

MELVIN

There was always some vice that eventually killed a man, and the list was endless, and irrational as it may sound Melvin's own was this dark, possessive, and dangerous urge consuming him whenever he was angry or filled with rage or anything else.

His anger was an itch he needed to scratch and when he was done it left him in a deeper shit than the point he started from.

When he was angry, he was and there was nothing that could change it till he got every single one of its calories out of his body.

With the stranger beneath him, he could almost feel her lips pressed against his. Her tongue sliding in and licking, her teeth nibbling and biting playfully, the kiss was sloppy as the passion between them was intense as there was not the need for self control.

She bit a little too hard biting his lips and drawing blood, she smiled at him and licked her lips savoring the refreshing taste of a pure blooded vampire.

"I see you like it rough huh?" He said.

He pressed his fangs int