Last Bitten (The Emerald Night, Book 1)
an evening long past wrong...
Amidst the grinding our bodies of the most well liked membership in Seattle--Johnny's, twenty yr outdated Nia reveals herself within the palms of a mysterious eco-friendly eyed-stranger. Will she provide into him? the main erotic kiss of her existence may develop into the kiss of demise. Nia is in for one heck of a ride--a run for her existence below accusations of her most sensible friend's tried murder.
The Emerald evening holds greater than only a uninteresting latte.
From the sinful tide they usually withdrew to the quiet seashore, down a number of darkish halls, one final left to black door with an indication: “VIP” in pink. The door opened instantly. extra black lighting fixtures, a number of peculiar relocating in tandem strewn out opposed to a again drop of blue velvet pillows, curtains to booths, a few tied a few now not. Nia observed epidermis, lots of dermis. Nia heard sounds, sounds of delight, sounds that made the warmth in her abdominal boil as all she might take into consideration was once sex—sex with a stranger. God . . .
to bare his ideal physique, company pecs, and delectable abs, she was once all too chuffed as he helped her off along with her hoodie and skirt. Nia wore an easy black G-string, no bra. Johnny smiled at that. He beloved that. She was once unfastened adequate to let out. He rolled her over onto her abdominal and had her kneel, operating a finger lower than her thong, pulling it up and letting it pass so it slapped again opposed to her, “I wish you from behind,” he stated. She nodded. He unzipped and thrust into her rainy spot, leaving her.
Tall—” “You acknowledged that,” acknowledged Blithe. The espresso dinged performed, and she or he went for her worn, crimson mascot mug, stuffed it, and again to her mattress. a number of sips later, she used to be feeling anything. however the flavor of it was once lousy. needs to be off, she inspiration. “He used to be handsome, now not skinny, equipped truly, like he lifted weights—a bodybuilder type.” “Good, good,” stated Blithe. “Keep going.” Nia positioned the mug down as a sensation of nausea waved over her. “I don’t understand. That’s it, i suppose. I don’t believe very good.”.
Batted her lengthy, black lashes catching his notable, brown eyes. “Do you will want me?” she requested with an blameless smile. He closed his eyes. “Yes, I—” “Shhhhhh,” she hushed, kissing his wrist, licking his pulse evenly. An urge washed over her to take a chunk, only one chunk. now not but. “I needs to, I must,” she argued. Wait, my Nia. Nia withdrew from the doctor’s tempting wrist. “I don’t wish any further assessments. i would like to move domestic this night. i have to depart tonight.” “Okay,” the healthcare professional agreed, below her spell.
Onto his scrawny thigh, she replied slowly with rationale. “I needs to say this: there's something mistaken. You’re very observant. I’ve continually recognized that approximately you.” She yanked her hand away and pulled down the previous Civic’s vainness reflect. The holes on her neck have been long past. She flipped it again up. “I’m uncertain precisely. My thoughts of all of it are blurry. I consider . . .” Nia paused, glancing up on the complete, pleasant moon. “As I advised my very own mom, I have in mind my grandmother. She acknowledged anything to me. She.