Rachel's body stiffened.
Yeah... even if she screamed for help right now, who would actually dare to come save her?
Going up against Jeffrey wasn't something just anyone could do. Who would be dumb enough to try?
While her mind was spiraling, his lips pressed against hers, prying her mouth open, like he was trying to steal all her sweetness.
No! She didn't want this!
Without thinking, her instincts kicked in, and she bit down hard.
The next second, her mouth was filled with the sharp, metallic taste of blood. Rachel flinched.
It was his blood.
She had bitten his tongue.
But even then... he didn't stop. He kept kissing her, forcing her to swallow the blood like it meant nothing.
She didn't even know how long it went on. By the time the kiss ended, her lips felt numb, and the taste of blood was so strong she could barely breathe.
"How does it taste?" he whispered, almost smiling, as a thin line of blood slid from the corner of his mouth.
