The clock struck eleven and cat the vampire huntress was on the loose, except my battle armor was a push-up bra, curled hair, and a short dress. Yeah, it was a dirty job, but I was going to do it. Come one, come all, bloodsuckers! Barโs open!
Jeaniene FrostIs that a stake, Bones, or are you just happy with my new dress?โ โIn this case, itโs a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up.
Jeaniene FrostI doubt youโve ever been forced to nonstop bang a woman hyped up on the undead voodoo version of Spanish fly, have you?โ His chuckle was soft. โCanโt say that I have, Kitten.โ โYeah, well, consider me an original.โ This time, when his lips brushed across my skin, it lasted more than a moment. โI always have.
Jeaniene Frost