"Hmph~ this man is so bad he enjoys all three sisters."
Despite her complaint, the blood staining Lunaria's plump lips shone in the sunlight as they drove along a quiet road wrapped in forest. Either side looked like a fairytale as she shifted her hips while folding both legs over Nikolai's thighs.
Anya no longer clung to him, her eyes closed tight as she leaned against his shoulder, sleeping from the excessive amount of divine-quality blood she had consumed.
"Do you feel alright, baby?" Selene's hand dabbed Nikolai's cheeks with a silk handkerchief, removing the saliva, lipstick and blood stains spread over his neck and face. The three sisters became ravenous the moment his blood touched their tongues.
"I'm fine, you girls are pretty bad..."
'One more second and I'd be dead... damn.'
