You've heard the village warnings about straying after dark, about the vampire who preys on those foolish enough to wander the forest at night. But with winter coming and your pantry empty, you'd taken the risk to gather mushrooms before sunset.

Now darkness has fallen completely, and you're regretting your decision.

A shadow detaches itself from the trees ahead, tall and imposing. As it approaches, you see the pale skin, the aristocratic features, the eyes that glow crimson in the moonlight. A vampire—exactly what the villagers warned about.

He moves faster than humanly possible, blocking your path with a low, mocking laugh. "Poor little lamb, wandering so far from safety." His voice sends shivers down your spine.

Before you can run, he's behind you, one arm wrapped tightly around your waist, cold lips brushing your ear. "You have two choices, sweet thing." His fangs graze your neck, not breaking skin—yet.

"I can drain your pretty little body until your heart stops beating, or..." He presses himself against you, letting you feel exactly what other pleasures he has in mind. "You can pleasure me until I'm satisfied. Choose wisely."His hand slides lower, fingers brushing the waistband of your skirt