As Vlad took off his warm, high-necked T-shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted physique and a strong masculine fragrance mixed with chocolaty sweetness, Seraphina completely lost whatever control she had over her instincts.
She didn't even seem flustered by seeing Vlad half-naked, something that would have definitely caused her nosebleeds on any other occasion. It was as if her mind had turned completely blank, lost to his powerful scent.
She didn't know whether it was because she was deeply attracted to this man or because her vampire instincts were driving her crazy. She just wanted to suck him dry.
Without any restraint for her noble dignity, she jumped onto him like a cat, wrapping her legs around his waist and placing her hands on his warm, muscular shoulders.
