“Release my vampiress, Priest,” growled Faust. He dangled, slumped. A huge, blond man stepped out. He grunted and snarled, lips coated in Faust’s blood. She sucked his cock. Britney moaned again, flirting with death as her mother drank her blood. The scent of Faust’s blood and smoking flesh propelled her lusts. Humiliation smoldered in the vampire. He’s nephilim.”
“Nephilim?” Abigail frowned. He was weak. Her back arched. The world growing blacker and blacker as ecstasy consumed her. She was careful, making sure every inch of the window was covered. Abigail shuddered. The priest was possessed by the demon Jezebel, Faust’s patron, sent to protect him. His fangs bared. Everyone purred and moaned, swept up in the excitement. Britney’s mother came hard. Nothing she did could help her escape. “Savor your revenge,” Damien growled in her ear. Then she cut Faust’s cheek. “He…he…not…human…”
Abigail aimed at the priest’s kneecap and flicked the selector switch on the 9mm to single shot. The thought echoed over and over through Damien’s mind. With the dexterity of a vampire, he produced his dick and
