murder poppy

Lyons' aura was complex and unpredictable, with the wind and dust brought out from countless taverns, and the smell of blood brought back from the battlefield.

There is a layer of pretense, and there is a layer of truth.

Andre's fingers were grasped ambiguously and restrainedly. In addition to the tense atmosphere, there seemed to be a hazy smell of incense candles around him, making him unable to tell which of the mixed smells was the real Lyons.

This blood slave was flamboyant and bold, and Waldron observed with the corner of his mouth bent, without questioning or interrupting.His bad expression is much more dangerous than Dai Zhu's.

Like an adult wolf, Lyons hugged Andre from behind and looked at Waldron as if he was protecting his food.The familiar smell of blood did not frighten him in any way, as if he had left the blood clan and belonged only to Andre.

"You have an incredible pet." Waldron looked into those piercing eyes and commented in a low voice, "He is much more precious than you."

"If it's my smell that caused the adults to be suspected," Lioness grabbed Andre's fingers, and rubbed his lips against his fair neck.Like a male beast taking ownership, staring at Waldron warily, "Let's do what should have been done long ago."

"What..." Andre had no time to think about Waldron, his fingertips were pressed against the hunter's warm arteries, the rough and fragile skin was instantly scratched by his fingertips, blood gushed out.

The smell of blood aroused the neglected appetite, and Andre lowered his head, looking at the wrist and clothing that were gradually stained red.

"First hug." Lyons pressed close to Andre's ear, staring straight at Waldron.

He is provoking and still swearing sovereignty.

Waldron, who was aware of the other party's intentions, became even more interesting after being stunned for a moment.

Some blood clans like dogs that gnaw bones, and naturally there are blood clans that like wolves that eat meat.Andre is not slender, he is taller than ordinary men, and his muscles are full of strength after exercise.But in front of this human being, he is still one size smaller.

Andre's fingertips were constantly flowing with warm liquid, and the flowing touch made him want to bend down and bite the prey's wound immediately.

He tightly grasped Lions' wrist, licked his fangs with his tongue, as if enjoying the food.

"Are you still here to watch it?" Andre grabbed Lyons' wrist, hiding the blood behind him.

Every vampire has a strong sense of territory, the lair and prey must be marked, and outsiders are not allowed to be present at the first embrace and eating.

Waldron and Andre looked at each other with wild eyes, and laughed twice: "Take care of your humans, Andre, don't be eaten by him."

The door creaked open, and then closed again with a creak.

The huddled predator and prey separated after a loud "boom".

Lyons was pushed out of the coffin, fell backwards and fell to the ground.

"Stay away from me." Andre clasped the edge of the coffin tightly, the veins on his hands stood out, making his pale skin even more morbid.

The weird sweetness in the air has dissipated, leaving only the cold moonlight.Without human body heat, appetite becomes cold and dull.Mechanically ke//demand, instinctive need, disregarding will and thought.

Andre stood up from the coffin, his eyes kept drifting to his injured left hand, and he frowned and moved away: "You really came up with a bad idea."

Lyons looked at his left hand: "At least temporarily."

Andre sneered: "If you still smell like a human tomorrow, that old fox Waldron will not let it go."

"Could it be that Mr. Inspector is tired of being a human being and really wants to die?" Andre teased, and when he saw Lioness' serious expression, the corners of his mouth dropped.

"Eating, or a first hug, is better than simply being killed by you." Lioness showed his left hand.Because the wound was not treated, the blood was still flowing out slowly.

Andre's pupils shrank, and his scarlet eyes looked at Lyons motionlessly.

"You've reached your limit." Lioness stated the facts slowly, as if he couldn't see Andre's increasingly ugly face, "The first embrace can solve the two problems of appetite and smell, killing two birds with one stone. Or you have something else to cover up the smell Methods?"

Andre closed his eyes, letting Lyons disappear from his sight.After a while, he raised the corners of his lips, letting the cold sweat slide down his cheeks: "There really is one."

"The vampire after the first hug is very fragile, and may even die. In this case, the gain outweighs the loss. If you want to be contaminated with my scent, there is another thing you can do. When will a man be contaminated with a woman's scent?" Lyons The outstretched left hand was tightly held, and the whole body fell on the soft cushion in the coffin.

Lions felt a burning sensation in his wrist, the flowing blood coagulated, and the skin and flesh healed.And the breath of the vampire was getting closer and closer, and the desire of the other party's approaching point seemed to permeate through the skin, affecting his nerves.

"Andre..." Lioness frowned, and before he could answer, the fangs were close to his ears, and the slight tingling sensation and the cold breath were transmitted to the brain.

Lyons' breath was stagnant, and he heard an invitation from hell—"In addition to swallowing it, you can also go to//chuang."

Vampires have no temperature, they are like the dead souls of people, what the skin-to-skin contact brings is the cold from the bones.But Lyons still felt the rising temperature around him.

Unbelievably hot.

The fingers used to tear bones and flesh were not docile at all, the skin aroused bursts of tingling pain, and together with the life-threatening tension impacted the brain.

Lyons grabbed the hand stroking his belly, and changed from lying on his back to half sitting: "Andre."

"It's impossible to survive in the blood race as a human being." Andre took it calmly, showing no scruples about Lyons' dangerous eyes.

The hunter's body has become flexible and firm during years of fighting, and the blood vessels and texture are burning hot. Many of the qualities that Lyons possesses fascinate the vampires.Andre has always been clear about what he wants. He wants to feel the pleasure of fingertips penetrating into the flesh, or the satisfaction of sucking blood. The nuances between desire and desire have been clearly distinguished over the long years.

He moistened his fangs with his tongue, and both rationality and sensibility told him: "Eat" this human being, this is a unique and precious prey.

The fangs were close to the neck, and the held hand stubbornly lifted the robe, slashing across the abdomen and down.

Before the fingers touched the more hidden//mi parts, a dangerous breath came from the back of the neck.The tingling aroused min//sensitive nerves from a certain point, and Andre turned his pupils, and saw a dagger shining with silver light.The tip of the dagger rested on the nape of his neck, and was held by Lioness in a punitive gesture.

"You are not humorous at all, sir." Andre put away his troubled hands angrily, propped himself up and left the tempting prey.

The palm holding his wrist did not let him go easily, and the shoulder and neck of half of the clothes torn off wiped his chin and lips, and put them on the table like delicious food.

"Extreme hunger will cause a series of impulses and hallucinations due to high mental tension. In case you lose your mind and bite me to death, eat now." Lyons tapped the vampire on the back of the neck with the dagger, "This is an order, Ender strong."

"People who are extremely thirsty for a long time will also die from overeating. As I said, I can't control the degree of eating." Andre frowned, while talking, his fangs rubbed his skin uncontrollably.

The blade on the back of the neck poked and turned into a cross again, and the killing intent penetrated through the pores. Whether it was the strength of the dagger or the tense muscles under the touching skin, there was no sense of being food.

"Before you go too far, I'm responsible for killing you." Lyons' deep pool-like pupils looked like a beast that had just woken up.The relationship between predator and prey collapses at this node.

The scalding blood filled the entire mouth from the teeth, which was sweet and delicious, and the suppressed hands climbed up from the shoulder blades, locking the "food" firmly from front to back.

The ingestion of blood made the long-dried body sigh.

Lyons' blood was mixed with the aura of blood nobles, very light but aggressive.The pedigree is by no means worse than Andre's.The blood from the compatriots stimulated the instinctive sense of territory of the blood race, and the biting movements became irritable.

Both blood and instinct told him that this was a factor beyond his control, and he wanted to kill him and possess him.

"That's it." The palms of the wrists were hot and sweaty, spreading from the skin all the way to the bones.It's as hot as the blood in qin//ru's body.Lyons pressed down from a half-sitting position, supported the cushion with his elbows, and turned the dagger from the back of the neck to the front, touching the artery.

Lyons leaned away and pulled out his fangs slightly, the threatened vampire stared at the wound with scarlet eyes.Andre felt something was wrong, his emotions were too boiling, before the claws and fangs attacked the prey again, a cool breeze brought the burning palm through the fabric and pressed against the skin tightly.

"Withdrawal reaction?" Hunter's voice was low and hoarse, and the cello played in the empty hall sounded like a cello, constantly echoing.

Andre looked down along Lyons' hand, and a strange reaction spread from his belly//fu to his whole body.

Hot and humid intersect, like a bonfire burning in a stalactite cave, burning away the enveloping fog, pulling out strange emotions from the appetite.

Andre narrowed his eyes, scratched Lyons' back with his fingertips, gritted his teeth, and whispered in a drowsy voice: "Not only."