(Amaia)
Temptations circle me like hungry hyenas, but I need to speak to him, not give in to them.
My fingers slither down to stroke his long neck and smooth chest. He hums in delight at being touched like that.
"For sure but on one condition," I say with a mischievous smile.
His long and forked tongue protrudes out and gives my face a slow wet lick. It's warm and slimy, but I don't care as he coats my left cheek with his saliva.
"Your skin is so soft, umm. I am listening," he perilously purrs but I feel no danger from him.
"Once you taste me, you can't go on tasting another woman. Let's make a deal."
I tilt my head at him, watching and admiring his unnatural beauty reflected in the pale moonlight.
His eyes glow with mischief and that predatory smile he carries widens.
"Now that will be disappointing…I like different tastes and I don't like to be told what to do."
His dark blue hair glistens as he slightly shakes his head at me, not agreeing to my terms.
