Chapter 800: After Dark, Part 1

Adalia was scarily insatiable. 

Long after the fireworks had gone, when the only thing left falling over the city were the tiny wisps of white seemingly forever falling from the skies, we were still going at it. 

In all kinds of places and all kinds of ways… 

I would have her pinned up against the wall one moment, then she'd nibble on my neck again, and in a streak of blurry actions, suddenly I would be holding her over the air as she continued to drain my vigor away in bouts of fiery passion.

A cycle of lust and love rinsing and repeating forevermore. 

She wasn't exaggerating when she said vampires were an awfully lasting species. No matter how hard I tried to satisfy her thirst, the countless times I filled her to the brim - Adalia was simply unquenchable.