Braegan appeared on the man’s back, his arms and legs wrapped around the beast’s midsection. His jaw gaped impossibly wide; long white fangs snapped down and into the beast’s neck. Blood gushed, sliding out the sides of Braegan’s mouth even as his throat spasmed, gulping the red liquid in heaving pulls.
The man lunged and flailed, trying to dislodge Braegan. Inch-long claws erupted from Braegan’s hands and hooked into the beast’s pectorals. Rie slid in to cut across the monster’s hamstrings, sending him to his knees. Braegan rode him down, continuing to feed. His eyes closed, ecstasy softening his face like a baby at the breast.
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