Tangled Moon:
…Catherine made her way to the bedroom and crawled into bed, her stomach feeling as if it had been hollowed out even though she’d just eaten. She rolled onto her back, heaving air at the ceiling.
“Oh, God,” she breathed. Her throat began to burn. “Please be fast. Please be fast.” Her fingers curled into the blankets. Her heart pounded like it wanted to burst.
And then it all changed.
The hollow feeling shifted undeniably into her lower abdomen. Her throat stopped burning. She wanted him, and what she needed was more than his fangs in her neck.
She swallowed hard. Damn…
Repeat after me: I want to be a member. I want to be a member. I want to be a member…
Darcy Branwyn 
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