All the anger he was feeling a few minutes ago had subsided completely. He let his already outstretched hand rest on her head, stroking her hair gently.

Nicole's body trembled uncontrollably, her brow furrowed in disgust.

A smirk formed on Jarrod's face. He assumed she just put on an act, probably thinking that he would leave then.

"What? Can't stand me touching you?" Jarrod asked casually.

His hands trailed down her head, resting at the nape of her neck. He wrapped his hand around her neck gently as though marveling at how one hand could hold her like that. No pressure was applied, but Nicole felt like she was being choked and the air was slowly leaving her.

“You think it's possible?" Jarrod spat, dragging out his words Like a venomous snake would, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Without warning, Nicole grabbed his wrist and sunk her teeth into it.

Jarrod, grunted in both pain and surprise, his eyes widening in shock.

The air was tainted with the smell of blood. For the first time ever, the urge to drink blood hit Nicole. She wanted to suck him dry.

Jarrod didn't push her away. Instead, he shifted his hand into a more suitable position for her.

From where he stood, he had a good view of her drinking his blood, her throat bobbing as she swallowed.

He could feel his body ignite. There was a burning sensation of excitement growing within him. He leaned in closer to her and whispered. "You can suck harder. Keep going."

Nicole had taken her fill and now felt exhausted as one did when they overate. She let go of his arm, her lips now stained with his blood and looking as though she had on lipstick. She was attractive.

Jarrod's lips curled up into a small smile. "Do you want more?"

Nicole stared at him in disbelief. "Pervert." Because of the medication she was injected before, her voice came out sounding hoarse and unpleasant.

Weirdly, Jarrod found her sound attractive. “And you just figured that out?" He smirked.

He took out a piece of gauze for his arm, then leaned closer to wipe the blood from her lips with his finger. He slowly brought his fingers to his lips, licking the blood he had wiped. His gaze remained fixed on her.

Nicole felt uncomfortable. Her body shook. She felt sick and terrified. However, Jarrod remained unfazed. He gently loosened his tie, then undid the buttons of his shirt, revealing his bare upper body.

Overwhelmed, Nicole stammered, "J... Jarrod, what do you think you're doing?" Her body still hadn't recovered from the miscarriage. How could he be so shameless?

Jarrod only smiled at her and got into the bed.