Chapter 141: Not My Fault

"C-Can you please stop, it's not funny!" Elsa exclaimed while she continued to step back as Chris got closer to her.

Chris removed his shirt and dropped it to the floor. "I am not trying to make you laugh." He unbuttoned his pants and let out his cock without undressing completely. 

Elsa watched Chris as he stroked his already erected hardness as if it was enticing her to touch it. The sight was so erotic that it was enough for her to start getting wet. She gulped when Chris unblocked their bond, a surge of lust, desire, and arousal washed over her. It was so strong that she released a soft moan and made her clenched her fist.

"Don't you want this? It's still waiting for your answer," Chris smirked, showing his elongated fangs. She trembled seeing it, and when his eyes turned red, she knew he wanted to hunt. 

'That's right, he wanted to hunt those men,' she thought and her eyes drifted to the door, ready to run.