"I couldn't stop him. I fell right into his trap and couldn't stop him."
"Don't be so hard on yourself Iris," Van said.
"Kariah-Belle would've died if she wasn't surrounded by people who love her." Iris sobbed as she thought the young woman looked so much like her mother. "I was responsible for those greenhorns and one died on my watch."
Van said nothing. He too had lost a young woman. The team he was evaluating was caught in an ambush set by Vympiri. One of Dracula's Royal Guard, Remi The Reaper, was among them. The Drakon known as Manty, was killed in front of him.
Van took the bottle from her hands. Reluctantly, she let him as a hiccup escaped her.
"Again he's slipped through my fingers," Iris whispered.
Van wrapped his arms around her as she wept.
Suddenly, Iris pushed the man to the bed and straddled him. She undid her silky black robe, exposing her soft dark brown skin. Red bra and panties covered her sensitive parts but the scars on her body were visible.
Van bit his bottom lip.
"Take me," she told him with fire in her teary eyes.
Van was only the second person she'd ever trusted with her body. Right now, she just wanted to forget her failure. She'd do anything to forget. Even if it was just for a moment.
"Iris, you're drunk," Van told her, watching another hiccup escape her lips. However, his words didn't match what his body was saying. Iris could feel his bulge against her crotch.
"You need this too," Iris whispered softly in his ear as she kissed the tanned skin of his neck. "Please Van," she added with a plea, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist her.
Van flipped her on her back. "Dammit, Iris,” he said before biting into her neck.
He rubbed his hands down her body before pulling off her panties. Earning him soft moans from Iris.
The two kissed, then proceeded to ravish each other, drowning their sorrows in booze and lust for the rest of the night.
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