Mercy needed to feed and Cal was willing to let her feast on him. But who would want a broken sod buster like him?
When Cal's wife left the Oklahoma territories to go back east and civilization, he had nothing left to live for. The world was restless and he knew it was time for the creatures of the night to feed. Perhaps, he could have one more night of pleasure before he went out into the canyon for them to end his life. He hadn't counted on the one woman at Mary's "hotel" he lusted for to choose him.
Mercy had her choice of anyone to feed on, but something about Cal caught her attention. Could he satisfy her carnal lust before her blood lust took over her senses?
An erotic short story about blood lust in the Old West.