Chapter 138

• "Not funny," Michael snarled. "I ain't raping anybody, especially if they're practically comatose."
• Zoe rolled her eyes. "This wouldn't be for your pleasure, jackass," she sighed. "Vampires sometime feed automatically when they're in the throes of pleasure. This would be inciting a natural reaction and a preservation instinct that seems to be embedded in us. You fuck her and get her hot and bothered, provided you don't get her off in the process, and theoretically she should clamp onto your neck and feed off of you. Hopefully it'll be enough to snap her out of it."
• Michael eyed her. "Why don't you do this?"