by Kiara Griffen Sat Mar 16, 2013 6:35 pm
She growled, tearing herself away from his wrist which had already healed but she had somehow tried to chew open again. Her lips were stained crimson with his blood, her whole body vibrating.
She could feel him inside her, physically, mentally, it was impossible to tell where she ended and he began. Instead she moved her hips, trying to meet his thrusts. Her heart thrummed. Her eyes fixated on his fangs and she leaned in close, letting her tongue run along the pale ivory of his fangs, only some miraculous restraint kept her from cutting her tongue on the sharp tips.