A bite on his shoulder intense enough to lightly pierce the skin...a subtle taste of copper-metallic blood on her tongue. Hot and rapid, yet faint breathing against his ear. Adept fingers tracing each bone in his spine...digging in only enough to send electric waves of fire to areas he knew not could be enticed. Smoldering eyes reaching deep into his soul...caressing it with scorching passion, then cooling it to keep it malleable, to tease it...to own it.
Losing control of his body, the feeling of being lifted...there's no air yet he pants...breathing in the heady, toxic aroma of her. Trembling beneath her expert grasp...submitting willingly...giving his life to feel her above him...beneath him...around him.
His breathing quickens with doomed anticipation of the bliss her dominating bite will grant. His mind and soul damned, given over to her...just to slip into the velvet ice that is her...dissolve into her, become one with this angel of pain and love, passion and tears. She will show no mercy.
He is lost, he knows...she will take away all that is familiar and replace it with only what she wills, what she commands...this is the eternity he seeks.
He is painfully falling...sweetly listing, held aloft by his deviant needs, devoured and conquered. Her soul surrounds him.
Clouded moans and seared vision.
Bleeding shivers, lucid insanity.
Whispered pleas and echoing heartbeats.
Thunderous sighs, pleasured fantasy.
Fallen and consumed. He is freed...
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