The dead
March 14th, 2010 § 2 Comments
The familiar sharpness of his teeth teased the inner flesh of her petite neck.
Her breath catching deeply at the fear that now ran through her veins, coursing like mad obsessed glitter.
His bites always hurt …
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and you love it so. as you should.
she likes that hurt. i know.