@FightingLight_ {Frozen in anticipation, knowing even the slightest break of your fangs could send your venom through me. But you were teasing me, and when you turned to just sucking on the lobe I growled.}
I'll be good... I'll be good I promise my love... Every drop...
@FightingLight_ {Yes... Twist and grab and pull on it. The hiss cuts right through me and I am left panting for you.}
All I've been able to think about is your new dress... dripping... licking every drop off it...
@FightingLight_ {Feels that familiar mix of weakness and excitement run through him as she takes the possessive hold of him.}
Yesss... Yoursss... Fff...
@FightingLight_ {Even the vampire is not immune to the venom of her bite. He locks up as the paralytic takes hold, helpless as she drags him off to satisfy herself.}
@FightingLight_ -- into her neck with the same kind of feral hunger as his cock burying in her cunt. His venomous bite would have left any victim paralyzed immediately but no doubt his maker would fare far better.}
@FightingLight_ {The very moment her body and his body were both accessible he practically lunged into her, sinking his length into her until it almost as if he were going to hit the wall behind her. His hands dug into her body, and unable to resist the urges welling up he plunged his fangs --
@FightingLight_ -- her apart. His fangs grazed her neck, threatening to dig in, his hands trembling with overflowing hunger to try and tear himself free of his own bloody soaked jeans.}
@FightingLight_ {Her body presses into his and his response was to pin her once more. She was his maker and his better in every way but tonight she was his prize, his to claim. His saturated blood burned with lust and to the uninitiated eye it might look as if he was going to try and rip --