Mistress Silver
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Demos Straxus said:Demos' gentle purr begins to shift into a feral growl. This is no longer about simple diversion. It is a hot molten lust threatening to consume him. When he feels Constance's fang nick his tongue it is all he can do, not to roar at the rapture of it. The taste of blood is maddening, and his own fangs nick her tongue, returning the favor. He tastes her blood mingling with his and savors it. Normaly vampire blood is dead tasting, but hers is overflowing with her lust for him, and it is good. Snarling he looks into her own feral eyes as his fingers begin to push into her womanhood, preparing it for his shaft. His other hand leaves her breast so that he can pull her into a closer embrace.
A thick finger pushes into the hot folds of my vagina and I gasp as a flux of heated pleasure coats his finger. His other hand pulls me closer to him, harder against his chest. With a groan I climb his body, my hands griping his shoulders tightly, and my legs wrapping firmly around his waist.
I break from the bloody kiss and feel a droplets trickle from the corner of my lips down to my chin. The bead of blood hesitates for only a moment before making the suicidal jump down to splash against the soft skin of my right breast.
My senses melt as he pushes the furred digit further into my tight, hot body. My sleek muscle grip at him, beckoning him to come further inside. The liquid heat of my body begs his fingers to let his aching flesh experience the yielding hospitality of my femininity.
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