Claiming 2

The bond had pulled us closer; we were more meant to be with each other than that of my first. I knew that now, and the goddess had smiled upon me. "Do you know what happens?" I muttered, pulling off the tunic I had just placed her in.

"No," she mumbled. I take in the glory of her breasts as she takes a deep, laboring breath. "No," she mumbled again, my mouth descending, sucking on the pink nipple. Her fingers threaded through my hair, pushing me into her breast. My other hand grabbing the extravagant handful, I squeezed, feeling their weight.

"I'll bite you," I let go of her nipple with a pop. "Here," I traced around her shoulder. "I'll seep my venom into you, claiming your soul, marking you as mine." Christine let a shuddering breath escape her, her hands holding my shoulders. "Then I'll lick the wound and bite you again here," I licked the side of her neck. "To feed from you." My cock twitched beneath her, her core rubbing against my pants.

"Will,… will I change like you then?"