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Feeling his strong arm wrap around me, his scent mixed with the scent of blood has the ache worsening "Uhm I-", he caresses my cheek and leans down "Not so confident are you" he whispers in my ear. He presses a kiss on my shoulder he looks back at me "Fuck I missed you" he groans. He tries to kiss me but I move my face to the side "Whose blood is this"I ask wiping away the blood on his cheek. A deep chuckle leaves his lips and he digs into his pockets taking out the cherry red lipstick I gave that lady. Taking it I look up at him in shock

I bite my lip harder, filling my mouth with blood. “Axel, kiss me,” I order him, and he looks at me, confused, but his eyes light up when he sees my bloody mouth. He puts his hand behind my neck, pulls me closer and kisses me eagerly. His tough evades my mouth, searching and sucking my blood. If Kane had not been lying on my lap on the verge of death, this could have been extremely arousing. “It’s working,” Axel says, pulling away. “I’m already feeling better.”

holding his jaw into place I begin biting into his lips feeling the blood go down my neck and his jaw he issues bites back kissing down the sides of my neck he sinks his teeth into rolling me onto the floor now he is on top of me he has my arms pinned to the floor thrusting into me hard and fast I begin to shout “ fuck this feels good I love you “ shocked by the words that came out of my mouth but I can’t stop I’ve let passion over come me Arron Burries his head into my chest fcking slower I feel him cum into me he never does not without a condom but I don’t even care I allow him to continue he slips out of me licking on my nipples sucking them applying bites here and there placing his fing

His breath is hot and ragged. "Are you okay?" he demands. I stare at him. Blood is dripping from his chin onto my cheek. His hands are covered in....in things I don't want to think about. And he's asking if I'm okay. "You're bleeding," I whisper. "I asked you a question." "I'm fine." The words come out automatic. Numb. "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm...." He kisses me. It's not gentle. It's not romantic. It's desperate and violent and his teeth scrape my lower lip and I taste blood....his blood, my blood, I don't know.

I scream at the top of my lungs. He finally gets to where I am. "Why are you crying again?" he asks, wiping my tears. I hadn't even notice I was crying again. "Do you like the taste of my blood in your mouth?" he asks running his thumb across my lips. Before I can answer he pulls me closer, removing his thumb and replacing it with his lips. The kiss is hot and messy and quite literally bloody. I come to my senses and push him away. "I was just trying to clean you up a bit," he says wiping the blood that is now on his lips.

Bloody. His lips were hard and demanding. I tasted the salt of his sweat and the faint copper of his blood. His injured hand cupped my face. More blood smeared across my cheek. I gasped into his mouth. He took the chance and deepened the kiss. His tongue pushed in, claiming, hungry. It wasn’t gentle. It was desperate. Angry. Needy.

It’s a silent, breathtaking reversal of dominance. He lowers his head and our mouths crash together, brutal and consuming. His kiss is a declaration of war, fueled by the scotch he’s been drinking, the fury of the slap, and the pent-up denial of the last four days. His tongue plunges into my mouth, possessive and rough, tasting the wine, the lingering resentment, and the sharp copper of my own blood.

Her grips tightly on to my shoulders as i reach her collar bone ,i place sloppy kisses right on top of her heart . I clench my muscles as i feel her fingers tracing the lines of my abs .She kisses my neck and shivers slightly while unbuttoning my shirt .Her hands rake across my chest and i see the blush covering her cheeks while looking at me .I stop her hold the hand from which we had claimed eachother and her hands were back to their normal pink and firm with no scars .I take her hand placing a kiss on top .She smiles at me with acknowledgment and agreement of my methods and ways i use on her .Guess her tonic thing worked .I wouldn't have been able to stop myslelf since i was in heat and

Moans fell from him as he broke the kiss to grin at her. They were both kneeling, but he sank down on the floor, and she mounted him, capturing his lips in open-mouth kisses. Her breath came out in fits when they paused, and their foreheads touched. He swiped his thumb across her lips before claiming them again in a fervent kiss. She took everything he offered. His kisses. His moans. His confessions. Until something wet rolled down her inner thighs. The stickiness sent her out of his lap. That wasn’t… normal. Her period was days away, right? Was that blood?

Ahn Hana trembles when his lips brush against her skin. However, she keeps her eyes close. He showers her with ravenous kisses, biting and nibbling softly -- and sometimes, hard. The blood doesn't disturb him. Instead, he finds her more captivating this way. He sucks on the curve of her neck, grazing his lips on her collarbone. He bites her shoulder, leaving a mark. Her blood fills his mouth as he swipes his tongue on the bite mark.