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His kiss sent a bolt of hunger through me so strong, I wasn't sure I could survive it. The all consuming thought of having him naked spurred my fingers to the hem of his shirt. He only paused long enough from his kisses to pull it over his head before greedily finding my mouth again. I arched into him, wanting bare skin to skin but tolerating having just my hands on him for the moment. His skin was smooth and hot under my fingers. The ridges of old scars flowed into the strength and firmness of his muscles. Just touching him was a drug and I couldn't get enough. Neither could he.

I asked her in a husky voice and she threw her blade away, then she circled my face with both of her hands and she whispered softly, making our lips touch as she spoke. “No, but every drop of your blood is precious, Doc. No one is allowed to spill it and none of it should go to waste.” She said, making me sneer, then I pulled her against my body harder and held her hair in my hand as I kissed her harshly. She opened her mouth for me instantly and we kissed like two starved souls. The kiss wasn’t sweet and full of need or love. No, it was rough and full of hunger and want. Not even tasting my own blood on her tongue repulsed me. On the contrary, it made my cock fill, and it was pushing hard a

We climaxed together and then he made me look at him. He looked at me like I was the most precious thing in the world, like I was something priceless. He captured my lips and continued to caress my naked body. My legs felt like jelly so I clung to him for support so I’d remain standing. I felt his fangs graze my neck as his kissed and suck on it. Then she suddenly bit my neck and I moaned with pleasure. After that he bit his lips so we can share another kiss. I suck his blood and I felt really good.

My voice cracked as I edged closer. “You’re allowed to be vulnerable in my presence. I can be your strength if you let me.” As I spoke, I began taking off my dress again. Standing in my nude glory, I hovered over him, and unclasped his belt. I pulled down the trousers, and threw them to the ground. Out of instinct, I bit down hard on my wrists enough to draw blood. Then I placed it over his mouth. He groaned as the blood flowed down. I gasped as his eyes suddenly flew open. And that was because his eyes weren't the normal gray I was used to.

He kisses the inside of my thigh gently, drawing my underwear down my legs and off completely. He pauses, hearing me draw in a sharp breath. I nod assuredly, turning my nerves into excitment. He pins me with his gaze as he spreads my legs wider. "I can't wait to taste you." Digging my fingers into the sheets, I fall back down onto the bed, squeezing my eyes shut in anticipation. He draws his hands up my legs, gripping my thighs tightly as he kisses toward the centre of me. For a long moment there is nothing, and then his tongue hits me, licking a strip right up the middle of me.

All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses. Dean's hands flew all over me, touching me in places I hadn't been touched in quite a while. I felt the lust coursing through his body as he tugged at my shirt, and I wanted more. I wanted it so badly that I found myself jumping up and wrapping my legs around him before he even had the chance to remove my shirt. His hands grabbed me around the waist and held me up as we passionately kissed each other. My fingers went to the bottom of his ripped t-shirt, pulling it over his head.

I blushed and gave him my wrist. "Here, I don't mind..." I told him sweetly. He looked towards it and then licked it, a small moan escaping his lips before he gently bit in, his fangs piercing my flesh. He rubbed my arm comfortingly and closed his eyes in pleasure as he drank from me. I could suddenly feel his venom seeping into my veins, making my body spark in excitement from the pleasurable feeling of it. I let out a moan and held onto the edge of the tub so I wouldn't fall in on him. He opened his eyes after a few minutes and looked towards me, his sky blue eyes glancing me over before he pulled his fangs out of my wrist, keeping his eyes on mine as he licked his lips clean. I blushed li

A hoarse growl escaped his lips, and I savored the taste of his minty and sweet kiss, a familiar sensation I had experienced before. But now... there was something different. Something that hinted at a profound change. It was as if he wasn't the one kissing me. I was about to remove my blindfold when his hand gently stopped me, urging me to wait. I cleared my throat, ready to question him, but he silenced me with another passionate kiss. His lips caressed mine, eliciting a shiver that coursed through my entire being. The taste of his kiss seemed to search the depths of my soul, captivating me in an instant.

Like he'd already made the decision to take it. Lena had cleaned up most of the blood, though the penthouse still smelled like gunpowder and broken glass. She'd changed her clothes. She'd tried to steady herself. But when Dominic finally moved toward the bedroom, she followed him like she was tethered. "Did you mean it?" she asked. "About me being your equal. Or were you negotiating?" He turned to face her in the doorway. His white shirt was stained with blood. There were bruises forming on his ribs where an operative's bullet had grazed him. He looked like someone who'd been through a war and won.

He plunged downward, wrapping Lucifer's lips in a hungry kiss, his tongue probing deep, mapping every crevice with a burning hunger. Allistair's kiss was returned in kind, their tongues dancing in a dance of lust and devotion. As they moved, the Void's lips inscribed a path along Allistair's collarbone, teeth nipping at his sore nipples. Their hands touched Allistair's skin, tracing every inch of it, leaving behind streaks of fire and pleasure. The bruising kisses and roaming touches drew moans of ecstasy from Allistair, each one a testament to his complete submission and the ferocity of their common passion.