The Reaper's sons
Hell to the dippidy dappidy no.
Octavius thrusts into her; the woman throws back her head, grasps the cover of the recliner, and clutches at it as if her life depended on it. I watch them in amazement, the way they move as if they are one and meet perfectly in the middle. I bite my bottom lip and claw at the hem of my shirt, my gaze fixed on the lovers. A cold but gentle hand stroking the skin on my neck startles me. I tear my gaze away from the two vampires and risk to look back; unexpectedly, I meet Kieran's eyes. My body jumps up in the seat, but he just smiles at the reaction. I notice him lowering himself closer, so I quickly turn my head and continue to stare at Octavius, who is brutal