The Pup's Midnight Vampire
When I realize I don’t like how stagnant the room seems and I feel like I smell a dog from a previous guest I pull away.
I move swiftly and open the large glass doors, allowing the breeze in.
“Tonight Javed, no more waiting,” she whispers, as I stalk toward the bed.
Her knees are up, her legs are spread and she’s already rubbing her clit. Her arousal dances in the air, calling to me far more than blood ever could. She’s buried deep in my bones, and I never imagined it was possible for a vampire to love. To feel. To have all the things that being damned took from me. But here she is, desperate to be sealed and bonded to me. So trusting.
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