Elf To Tame A Werewolf
She had said so herself as she led me upstairs an hour ago, she had said she was like a drug, addictive and very hard to let go off.
And I found out the hard way, literally. I had taken her twice already, and I still feel a longing in my groin as she lies back on her elbows, parting her legs slightly. I had always wondered what an elf would taste like, seeing as they were not the kind to get friendly with others outside their kind, and would be very unlikely to take a man to bed. This elf, however, sure passes all the marks. She sure has a way of luring men, if she could entice me this easily.
I stalk towards her, all the way stalling the rising feeling to lunge at her neck and sink my teeth
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