Curse of the Spotlight
The vampire wanted more, and he was moving in to take it.
He crawled onto the bed again, staring into my eyes and giving me a soft grin. "Doing alright?" he asked, balancing on his right elbow and using his left hand to grab my chin, forcing me to stare into his eyes.
Mine were partially closed, but I was able to meet his gaze.
"Yeah," I whispered, letting out a groan. "Take me again, if you'd like," I mewled.
This satisfied the vampire, who definitely obliged. There was no hesitation. This time, I was beneath him, facing upward in missionary as he impaled me again. Fangs met my throat as the vampire took another bite, injecting me with that wonderful venom as the bliss took over once more.
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