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Over and over again, and I'm pulling at the silky strands in my fingers. Deepening the penetration, risking more, as he sucks between my lips. A long moan breaks me. Dry to a tone, I need water, but my body somehow releases the juices it needs, and I give up so freely. He's lapping it up, and I arch, pushing the aftershocks to a crest. My thighs quake around Tirich's head, and he rubs them. I never open my eyes. I never look into his fucking face. A last long kiss to my center, and the blanket tucks around me. Quiet. I want to believe he left, but I still feel his heavy energy. I don't know what's changed. I dread our next encounter, but I know we will always be enemies. After a few minutes, the sound of the door clicks, and the temperature changes in my room. I lay still, fighting my sleep until it finally takes over. My last thoughts are of the deadly kiss between us.
Vampire bastard.
-- Ayla Aura
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