《Bloodthirsty》Bloodthirst
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It's been awhile since I have properly fed. Seth's blood was extremely powerful and it quenched my thirst for months but today I needed to feast. I wanted his crimson blood to flow freely down my throat. I wanted to feed for hours and I didn't want him to make me stop.
I walked into the shower wrapping my arms around him. A low growl escaped his throat sending shivers dancing along my spine. The smell of his scent made my core puddle with wetness. My fangs burst through my gums making me moan. I ached for his blood.
"Good morning my little gypsy Vampire. Seems someone needs to be fed, he chuckled."
He turned around and pressed his body into mine and my knees seemed to buckle beneath me. I was starving for his blood. I didn't know if I would be able to control myself. I looked into his chocolate orbs and I could see his bear flash behind them. His bear wanted me to feast. He was actually taunting me.
"Seth, I need to feed. I don't know if I will be able to stop."
He picked me up in his arms, wrapping my waist around his. His bear pushed forward, sinking his bear claws into my back making me moan out in pleasure. He leaned against my neck, breathing in my scent. He pulled back and I could see his bear was not in the mood to play. He wanted to mark me. Seth growled, shaking the shower walls.
"Seems my bear wants you badly, my little Vamp. He has been denied too long."
Before I could blink, he bit into my chest hard. My bear loved leaving his claiming mark on my flesh. His claws dug into me even deeper and I could feel my blood begin to drip down my back. It didn't hurt. It just heightened my arousal even more.
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Seth pulled back and reached down grabbing his cock, he didn't hesitate. He tooked me in one hard thrust, stretching me to the max. I screamed out his name making his bear even more claiming. He pounded into my flesh showing me no mercy. All I could do was hold onto him for dear life and ride out each wave of pleasure. It was so intense and so damn powerful. I knew I probably looked like a rag doll against the mere size of him.
His growls got louder and louder and I knew he was so closed to the edge like I was. I needed release and so did he. I pushed his neck to the side and sanked my fangs deep into his flesh. His honey blood erupted in my mouth, splashing in the back of my throat. I pulled his blood hard making him roar out My name. Galaxies busted behind my eyes. Making me have the most powerful, erotic orgasm of my life. Seth thrusted hard inside my core, growling out my name shooting his seed deep within my womb. I gently pulled out my fangs and licked his wounds shut. His head rested against mine while we tried to catch our breath. He was my undoing. I whispered.
"I love you so very much, bear. You are my life, my soul and my heart."
He cupped my face in his hand, "I love you my little gypsy Vampire."
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