𝑀𝓎 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝒶 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁

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Afra

I move around. Feeling the covers lightly slip off of me. It was hot for some reason. My body burned and I can feel my skin covered in the thinnest layer of sweat. I feel as fingertips grace my cheek so lightly. Almost unnoticeable. I whimper at the touch as shocks run though my body. Only one person can ever do that. I don't open my eyes. Yet I shuffle around my bed. Even if I wanted to open them the tiredness of my body keeps them shut. I feel the tips of their finger go along my cheek, down to my neck and feel as it graces my collar bone. "Dren?" I whisper. Still enjoying the tiny little pleasure of the tingles. I clutch my legs together feeling the wetness of them. I didn't know what was happening to my body. I didn't know why I felt so hot and bothered. She hummed, her voice seeming way more deeper and masculine. If it wasn't for her touch, I wouldn't have thought, it was her. "What did you do it" the question that roamed my mind throughout the night finally slips out. I didn't want to assume that zee was dead or not. But I'm sure he didn't leave unhurt. That made my heart ache. It tuned my stomach and it made me sick at the thought. I suddenly feel movement. The bed shifts and my body lightly moves at the movement. I can feel the heat raiding of of her as she climbs on top. I feel the cold pair of lips touch my neck. I turn my head to open more of my neck up to her. "Do what" my eyes shut harder. Her voice again, it was strange. More masculine more deeper. It was rougher, like two voices speaking at once. That's when I feel it. Like two sharp pins poking at my skin and the wet ness of what I'm guess is my blood seep out. I freeze, gripping her biceps. "Dren what are-" her lips attack my neck. I bit my lip at the impact. It hurted but it felt good. The pleasure causes me to hold my legs tight together. Moving as I already feel the wetness seep out. I feel her wet tongue glide against the holes. Sucking and picking up the blood.

The aura in the room changed. It became darker and ire. I for once open my eyes. Her hand grips my jaw lightly. So, she can have more access to my neck. I watch as the curtains sway back and forth with such light breeze. The moon... no blue moon shines bright in the sky. It was known as more of the second moon being as it was different. Luckily it didn't affect us werewolves. I turn my head feeling her fingers softening so I can. My body still felt hot and sweaty at her touch that I missed. Did this mean she gave up? Did this mean I won? My hands still grip on her biceps. Loving the tight and hardness under my fingertips. She doesn't move from the spot, and it takes me everything to speak up under all this pleasure. "Dren, wait" I was now feeling overheated and overwhelmed at the pleasure. I still was extremely upset at her, and I didn't want her thinking just because she can make me cum, I would be all better. I moan as I feel a wave of goodness hit my pussy. She wasn't touching it, nor her hands were anywhere near it. But I throw my head back at the pleasure. She just kept sucking. Kept nipping at the part of my neck and every suck I feel pleasure run through me like never before.

That's when I start shifting around. The pleasure never leaving and still feeling the same even when my legs tighten. The moans never leaving my lips. "Oh god" I groan out as I dig my head deeper into my pillow. I was hot and in pleasure. It drove me insane. I feel Dren hand grace my hard nipples under my t-shirt I was now in. I didn't remember changing so that means I must've gotten changed. And the bed, the covers that I grip on I remember being downstairs. My eyes open lightly, finally viewing a little peek. Her jaw tightens as she sucked. Her hair half up and half down. Some from the front falling down her cheeks. My legs shake lightly as she graces her rough hands. Her framed seem bigger, larger and rougher. I bite my lip harder and moan as my stomach tighten. My legs grind harder as I finish off. My heavy breathing was all that can be heard. Lips meet mines. The wetness of them catching me off guard. Then the taste of metal runs along my taste buds. My eyes widen at the sudden taste. My hand reaches my now tender neck and I touch it almost not feeling anything till I see the dull color under the moons light.