A rare breed

A rare breed

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"To be honest Alexandra I'm quite fond of you. It's most likely that it's just your blood, but I'm still a male." he looked me up and down. "Not only does your blood intoxicate me, but so does your body." Greg said as he gripped my waist with one arm and held himself up with the other. He drew me in closer, "I want you...and I will have you." Gregory said as his lips soon locked with mine. There was some much passion in the way he kissed me that I almost forgot that he was a vampire. His arm tightened around my waist; his tongue teased my lips. Before I knew it he had a handful of my butt again, and I gasped in surprise as he mildy squeezed it.
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**Its here! ** "I know you're incapable of love," Dimitri laughed darkly. "But you're my Luna, my half, my life source, and you'll respect me, even if I have to break you apart." "Shut up," I said, for like what sounded like the tenth time. "Oh I'll shut up," he chuckled, grabbing the back of my head and cupping my cheek, softly, very softly, kissing my lips. I stood, wide-eyed, confused, not moving a muscle. Warmth. Not the burning warmth of summer, or the coldness of winter, but the warmth of autumn. The warmth of cuddling. The warmth of pureness and caring tenderness. Soft lips, very soft, softer than cotton candy, but tasty, red and full like plum fruit. Oh so sweet, so evil, so wrong. So good. Our tongues danced slow, thrusting and caressing- wrong, so wrong. It was good, but it made me feel nothing. I was going to pull away, but I thought better. I grabbed my dagger, and quickly, shoved it into his chest. He stopped, and pulled away, looking down at the silver dagger deep into his chest cavity. Then he looked at me, he almost looked surprised. I pulled the dagger out of his chest, cleaning the blood off of it against my sleeve. "That was hot," I laughed, pecking him on the lips again. I shoved my fingers into his wound, just so I could say I had the Alpha's blood in my hands, like he would've had mine. "I am Lilith," I reminded him, feeling the inhumane warmth of his skin turn into a fever, silver tainted in poisonous wolfsbane spreading through every bloodstream. "Do not forget," I whispered. cover by LunaBooks1403

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