Seekers of The Night

Seekers of The Night

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She could feel his teeth bite into the fragile skin of her neck. An uncomfortable moan escaped her mouth as she arched her neck towards him. A satisfied moan came out of him as the red liquid ran from the open wound. Then the dreaded sucking sound began. Running a hand down the wall behind her. He pushed her further into the wall. Deeper into the dark corner of the closet they were in. Black was always his favorite color, black for night. He was like an owl. Loving the night, and when the day came around, he would slink back to dark corners.
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He pinned her against the wall and kissed her senseless as he fumbled with her clothes, trying to feel more of her perfect body. He kissed her neck, grazing his teeth on her skin and she gasped. His hand caressed the exposed skin on her back and traveled under her shirt, tracing with his fingers her lacy bra. He tangled his other hand in her hair and pulled gently. (#1 on the HEART's DESIRES series)

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