Thirst
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I hate Ariana, I hate her with a passion.. But there's just something different about her. The way she sways her hips side to side when she walks, and the way her smile can light up a room in an instant. Am I actually falling in love with Ariana King? I can't be, it wouldn't work out between us. She's a mortal and I'm a monster.. And even though I do love her, I'd be putting her in danger. Why? Cause there's a part inside of me that THIRST for her blood. Justin moved to the small town of Stratford, Ontario, Canada to start clean and forget his past sins, and bumping into Ariana King wasn't helping. Ariana is the town's known sweetheart; gets good grades, never gets into trouble, & doesn't associate with the wrong people.. But she just couldn't help but be intrieged by Justin. It began to seem like the more they socialized, Justin's feelings for her grew more stronger, making it unbearable to ignore. What started out as friendship turns into a dangerous situation.
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I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

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