So angry, almost all the time. Why didn't I notice sooner? I've seen bespelled humans bleed to death from tiny wounds, a smile on their face all the way to the end, duckie. I remembered only pieces. We collapsed in a breathless, panting heap.
Clay made small protesting noises as the first man began to get off him. I slid one hand to his balls and massaged them, while I stroked the thick velvet warmth of him. It was an impressive show of strength, tearing the vampire's mouth away from his flesh, but impressive shows of strength have their price. I'd done enough research to understand that the world of dom and sub was a lot bigger and more varied than I'd believed.
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