(Draven)
Draven drove hard and fast into her, letting all of his emotions from the last few hours go.? He wanted to feel her tighten around him, he wanted to push her so far over the edge that she wouldn't be able to not keep her hands off of him ever again.? That there would be no more confrontations that would make him want to run away, but towards her to scoop her up and claim her over and over as his.

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He yelled out as he heard her call his name, his fangs extended, he wanted to taste her.? He released her hair, fell to her back, continued to thrust as his fangs bit into her neck.? The taste of her supernatural blood spilling into his throat and his mark inflamed in raw passion.

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Anais

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“Oh god,” Anais said, her back arching into him. She liked that she could not move her arms. She rode his cock, undulating in pure heat and desire. ?She moved backward. Desire lust love...it all took over. “Please...more…I need more.”

Anais panted as she thrusted back up against him meeting him. Her body was on fire for him. “You...left me…” she moaned even as her face twisted in lust. Her nails bit into the mattress slicing it with claws she did not realize had emerged in her lust. “I could not feel you. I felt lost...Never leave me. Never ever again.”

“Never...do it...again.” She panted.

Anais groaned loudly as he bit into her flesh. Her normal grey eyes red in desire and passion. Her head thrown back, her lips parting in a silent O Her body arching back into his. “I love you,” she whispered. Her surrender was complete. She was his. Mind body and soul. She belong to him completely.

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