“I love you too,” I replied, arching as he filled me, over and over.
His mouth returned to my neck, sucking, his body thrusting, claiming me again. I gripped his back as he took me to the edge and then beyond it, again and again, the pleasure scaling impossible heights as my head got light. I’d always maintained that death by a vampire would be a lovely way to go. This was why.
I moaned, gyrating up to him, crashing against him. His body hitting harder, going deeper. Pleasure pulsed until I exploded in ecstasy, crying out his name.
He kept going, starting me up again already, his mouth on my neck, taking my life’s blood. Taking all of me. I smiled with the feeling, with bonding him again. Black spots swam in my vision. We were getting close now. Pleasure built. Pounded into me. Consumed me.
I cried his name and he shuddered, groaning against my skin. He finally pulled his mouth back, sucking in a breath as he did so.
He breathed deeply, looking down on me, adoration in his eyes.
“Your turn, mon coeur. Take what is yours. What will always be yours, forever.”
I would ensure that forever would be a very long time.
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