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“So fucking beautiful. You’re mine. No other guy will ever touch you, sweet girl.”

I didn’t want that anyway.

My arms were starting to feel tired, but what I was most worried about was the blood dripping down the insides of my thighs.

“Fen, the blood,” I hinted, trying to keep more blood from flowing out of me by crossing my legs.

His right hand left my breast and he moved it down my belly to reach between my thighs.

He moved his fingers between my folds, making me uncross my legs again so he had better access.

I felt a drop of blood running down the inside of my leg, but before it reached my knee, Fennec wiped it off and held his blood-covered fingers to my lips.

“Suck on them,” he ordered, and with no hesitation whatsoever, I wrapped my lips around his fingers and licked my own blood off them.

I kept my eyes on him as his dropped to my lips, and after pulling them out of my mouth again, he cupped my jaw and squeezed my cheeks as he kissed me to get a taste of it himself.

He pushed his tongue deep inside my mouth, licking over my own as blood mixed with saliva.

No matter what he was up to, and no matter how disgusting the things he wanted to do to me were, I’d be right here doing whatever he told me to.

I was a goner for Fennec, and nothing would push me away from him.

Not even the unwell and heavy feeling he left deep inside my chest at times.

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Fennec dropped to his knees with his hands on my hips, and I spread my feet wider apart so he’d have easier access to my pussy.

I looked down at him to observe every single move he made, and with his eyes on mine, he leaned in and licked through my folds, my blood coating his tongue.

My arms were still over my head, but I couldn’t hold them there any longer.

I let them down and gripped his hair with both hands still tight together at my wrists.

As intense as everything felt, the unsureness that always crept up on me before we did something like this made me insecure, but until today, that unsureness was shallow.

“Do you love me?” I asked, needing to know that he didn’t do this just to mess with me.

“Of course I love you, sweet girl,” he replied, looking up at me with blood covering his lips.

“No, I mean really love me. The way a boyfriend should love a girlfriend,” I said.

He laughed, digging his fingertips into my skin. “That’s a stupid question, Vespyr. Would you let me do all these things if you didn’t know that I love you like that? You’re not stupid. You wouldn’t let me use you like that.”

No, I wouldn’t.

I kept my mouth shut from then on, and let him continue making me feel as incredible as only he could.

His tongue brushed through my folds once again, and with my blood dripping down his chin, he was smearing it all over my inner thighs, making a mess.

But of course, neither of us cared, and when he started to flick his tongue against my clit, I threw my head back and held on tight to his hair while he steadied me with his hands on my hips.

“Oh, Fen!” I cried, not able to stop my legs from shaking as he worked his magic with his tongue.

I could hear him swallow from time to time, and for some strange reason, it turned me on knowing he was swallowing my blood.

It was his own, and how wrong was that really?

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