Page 95 of Death God

I vibrated violently as I came hard. Marlowe sealed the tiny puncture wounds on my neck and let out a string of harsh curses as he erupted deep within me, his hot cum soaking my shivering pussy.

“Nothing feels better than this,” he gasped. “I live for this, Sunshine.”

“Sure you do,” I moaned breathlessly while taking a moment to lift my ring finger and admire the Phoenix Tear, the huge pink diamond.

He pressed me tightly to him, his tender kiss full of pure male desire.

“Is this what happily ever after feels like?” I asked, beaming at him with love, then I shook my head. “But you know, Sugar Cheeks, this might not be it. Two horsemen came, but not in the right order, as they didn’t follow the book of prophecy. War was the second or the third horseman, and my dad should have come last. But then, I wouldn’t have met you if he’d come last. Two more horsemen, Famine and Pestilence, will still pay us an unwanted visit. When they arrive, it won’t be peachy. We need a plan to stop them.”

“We will, love,” he said. “Whatever comes, we’ll face it together. I’ll guard your ever happily after with my every breath.”

“It’s happily ever after, vampire,” I said before riding him like a dark storm. “And we’ll blow shit up and make fireworks again.”

“It’ll be a date,” he promised.

- The End

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