Jabi
In his eyes, I see the fear that he is thinking about.
I smile as I pin him to the ground roughly. I am quick on my feet, and he is unable to push me off as I tear into his skin even harder than before. My wolf screams out in pure bliss, this is the most pleasure I have ever had.
Seeing the look in his eyes as I take more and more of him. As I do the same things to him that he has done to me all this while. I close my eyes and see his hands jerk my own apart. I feel a familiar pain in my left arm. I open my eyes and notice that my fangs are still in his neck.
He grunts in pain and I can tell that he is having an even harder time trying to take me off than before. It takes everything in me to not let him have me again. Another piece of his skin comes off and I drink it, greedily. I rub my canines down his neck, trying to scrape it from his skin. I feel him shuddering under me as he struggles to pull my fangs from his neck.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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