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One large finger pushes into me.

I moan.

His dick pulses.

More of that delicious flavor coats my tongue.

It’s like eating ice cream.

Volik growls.

The hand between my legs shifts, another grips my side, and then Volik lifts me into the air.

I feel dizzy with need.

It’s like that first time.

Like that very first night.

But now I know.

I know that this vampire is mine.

My arms wrap around Volik’s neck as he presses my back against the smooth, cool surface of the wall.

His endless strength constantly amazes me.

The thick tip of his cock presses against my center.

And even though I want to find out how much of him I can fit in my mouth, I want him there even more.

“Please,” I beg against his lips.

His hips tilt, and our exhales clash as he pushes into me.

I rock with the movement.

I force my core to relax.

I breathe as he stretches me to my limit.

My mouth finds his.

Fingers dig into my hips.

Another hand presses against my chest. Over my heart.

My pulse is racing.

I feel Volik’s cock throb as he fills me. As he keeps pushing deeper.

Power reverberates around us.

My vision goes blurry.

The room starts spinning.

I can’t get enough.