She shouldn't have let him even start; she should have distracted him or pushed him down further before he could linger. But his lips were so soft, his tongue soothing and when he sucked at her pulse she mewled and purred like a cat, her back and neck raising from the bed. He liked those bite marks too much. Or maybe she did. Either way, his teeth piercing her healing skin was something she should have expected. That blossom of pain that made her rush with warmth.
Her eyes snapped open and she wriggled, her hand reached to push at his shoulder with a muffled whine.
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Date: 2010-05-13 02:34 am (UTC)Her eyes snapped open and she wriggled, her hand reached to push at his shoulder with a muffled whine.