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The pain is astonishing, a sucker punch—
But this is also the moment when he begins to move inside me, that huge cock finding every sensitive part of me and setting it on fire.
It’s not fast, it’s deliberate. It’s slow, deep, and sure.
I drink him in. He drinks me too, and it’s a different kind of spell. A wildfire alchemy made more intense by how deep inside me he is.
I feel my entire body ... shift.
Not my bones and my ligaments, no thunderclap into a wolf form. This is something else. Something deeper.
Something I might call my soul, if I believed in things like that.
I feel as if I’m flying, soaring somewhere high in a clear sky, and it’s all blood and sex, hunger and joy.
A joy so intense it actually hurts, but not enough to stop.
A deep, hard joy I’ve never experienced before.
I feel him go harder and tighter, this stone statue of a beautiful man. I feel him clench me tighter and bite down harder, and I want to cry out in the mad whirl and wildjoyof this.
Instead, I suck harder on his wrist, like I want to consume him the way he’s devouring me.
NotlikeI do. I do.
If I could, I would bite him too.
He stiffens, then comes. In a flood so cold it almost feels scalding.
As he lets himself go, I feel the mark he left on my back light up. I feel certain that if I were to look, I would see myself glowing.
I think,No wonder everyone knew. They could see exactly what he did.
Right now it feels like a different, better, dirtier tattoo.
He pours himself into me. On and on he goes, and as he does, it triggers something that I understand on some level is another orgasm.
But this one is different.
This one feels like I’m suddenly taking flight.
For real this time.
I soar high, up and up into the cosmos. I am part of the stars and the Milky Way itself, a whirl of planets and asteroids and mysteries that feel both entirely beyond me and a part of me in ways I never understood before.
I grow. I expand. I am everything all at once, I know every atom and every speck of it all, and every last part of it is as simple and as wondrous as me, too.
I want to ride this forever. It feels like I do.
And then everything changes.
I’m no longer a body. Or I am so far removed from mine that it’s like I’ve lost my way back. I’m no longer me at all, even though, somehow, I’m more me than I’ve ever been.
There’s a part of me, some little bit of consciousness, that can still feel that enormous vampire cock lodged deep inside my mortal body far below.
I know that Ariel is the reason why this is happening.
