[A dark whisper as once more those hooks are going to snap apart beneath his hand—]
If this is real or not.
[—before there's another bite, a harder one where his canines threaten to break the skin. His hand grabs the front of her gown and yanks it down, the sound of the fabric tearing exciting even him as her scent once more overwhelms him and his own reason starts to flicker. Even if she tried to protest now, he might not be able to comply, the taste of her skin and...something else sweet. Addicting.]
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[A dark whisper as once more those hooks are going to snap apart beneath his hand—]
If this is real or not.
[—before there's another bite, a harder one where his canines threaten to break the skin. His hand grabs the front of her gown and yanks it down, the sound of the fabric tearing exciting even him as her scent once more overwhelms him and his own reason starts to flicker. Even if she tried to protest now, he might not be able to comply, the taste of her skin and...something else sweet. Addicting.]