Amaria Marie RoseH
"You already know I want you," she spoke, breathlessly, another one of the chills going down her spine. Her playful smile danced across her lips as she savored the massage. She let out a soft sigh and glanced at him from her peripheral vision. "You better not be playing me," another moan escaping her lips, "because this is just too good." Amaria tilted her head further to the side, closing her eyes. "Who wouldn't crave you after the whirlwind I was given? It's like a high you never want to come down from. Intoxicating," Her words came out in soft whispers, stifled by a few moans. Her neck was the most sensitive part of her body and he knew it, not really caring what happens afterward. She needed her new found drug, and she needed it bad.
Black Rose
"Good," Èdouard whispered into her ear, before he moved his mouth back down to her neck, his hands brushing down to the sides of her chest. "Let's test how much you crave me," he told her, still kissing her neck, "Don't say a word unless I tell you to," he murmured huskily, an order, moving his hands closer to actually touch some very sensitive parts of body. Amaria would feel his fangs brush against the back of her neck, before both fangs sank into her flesh, again drawing her addictive blood, so delicious. She is mine, he thought, mine, mine, mine.....