That part that wanted meat and blood and found struggling somewhere between sex and food was in the front of my head. I could hear the difference now. Run, but what he was running from, he couldn't outrun, because no matter how fast, or how far, he would still be there. Jean-Claude's echo in my head was, but you do.
I know that you want to feed there now. The Sapphire has security people walking their lot. Aching, because I'd denied him release. I raised up a few inches, so that he actually had to come to his knees, and press down, to hold me secure.
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