Date: 2009-02-22 08:31 am (UTC)
hell_in_highheels: (tangled up together)
"Yes."

She rises up to lick at his throat, nuzzling until he leans closer. Her mouth finds the top of his shoulder, hot open mouthed kisses that turn into tiny bites.

He can feel the moment she begins to peak, her scent changing again, surrender and bliss and a fierce sense of possession. A long span of heartbeats unfold as she begins to quake, and then she is bucking hard beneath him, her heels digging into his thighs. Her nails draw lines of fire down his back, her teeth fix in his shoulder, and her voice rises in unfettered passion.

She's marked him, and now she claims him.
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