They were raw, and I had to fight to not turn away myself. I saw that you had a fight, a bad one. Not for sex, but for food. She spoke quietly to him.
But vampires are made of sterner stuff than wood, or metal. His eyes were closed, but he relaxed against me by inches, until he wasn't so much pinning me to the floor as lying on top of me. I could punch at it, but I couldn't get free of it. well, there you go.
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