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Chapter 12 by Torg Torg

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Take her other innocence

As you both explode with pleasure, you sink your sharp fangs into her shoulder, drinking her blood now supercharged by her orgasm. Siobhan moans at this new sensation, struggling as her body adjusts to this unexpected and intense mix of pleasure and pain. Her nails dig into your back, leaving faint trails of pleasure that blend seamlessly with the sensation of your fangs sinking deeper into her flesh. Moans of pure ecstasy escape her lips as she surrenders completely to the rapture that washes over her.

The taste of Siobhan's blood floods your senses, igniting an insatiable hunger within you. Every drop that passes your lips fuels the flames of desire, merging with the raw passion that courses through your veins. A primal connection is forged between you, binding you in this moment of intimate vulnerability.

But as her struggles lessen and her body relaxes against the couch, you can sense a hint of apprehension mixed with her undeniable pleasure. You pull away from her shoulder, your eyes meeting hers in a gaze filled with understanding.

"Siobhan," you whisper, your voice thick with both lust and concern. "Do not fear. I will always protect you."

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