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Excerpt from Masquerade
She cuddled closer to him tracing his lips with her index finger. Instantaneously, he pricked her finger with one of his fangs. “Ouch! Mr. Forrester, did you just bite me? I'm bleeding!”
“If you're going to be intimate with a vampire, you have to expect to be bitten, Miss Brooks.” He looked her in the eye with a playful smile while he took her hand in his and licked up the blood. He sucked her finger until the bleeding stopped. Then he gently kissed it. He looked at her and asked, “Is it all better now?” “Yes,” she answered with a smile. “I hope you enjoyed your snack.” |
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