phoenixinchains
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*dreaming happily. Master's hand gripping her hair, His teeth hard pressed to the back of her pale neck, as a low growl sounds in His throat. That wordless declaration of territory that quickens her already rapid heartbeat to an aching pounding... she hears His tone grow louder, deeper. She feel His teeth break skin, euphoric as her vital essence escapes her flesh, passing to Him. "i am His" is the last hold her mind has to language, as she is lost to the moment...*
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