Not kissing, but like a beast tearing at the enemy.

The smell of blood filled their mouths, and he sucked her blood fiercely like a wolf who had seen his prey.

His bite gradually changed its taste, his breathing became rapid, his movements became more and more frenzied, his lips moved down, and he sucked her neck hard, and his palm fell on her waist, rubbing her waist.

She was angry and hateful, taking advantage of his distraction,......

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