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Vampire King Apollyon
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She let out a delighted laugh before nuzzling at his neck. "At least I had a taste of you now."
One of Apollyon's hands rested on Luna's buttocks while the other circled her back to support her weight so she wouldn't fall.
As if reading his mind, Luna raised both of her legs to lock around his hips while her fingers rested on his nape.
After tearing his collar into pieces with her claws, Luna's tongue was a soft, moist stroke on his left shoulder as she lapped at the blood, nipping at the piercing with her fangs—so opposite from the electric aggression which made the hairs on his skin stand on its end.
Apollyon's entire body was hypersensitive to her touch and the texture of garments abrading his skin.