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What a waste, the little voice inside me chides.

Fuck off, I growl back.I can’t help it.

The voice laughs.Well, you better learn fast…

My clit suddenly lights up with sensation.

I was so busy arguing with my inner bitch, it takes me a second to the realize what happened.

Raphael slammed all his weight into me and trapped my clit between us.

“Again,” he commands.

Hesitant now, I move slower, chanting inside my head before my fangs sink into him.

Don’t come.

Please don’t come.

But his cock kicks inside me, pumping me full of heat.

Dammit!

Tears of frustration blurring my eyes, I yank myself off him before his rumbling growl can pass his lips. And try to shove him away.

Ignoring my shove, he sinks his claws into the plaster beside my head and purposely grinds himself against my trapped clit.

The sensation literally driving me up the wall, I raise up on my tiptoes.

Just before I end up coming myself, adding to the mess running down my legs, he stops.

And orders, “Again!”

I shake my head. I can’t do it. I can’t control this stupid power I’ve been fucking cursed with!

Why, out of all the powers I could have been given, must I be burdened with this shit?

All I want to do is drink from him!

His chest rumbles against my breasts, causing my nipples to tighten into hard points. “You can and you will.”

I wish I had his confidence.

“What if I can’t?” I whine and squirm, needing some relief from all the pressure on my clit.

His eyes pierce me so hard, they might as well be stabbing me.

“You will,” he repeats.

The longer I stare into his glittering irises, the more I fall under his spell.

Bits of the wall fall on my shoulder. Then he’s shoving his wrist against my lips as his eyes remain locked on mine.

“We’ll keep practicing until you get it right,” he purrs now.

I gently bite into his wrist, but his body jolts, more cum spilling out of him.

Cursing under his breath, his eyes darken, momentarily breaking the spell.